The perfect rearing of the cute movie king

Chapter 29 Breeding 030: Where do his eggs come from?
Leaning against the sun flower pot, Jiang Xiaoyu rested his chin, and seriously educated Fu Nanshen: "Fu Jingsheng, do you know how much misunderstanding you just caused?"

Fu Jingsheng drove the car slowly, without giving her a look, only a shallow "Huh?" came out of his nose. '

Jiang Xiaoyu was furious: "You took a photo with Zhao Chun'er just now, but you refused to take a photo with three other girls, do you know that if they expose this matter, they will spread it to you soon Gossip with Zhao Chun'er!"

Fu Nanshen was finally willing to give her a look, and what he said after that almost choked Jiang Xiaoyu to death.

He said, "Didn't you ask me to take a photo with Zhao Chun'er?"

Jiang Xiaoyu: "..." He vomited blood and died.

I asked you to take a photo with Zhao Chuner, but I didn't say that you only took a photo with Zhao Chuner!
But after thinking about it, it doesn't matter if there are scandals, Zhao Chun'er is a perfect match for Fu Jingsheng in terms of appearance and fortune. If the two are together, it can be said to be a great blessing.

So her face full of 'nothing to love' quickly turned into a 'spring heart rippling', that expression was so wretched: "Fu Jingsheng, what do you think of Zhao Chun'er?"

Fu Jingsheng raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to say?"

Jiang Xiaoyu looked like a matchmaker, except that there was no matchmaker mole on the corner of his mouth: "Hey, Fu Jingsheng, in terms of looks and fortune, you and Zhao Chun'er are a perfect match."

"so what?"

"So, go and chase Zhao Chun'er!" Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes were shining brightly, and she was courageous.

Thinking of the picture of the two standing next to each other just now, I somehow feel that there are pink bubbles popping out.

Wait, something seems to be wrong!
Fu Nanshen - doesn't he have a boyfriend?
She is facing Littlefinger, on one side is a beautiful man who looks like a woman, and on the other side is a real woman.

Her balance involuntarily tilted towards men, but thinking of the light of merit in women, she gradually tilted her balance towards women.

Fu Jingsheng glanced at Xiaodong's colorful expression, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "If you still want to go back to your home, stop your imagination."

This threat was too powerful, and the virtual balances, beautiful men, and beautiful women in Jiang Xiaoyu's mind shattered into scum like bubbles. She pursed her lips and said solemnly: "Fu Jingsheng, let me tell you, I am very pure. people, don't think about me!"

Fu Jingsheng: "..."

The car drove all the way into the Nandu Garden, Jiang Xiaoyu felt that he hadn't seen his home for two days, because Mao looked a little bit sad at the moment.

There are many rich people in Nandu Bieyuan, so Fu Jingsheng's Cayenne is not too attractive, but when the car passed by an old couple, intermittent conversations came into the car.

"The girl Xiaoyu has gone somewhere, there is no one in the room."

"Maybe I went to a friend's house."

"This girl, you don't even say hello when you leave."

……

When Jiang Xiaoyu heard this, he followed the two elderly people with his eyes, and only looked away when they were no longer in sight, and sighed: "Grandma Wang and Grandpa Wang are my neighbors, and they usually take good care of me."

Seeing the depression of the little thing, Fu Jingsheng didn't say anything, just took out a finger cake and handed it to Jiang Xiaoyu.

This is also his other kind of consolation.

Jiang Xiaoyu gnawed on the finger cake embarrassingly, and once again greeted the warlock who made her like this in his heart.

"It's right here." Jiang Xiaoyu saw the familiar apartment building and directed Fu Jingsheng to stop.

Fu Jingsheng parked the car, held the impatient Jiang Xiaoyu in his palm and pushed the door down. This time, he wore a pair of sunglasses.

"Which floor?" Stepping into the door, Fu Jingsheng asked the little thing in his hand.

"502!" The little thing answered her crisply.

Fu Jingsheng said casually as he walked: "It's a pity that such a room number can't stick to you."

what do you mean?
Jiang Xiaoyu didn't react for a while, and looked at Fu Jingsheng in confusion, but at the moment Fu Jingsheng was concentrating on looking for the elevator, and had no time to pay attention to her at all.

After a pause of about ten seconds, Jiang Xiaoyu came to his senses, and the first words that came out of his mind were: Hehe.

502, 502, from Ge Laozi, isn't the name of the super glue 502!
"Is there no elevator?" Fu Jingsheng gave up after searching around but failed to find an elevator.

Jiang Xiaoyu: "..." It turned out that Fu Jingsheng was running around like a headless chicken because he was looking for an elevator.

"...When did I say that my house has an elevator?" Jiang Xiaoyu spread powerlessly in Fu Jingsheng's palm.

Fu Jingsheng stopped and looked down at her. Just as he was about to speak, a couple came down the stairs and glanced at Fu Jingsheng. Seeing this, Fu Jingsheng had no choice but to swallow the words in his mouth and walked towards the stairs.

The girl who had already stepped out of the corridor poked the male ticket next to her with her elbow, and said, "That man just now looks like Fu Jingsheng."

The male ticket glanced at his girlfriend like an idiot, and taunted: "Stop your nympho, if Fu Jingsheng can come here, I could lay eggs."

Jiang Xiaoyu who heard it silently glanced at Fu Jingsheng, and said in a low voice, "I'm seriously curious about where his eggs will come from."

Fu Jingsheng staggered, almost fell, and gave Jiang Xiaoyu a warning look, Jiang Xiaoyu shut up obediently, indicating that I would not speak out.

Arriving safely all the way to 502, Jiang Xiaoyu was surprisingly angry when he saw the door covered with posters because he hadn't been home for two days:

"Who the hell is so wicked? You're blind. Didn't you see the words on my wall that say no to advertising! Let me know who posted it, I'll make you look good!"

A gust of wind blew from the window in the aisle, and the paper at Fu Jingsheng's feet was turned over, half rolled and half rolled, but the two big words "forbidden" could still be seen in front.

Jiang Xiaoyu was burning with anger: "..."

"Hurry up." Fu Jingsheng put Jiang Xiaoyu on his shoulders, and he himself tore off the advertising paper pasted on the door twice, rolled it into a roll, raised his arm lightly, and the paper fell into a perfect parabola Trash cans not far away.

Standing on Fu Jingsheng's shoulder and holding onto the collar of his shirt, Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help but let go, giving this handsome 'shooting' a warm applause.

Fu Jingsheng shook his head helplessly, took her back from his shoulder and stretched out his hand: "Where's the key?"

Jiang Xiaoyu hurriedly took out the key from the cross-body bag. When she held the key in her hand, a question that she had been neglecting all along popped up.

The bags, mobile phones and keys all became smaller with her, what a fucking door!
She wanted to cry but raised her head: "The keys are getting smaller..."

Fu Jingsheng stroked his forehead, he actually ignored this question!
The two looked at each other, and it was Jiang Xiaoyu who finally broke the silence: "Fu Jingsheng, I have found a solution!"

Fu Jingsheng pointed her eyes and said.

"See the window in the hallway? That window is not far from my balcony. I can climb into my house through the pipe under the window! I have a spare key!"

Fu Jingsheng went to the window and looked to the right, and sure enough, he saw the balcony that Jiang Xiaoyu said was about four meters away. The pipe Jiang Xiaoyu said should be a cable pipe. The pipe is very thick, and the pipe surface is three centimeters wide at a glance , although the width is enough for Jiang Xiaoyu, but if one accidentally slips, falling from here is not as easy as falling from a stool.

So Fu Jingsheng shook his head without thinking, "No way!"

　Jiang Xiaoyu: Fu Jingsheng, can men lay eggs?
　　Fu Jingsheng: No.

　　Jiang Xiaoyu: Are there any eggs?

　　Fu Jingsheng: ... Yes.

　　Jiang Xiaoyu: Where is it?

　　Fu Jingsheng (evil spirit): Do you want to see it?
　　Jiang Xiaoyu (cold scalp): No, no, I won't watch it.

　　Ma Dan, this look is too lethal, crying.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)