Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 394 Give Me Another Dad

Mianmian lowered her head, thought seriously for a while and said, "Uncle Mu is very lonely, there is only one person."

There was a clear light in her eyes, shining like a star: "He said that Aunt Mu and his children are not with him, and he can only live alone."

Chu Ci frowned: "Did your Uncle Mu tell you that?"

"He said he did something wrong, so Aunt Mu took the baby away."

Chu Ci sneered in his heart, it was really rare that he knew what he had done wrong.

Lie on her lap, Mianmian said with a pitiful voice: "Mom, tell me, will Aunt Mu come back and forgive Uncle Mu, just like you forgive your father."

Faced with such a difficult question asked by such a young child, Chu Ci expressed a headache. She touched Mianmian's head: "That depends on what Aunt Mu means, but you have to know that some people and some things don't It doesn't have to be forgiven."

Mianmian blinked her big eyes and asked her: "Then what if he knows he's wrong?"

Chu Ci shook her head: "If you make a mistake, you will be forgiven, and the cost of making a mistake is too low."

Mianmian still doesn't understand this truth, but after many years, she seems to understand the truth of what Chu Ci said, not everyone deserves to be forgiven, even if he knows he is wrong.

She hugged Chu Ci, her voice was a little vague: "I still like my mother and father together, but I just feel that Uncle Mu is too lonely."

Chu Ci touched the ends of her soft hair, pursed her lips and did not speak.

If Lu Xiang was still alive, would she still forgive Mu Xiuchen?

A man she had loved deeply for nearly ten years and had gotten, but gave up on her at the last moment.

Lu Xiang is more daring to love and hate than her. If he falls in love, he will be firm to the end, but if he hates, he will not forgive easily.

Mianmian was sitting by the side reading a comic book, while Baozi was sitting by the side and reading a storybook in English. Chu Ci looked dizzy and asked, "Are you going to memorize all of this?"

Baozi nodded: "Well, I've already been bitten."

He grew up in the United States, so his English proficiency is considered acceptable. Fu Heng is particularly concerned about his studies and has high requirements. After all, Fu Zhiyan was trained as the future heir of the Fu family.

Probably because he was outstanding since he was a child, so Fu Heng was extremely strict with his son.

Baozi wrinkled his face: "Mom, I haven't fed my Xiaobai for a long time."

It was a pet raising game that Baozi had just played not long ago. After entering kindergarten, Fu Heng banned his electronic products and only let him play for a while on weekends.

Baozi dared not speak out about this, so he could only complain to Chu Ci.

In Chu Ci's concept, the education for children is free-range. If it is a piece of reading material, then no matter what, they will become talents. If it is not, no matter how much they are forced, they will not be able to become talents.

Fu Heng continued Fu Mingchuan's education method, and he was very strict with children.

Chu Ci touched Baozi's little head with some distress: "Zhiyan, you can discuss it with your father. For example, you can play for a while after you finish your homework, but not for a long time."

"Dad said that he didn't play games before and studied every day, so he could get good grades in the exam."

If Chu Ci remembers correctly, Fu Heng holds a master's degree in business administration.

Although the second half of the sentence is not wrong, but the first half of the sentence.

She raised her eyebrows: "Your father said so?"

Fu Zhiyan nodded and hummed: "Father also said that he used to come first in the exams, and all the girls in the school liked him!"

Chu Ci's eyes narrowed slightly: "Oh?"

In fact, that day when Baozi came back from school, he did not do his homework or arithmetic, and he started playing video games without learning English. Fu Heng happened to come back early, and heard Axiu say that the young master was doing his homework upstairs, so he went up to have a look. , the little guy is lying on the bed playing games and feeding pets happily.

Fu Heng was angry at the time, but he was patient and asked, "Did you finish your homework?"

Baozi pouted: "No!"

"No, are you playing a game?"

Baozi stuck out his tongue: "I'm going to write now."

Compared to the previous situation where Fu Heng didn't do his homework and Fu Mingchuan started directly, now Baozi is lucky. Fu Heng slapped him on the buttocks: "Next time you don't do your homework and play games, let's see how I deal with you."

Baozi snorted: "You clean me up, I'll tell mom."

When Fu Heng heard this, he became angry: "Can you say it again?"

Although Fu Heng usually restrains his anger in front of his children, but in the end he wants to show his majesty as a father, and when he is not smiling, he does feel a little self-possessed, and the corner of his mouth sinks, which is very interesting. momentum.

Baozi said in a second, "I'm going to do my homework."

After taking a shower at night, Fu Heng wiped his hair, looked at his puffy face, coughed and said, "Did you know you were wrong today?"

Baozi lowered his eyebrows: "I know I was wrong."

Fu Heng said again: "Will it be like this next time?"

"No."

"I hope you can develop a good habit, arrange things reasonably, and consider what is important first."

Baozi lowered his face and said in a muffled voice, "I see, I won't do this next time."

In the evening, Baozi chatted with Fu Heng, and Fu Heng talked about his past. He couldn't help bragging in front of his son, saying that he was not only good in grades, but also good at sports. I like it, all the girls in school like it.

Then Baozi remembered the phrase that all the girls in the school liked him.

In the end, he murmured: "It was fine when I was Uncle Fu, but he was so fierce when I became a father. Mom, please change me to a father!"

Chu Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said leniently, "You didn't go to school before, but now you go to school, of course you have to follow the rules. Dad didn't mean to punish you, but just hoped that you could do better."

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When Fu Heng came to the hospital at night, he carried Chu Ci to the bathroom to take a bath as usual.

Chu Ci didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Fu Heng didn't pay much attention at first, but when he took off her clothes and put her in the bathtub, Chu Ci still looked at him without saying a word.

Now, Fu Heng finally noticed, he raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the water: "Is it too hot?"

Chu Ci looked at him with something indescribable.

Fu Heng rolled his Adam's apple up and down, loosened the collar of his shirt, and said with some uncertainty, "Could it be...you want it?"

He leaned over and kissed her on the face: "Hold on, your legs are not healed yet."

Although he didn't want to bear it very much, but considering Chu Ci's injury, he had to continue to be Liu Xiahui.

After holding it in for so long, he was about to get sick.

Chu Ci's face quickly turned red under the heat of the bathroom, she raised her hand and punched Fu Heng's chest lightly: "You want it, go away." Fu Heng was not shy or caring, and followed along She continued: "I want to, but I can't do it now." He bit Chu Ci's ear, his words were hoarse and dull: "When you get better, you cry."

Chu Ci secretly rolled her eyes, and stared at him: "I said, why are you so dishonest?"

Fu Heng turned on the shower and showered on her, then squeezed some shower gel and smudged it on his hand: "Why are you serious, first time meeting?"

We're old couples, we don't have any intimate relationship, do we still need to be serious?

Chu Ci was speechless, and it took him a long time to say: "Did you tell Zhiyan that you were very popular before and that all the girls in the school liked you?"

Fu Heng was startled, and it took a while to remember: "He insisted on telling me about my childhood that day, so I'll tell him."

He is still very innocent, he is telling the truth, nothing!

Chu Ci lowered her eyebrows: "Then tell me, which girls like you?"

Fu Heng laughed: "Don't eat this old vinegar!"

The corner of Chu Ci's mouth twitched: "I'm not jealous." She looked at him with a smile: "I am not included among the girls in the school."

Fu Heng reached out and pinched her face: "If I wasn't busy going abroad and had no time to strike up a conversation, do you think you could run away?"

Chu Ci pushed his hand away: "Mr. Fu is very confident in himself, do you think he is so attractive?"

"For you, I still have confidence."

Chu Ci snorted, unable to refute.But he refused to admit defeat: "Anyway, no matter how beautiful you were at the time, no matter how many girls followed suit and fell in love with you secretly, I just got out of the mud and didn't get stained."

At that time, although Fu Heng was incomparable in the school, Chu Ci had no impression of him at all, and all his heart was on Shen Mubai, there was nothing about Fu Heng at all.

Fu Heng smiled: "Then what about now, you are just later than them, you are very proud?"

"Of course, I am later than them, so I have you!"

Chu Ci looked serious when he said this, but he didn't know how touching the love words he said were.

Probably, this is the most useful way to flirt.

It seems to be inadvertent, but it happens to hit people's hearts the most.

Fu Heng's heart trembled, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "You speak very nicely, I will talk more in the future, you know?"

Helping her wash and wrap her bathrobe, Fu Heng carried her to the bed: "How are you feeling in the past few days, do you have strength in your legs?"

Chu Ci frowned: "Try to walk today, you can walk in a small area, but it will not work after a long time, your muscles still have no strength, a little numb and unconscious, just soaked in hot water didn't feel much, you need to exercise more. "

Fu Heng reached out and pinched her calf: "Do you feel it?"

Chu Ci shook her head: "I don't feel it."

The man's hand went all the way up, pinching the muscles of her thigh: "Don't you feel this too?"

Chu Ci still shook her head: "I tried it today, but I didn't feel anything, and it will become numb after standing for a long time, ah..."

She suddenly called out, her face flushed red: "Where do you put your hands?"

Fu Heng slid his hand to her inner thigh, and pinched it wickedly again, "That's okay?"

(End of this chapter)