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After that, Yan Qingze really went to the study and then came in with an iron stick. Seeing this, Su Shijin immediately grabbed Yan Qingze in order to make the performance lifelike: "brother Qingze, don't you beat Mo Han! This iron stick is so thick, he is so thin and tender. How can he stand it? Just say a few words to him. How can you beat someone?"

Qiao youyou didn't know what was going on here, and was surprised: "don't play Mohan. The child is so good. He drank too much yesterday. Xi Ge didn't do the same before!"

After that, my husband's previous embarrassments are shaking out

Fu Xige was acting and couldn't explain to Qiao youyou. He could only continue: "no, it's a matter between men. If you do it, you have to be responsible!"

At the moment, Yan Qingze had handed the stick to Fu Xige. He weighed the stick in his hand and raised it: "Mo Han, godfather didn't mean to embarrass you. I hope you understand!"

Yan Mohan clenched his teeth and was ready to bear it.

On the corridor, Fu Yu Bingxin jumped faster and faster. She looked over her head and saw that her father had raised the stick in his hand.

Her head was blank. She didn't think about it, so she rushed out: "don't fight!"

And her words seemed a step late. Fu Xige had already hit Yan Mohan on the shoulder!

Yan Mohan instinctively fell to the ground. He felt the wind when the iron rod was waved. However, the force fell on his shoulder and almost didn't hurt.

Or, it's like being photographed.

He wondered. When he looked up, he found Fu Xige smiling at Yan Qingze.

At this time, Fu Yubing had rushed over.

Suddenly, he understood that they were acting? Test Fu Yubing?

"Mohan, are you all right?" Fu Yubing saw that Yan Mohan was beaten to the ground, and his face turned white with fear.

Yan Mohan was about to say he was all right when an idea welled up.

Everyone is acting, that is, helping him. Then why doesn't he carry on the play to the end?

So, pretending to be speechless with pain, he continued to sit on the floor, covering his shoulders in pain and unable to move at all.

Fu Yubing was annoyed when he saw this: "Dad, how can you beat him like this?!"

"Yubing, this is what he should bear." Fu Xige said seriously.

"Just say a few words or punish gently. Why do you put a heavy hand? What if you hurt your muscles and bones?" Fu Yubing was very angry: "besides, this matter can not be entirely Mohan's responsibility. You are all civilized people. How can you be the same as the foolish people in ancient times?"

At this time, Qiao youyou had been pulled aside by Su Shijin and explained that it was acting, so he stood by.

Fu Yubing saw that Yan Mohan was like this, and everyone was still indifferent. Suddenly, he was so angry that his chest fluctuated: "I'll take him to the hospital!" after saying that, he bent over to help Yan Mohan.

"Yubing, I'm fine. I don't have to go to the hospital." Yan Mohan said with some difficulty: "you take me to my bedroom. There's bruised wine over there. I'll wipe it myself."

Fu Yubing was not sure: "really don't have to go to the hospital?"

"Well, godfather's hand is not too heavy." Yan Mohan said.

Fu Yubing had to reach out and take Yan Mohan's unharmed hand, pull him up from the ground, and then take him to his bedroom.

Just after they went to the bedroom on the second floor, they laughed in the living room.

However, for fear that Fu Yubing might find out, everyone suppressed laughter.

Su Shijin was the happiest. She said to Fu Xige, "mat, do I see that my son is powerful? Didn't you say your seed is good? Today I'll show you what a seed is good! My son is good!"

Fu Xige looked upstairs and couldn't laugh or cry: "I watched Mohan grow up. Isn't the child very honest?"

"Can you be honest? There is a godfather who can turn over the balcony and get drunk!" Yan Qingze mended his knife.

Qiao youyou couldn't help looking at Fu Xige and felt helpless.

In other words, they were together because they were drunk? And at that time, when nothing happened the next day

Cough.

"There won't be anything between them upstairs?" Joe youyou was worried.

"Don't worry, I've had it once. It's a big deal. I'm pregnant this time." Su Shijin's lips can't put down all the time.

"No, I'd better go up and have a look..." Fu Xige thought that his daughter might be eaten by a big gray wolf in sheep's clothing, so he felt a little uncomfortable.

"You went up to tell Yubing, did you just join us in acting?" Yan Qingze said.

Fu Xige thought about it and had to give it up. But, some regret, how can he brain pumping his daughter into a trap?

Hey.

Upstairs, Fu Yubing helped Yan Mohan into the room and asked, "where is the wine?"

Yan Mohan pointed to the cabinet with his good finger: "you can see it when you open it."

Fu Yubing opened the cabinet. Sure enough, she saw a bottle of medicinal wine. She took it: "Mohan, do you want me to help you?"

As soon as I finished, I seemed to regret it.

"Yes." but he immediately agreed.

She asked, "shall I get you a cotton swab or something?"

"I'll just wipe it myself." Yan Mohan knew that he was just acting now. Of course, he couldn't really let Fu Yubing check the wound, so he said, "you help me take off my shirt. I can't take it off myself without moving one hand."

Fu Yubing: "

However, is it her father or because of her, so

She had to nod, "all right."

When she walked into him, she suddenly found that he was actually much taller than her. She thought he was thin, but now she was so close, she found that his shoulders were actually very wide.

Isn't it? The feeling when he held her last night and the feeling when he woke up this morning made her have to admit that the little partner who grew up together has grown into a real man.

Because she was close, she even smelled the shower gel on him, which was the same as that on her.

The difference is that he still has the masculine smell that she couldn't wash off for a long time this morning

His cheeks were a little hot, but Fu Yubing pretended to be calm.

She raised her hand to unbutton Yan Mohan's shirt, one by one, from the collar to the bottom, but tried not to look at him elsewhere, as if all her attention had fallen on the button.

The touch of her fingertips seemed to sweep his skin, shivering constantly, with an electric current, driving the nerves of his whole body.

Yan Mohan felt that his blood heated up rapidly and almost exhausted all his will to restrain the impulse to press her into his arms.

And he glanced and found that the bedroom door was still open.

At this time, Fu Yubing had untied all his shirt buttons and looked up at Yan Mohan: "Mohan, OK."

She looked up at him, her eyes seemed to be a light in the stagnant breath just now, his calling light.

"Help me take off my uninjured sleeve first." his voice was lower than usual.

"Yourself..." before she finished, she was interrupted by him: "I can't take it off myself. I must help me take it off first."

She nodded quickly and helped him take off one sleeve. Suddenly, half of her clothes slipped and half of her chest was exposed.

"I'll go out first," she said. "Can you take it off yourself?"

"HMM." he nodded, but walked to the door first, as if to see her off.

However, when she followed him to the door, her body was suddenly moved forward by him, and then her back was against the door.

The door was slammed shut because of her impulse.

"Mohan, you -" before Fu Yubing finished, the back of his head was held.

At the moment, Yan Mohan is still in a state where one hand can't move. He only uses his body to press her against the door, clasping the back of her head with one hand and hanging weakly with the other.

However, she was able to kiss her lips easily.

Unknowingly, she was soft and had leaned against his arms.

Until, she felt that she was pushed by something and suddenly woke up!

With a sudden push, she finally broke free from the shackles of Yan Mohan.

He seemed a little embarrassed. His ears and cheeks were red, but his eyes were always on her.

She was annoyed: "I'm going out."

"Yubing, I only have one hand to move now. It may not be very convenient tomorrow, so can you drive at work?" Yan Mohan asked.

She was inexplicably relieved: "OK, I'll drive and I'll pick you up to work."

Yan Mohan listened to the slight rise of the corners of his lips, and his body was at odds with her: "did you just rush out of the corridor, worried about me?"

Her heart missed a beat: "I just don't think I should use violence -"

"Then don't you worry about me?" Yan Mohan deliberately bent his knees, let his eyes be flush with Fu Yubing, and looked into her eyes: "don't you feel bad about such a thick iron bar?"

She was forced to the corner by him. She could not avoid it. She had to bite her lips and said in a cold voice, "we grew up together. Of course I'm worried about you."

"Just because of this?" he could see that her face turned white when she ran over.

He's so big that it's rare for her to lose her manners.

At that moment, I suddenly felt that it would be better if I really got a real stick. Will she be more distressed?

Fu Yubing didn't answer again, and Yan Mohan didn't continue to ask, but extended his arm to hold her in his arms: "Yubing, let me hold her in one hand."

Then he put his chin on her head: "what I said to your parents downstairs is serious."