Meeting Mr. Fu

Ye Fanxing looks at the little light bulb with no spirit. The light bulb in the room is very soft. His eyelashes are very long, inherited from Fu Jingyu's long eyelashes.

Ye Fanxing looked at him who was sick, but refused to sleep. "Don't you want to sleep?"

The little guy's big black eyes dribbled, "when's dad coming back?"

Ye Fanxing said, "shall I call him?"

Fu Jingyu was there yesterday and the day before yesterday. He accompanied ye Fanxing to the hospital, but today he went out.

"Good."

Ye Fanxing took the mobile phone and found Fu Jingyu in the recent call.

Fu Jingyu just came down from the liquor company. Jiang Sen followed him with his coat in his arms. Fu Jingyu took out his mobile phone from his suit pocket and saw that it was ye Fanxing's phone. His eyes softened.

After the phone was connected, ye Fanxing's voice came over, "husband."

In winter, the sound of Ye Fanxing is rustling, but it sounds very warm.

Mr. Fu is as cold as ever: "well."

"When will you be back?" Ye Fanxing asked.

Fu Jingyu said, "soon."

"Yang Yang has been unwilling to sleep, said to wait for you to come back."

Ye Fanxing holds the small light bulb and turns on the hands-free phone.

Fu Jingyu heard the little guy's soft voice, "Dad."

"Yes." Fu Jingyu knew that the small light bulb would stick to him when he was sick.

He said: "Dad will be back soon, you go to bed first, OK? When you wake up, I'll be by your side. "

Mr. Fu is seldom so gentle to his son.

The small light bulb leaned against ye Fanxing's arms, "then you come back quickly."

"Good."

After chatting with Xiaodeng, Fu Jingyu said to ye Fanxing for a while, "what's the matter with him?"

Ye Fanxing held a small light bulb in his arms and found a more comfortable position, said: "not long after he just came back from the hospital, he didn't sleep, staring at your photos for a long time."

This is the relationship between father and son!

It's not how much you spoil at ordinary times, but at the critical moment, what little guy can think of is his father.

Although it's winter, listening to his son's warm heart, Fu Jingyu immediately feels extremely warm.

He said to ye Fanxing, "I'm on the bus."

"Well, be careful on the way."

"Well."

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After hanging up the phone, ye Fanxing hugged the small light bulb and said, "can you sleep now? Mom's with you. "

The small light bulb hugs ye Fanxing's hand and looks at her all the time. For a long time, because she is too sleepy to carry, she closes her eyes.

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Ye Fanxing looked at the little guy and almost fell asleep. Footsteps came from the door and woke her up.

She opened her eyes and saw Fu Jingyu appear at the door.

Fu Jingyu took off his windbreaker and put it aside. Looking at his son and wife on the big bed, he went to them and said, "are you asleep?"

Because it's in the evening, there are not many cars, so it's faster.

Just an hour.

"Well."

Fu Jingyu lowered his head and gave her a kiss on the forehead. His face was icy.

Looking at the small light bulb of Ye Fanxing's hand when he fell asleep, he reached out and touched his head.

Ye Fanxing worried: "are your hands cold?"

The face is so cold, ye Fanxing is afraid his hand is also cold, wake up the small light bulb.

Fu Jingyu put his hand on her, "you try."

"It's freezing." Ye Fanxing said in disgust.

Fu Jingyu took out his hand and was caught by her. He put it back and held it directly.

"..." Fu Jingyu looked at the big fool in surprise, "don't you mean cold?"