Mommy, Please Wait To Be Loved

"I have no objection. You can stay as long as you want. I'm just afraid that my brother will have an opinion."

Tang Moran snorted twice: "Then I have a lot of opinions."

Fu Jingting raised his eyes: "I don't care if you stay with me, but I have to ask in advance, how long do you plan to stay?"

Tang Moran thought about it seriously, and then replied: "I plan to stay overnight with you."

Fu Ting stunned for a while, then frowned: "Do you want my brother to take me apart?"

"Why..." Tang Moran frowned, "I just want him to know that I'm really angry this time."

It's not the kind that can be coaxed in just a few words.

Tang Moran said that he would not leave, and stayed with Fu Jingting all afternoon, planting flowers with him.

The closer he got to Fu Jingting, the more Tang Moran realized that Fu Jingting was not as unlearned as on the surface.

Compared with the somewhat rigid and serious Fu Tingye, Fu Jingting is more smoky.

He can grow flowers, raise fish, draw pictures, listen to music... and even make a simple and delicious dinner for Tang Moran.

"Uncle Fu, you know a lot. I have misunderstood you before."

Fu Jingting snorted twice: "There are so many places where you misunderstand me. Hurry up and eat. It is estimated that someone will be there soon.

Came to catch you back. "

Tang Moran didn't think so: "He and I are in a cold war, he may not come to me."

...

When Fu Tingye returned home, seeing that Tang Moran was not there, he asked the steward Qi: "Where are the Moer people?"

Steward Qi hurried back: "Miss Tang went to the Second Young Master at noon. She hasn't come back yet."

Fu Tingye frowned, said nothing, just sat down and started to deal with work matters.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when he closed the computer.

He pulled off his tie irritably, and said to the butler, "Go and call her back."

Steward Qi hurried to Fu Jingting's small building, and after a while, came back with a bitter face.

"What about people?"

The steward Qi sighed: "Sir, Miss Tang said... that I won't be back tonight, and I have to rest at the Second Young Master."

Fu Tingye's eyes suddenly chilled.

Like a cheetah, stand up, lift your foot and walk outside.

After a while, Fu Tingye came to the small building.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard the laughter of Tang Moran and Fu Jingting.

He walked in and saw that two people were building blocks on the floor of the first floor.

He entered with a chill and chill, and the air in the room seemed to freeze in an instant.

Fu Jingting's eyes turned back and forth between the two people, and the first to speak: "Brother, why are you here?"

"What do you mean?" Fu Tingye's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a cold light in his deterrent eyes.

Fu Jingting turned his head, pretending to see the time on the wall clock: "Oh, it's so late, brother, it must be very late outside.

Come in and sit down. "

Those who watch the excitement are not afraid of the big things, and Fu Jingting takes the initiative to entertain Fu Tingye.

Tang Moran removed his eyes after taking a look at him, and continued to concentrate on building his own building blocks, saying that he was focused, but still

Always paying attention to Fu Tingye's every move.

Fu Tingye didn't move. Standing at the door, looking at Tang Moran's back with cold eyes, he said, "Follow me home."

Fu Jingting hurriedly looked at Tang Moran. Tang Moran pressed his head, took down the blocks that had just been built, and put them on again.

The hair hangs down, blocking her pretty eyebrows on her face.

Fu Jingting leaned back on a chair, as if he was going to watch a big show. It was interesting. The little girl had hardened wings and dared to sing against his brother.

Adjusted?

Then he must see how the little girl is annoying.

Fu Tingye didn’t think that she would just ignore herself, she was really getting bolder, and she took two steps forward and stood beside her.

Later, there was a lot of irritation in his voice: "I hear you."

Tang Moran didn't dare to pretend that he hadn't heard it anymore, his cheeks puffed up, and he didn't reply, "I won't go back."

"Not going back? Do you really plan to stay here for the night?" Fu Tingye clenched his fists, with a tendency to explode.

"Brother, what you said, what happened to staying overnight with me? Anyway, I am also a person with a house, and I can still lose out on Xiaoya.

Can't the first room? "Fu Jingting replied.

"Shut up." Fu Tingye's face was sullen. He now seriously suspects that it is because Fu Jingting gave Mo'er an idea.

Will have so much courage.

Fu Jingting intuitively felt that his brother was not thinking about any good things: "Brother, you wouldn't think it was the Moer I instigated, did you?"

"You really guessed right." Fu Tingye replied unceremoniously.

"Then you are wrong, brother, this is entirely Mo'er's own meaning, I didn't say anything, but you should

It's right to reflect on yourself. The little girl has resisted with such a good temper. It seems that you are oppressive. "

Tang Moran nodded his head secretly, saying that was too good, because he was too domineering, he was too authoritarian, so

Only when he came out to resist, he should reflect on his behavior.

Fu Jingting caught Tang Moran's small movements and lifted his chin: "Look, the little girl thinks I'm right."

Tang Moran immediately felt a cold light fall on her back.

"Mo'er, go home with me, everything is easy to say." Fu Tingye didn't want Fu Jingting to stir up with him, and planned to take Tang Mo away first.

Let's talk about it.

Tang Moran's eyes lit up when he heard these words, and looked back at him: "Really? Then you promised me to go camping?"

"I'll talk about this later."

"Then you haven't agreed yet?" Fu Jingting cut in again.

"Then I won't go back. After I go back, you will let the housekeeper Qi put me under house arrest. If I don't let me go out, I won't go back.

However, she has already run out. Isn't it because she lost just to go back so sullenly?

After that, will Fu Tingye bully herself even more to control her life?

Fu Tingye gradually became impatient, not to mention that Fu Jingting was fanning the flames and acting as Tang Moran's Zhiduoxing.

No matter what he said, it is estimated that Mo'er would not go back with herself obediently.

He simply stepped forward, grabbed Tang Moran's arm, and walked out: "Go, come back with me."

"I don't, Fu Tingye, what are you doing, you are compelling. You let go." Tang Moran turned his arm vigorously, trying to escape

Out of his control.

Helplessly, his strength was too great, but she couldn't break free just by holding her arm like this.

Fu Tingye looked at her, unmoved, until her arms were reddened and a little bruised because of the struggle.

Fu Jingting didn't look good, and shouted, "Brother."

Fu Tingye returned to his senses and let go.

Tang Moran clutched his arm, there was a hot pain.

Fu Tingye saw it too, raised her eyebrows, and a trace of worry passed through her eyes. When she looked at her, she still had a look on her face.

Stubborn, worry disappeared instantly, and his tone became extremely cold at the same time: "Are you sure you won't go back with me?"

"No! I won't." With tears in his eyes, Tang Moran said stubbornly and firmly.

"Okay." Fu Tingye nodded lightly, no happiness or anger could be seen on his face: "In this case, you can stay here, you want to live.

Come live. "

After speaking, he looked at Fu Jingting who was standing aside: "Clean up a better room for her."

Then he turned and left.

"Brother, just left?" Fu Jingting followed to the door, watching Fu Tingye's figure go further and further along the road in the courtyard.

Looking back at Tang Moran, I couldn’t tell if he was relieved or lost. Anyway, he couldn’t see the happiness. He pressed his head and stood there.

I don’t know what to think.

Fu Jingting walked to the table with the building blocks, stretched out a finger, and picked one of the parts of the building block.

The building block seems to have lost all support and collapsed instantly.

"Are you upset that you left my brother angry?"

"What's so happy about is that he himself is willing to be angry, and I didn't make him angry." She was still angry, angry

It's incredible.

Tang Moran sat down angrily.

Fu Jingting also sat down and turned his head to look at her: "What do you plan to do next?"

"What should I do?" Tang Moran put his cheek in one hand, in a daze.

"Live? If you want to live, I will ask the servant to clean up a bedroom for you."

"No, I, I will go back later." She originally ran out just to be angry with Fu Tingye and let him realize that she

mistake.

Although she didn't plan to bow her head with him, she could never really live here with Fu Jingting.

Still wait, when Fu Tingye rested, she sneaked back.

"I knew it would be like this." Fu Jingting stood up with a bored look. The two are really a natural match, and they both suppressed each other.

的性子.

Tang Moran, he has been planted on his brother for the rest of his life.

His brother, naturally needless to say...

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