Mr Fu, I Really Love You

In chapter 1111, even Fu Huai'an followed the light.

"You can't misunderstand. I am not hurting to help you, or helping Gu Qingcheng, for my own sake..." The phone was sitting in a wheelchair and looking at the scenery outside the window, laughing low. "If there is no such injury, how can I let Sai Hande let go of the old things in Morocco for me! After all, we will benefit each other, no one owes anyone!"

In fact, whether it is just to let Sai Hande let go of cooking, Fu Huai'an is very clear.

In the past, Fu Huai'an saw this person, and he did things. Now it seems... In fact, the heart of his heart is free of his soft piece of net!

As long as it is related to Lin Wen’s sister, Yan Mo will have a heart of 120,000, and even Fu Huai’an will follow.

Fu Huai'an smiled and didn't say thank you again...

“Is it warm enough?!” asked Mo.

"Well, I didn't tell her that you were really hurt, that is, without your news, or worried about you." Fu Huai'an closed the study door.

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There is nothing wrong with Zhai Mo’s now, so he can say to Fu Huai’an: “I should have raised these days. My first thing is to send people to kill and Gu Qingcheng’s The same brother, you just have an excuse to keep people in Haicheng to protect! I am here to assassinate Jacob Beru to vent their anger, but also let people here know that Jacob Beru It’s not Gu Gucheng!”

I did not expect that the ink ink would do this for the identity of Gu Qingcheng. Fu Huai'an wanted to say thank you, but felt that the word "Xie" was too much to express his gratitude.

"It is best to tell Gu Qingcheng in advance, you are ready... This time Gu Qingcheng is afraid to get some blood!"

"I know!" Fu Huai'an walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, his fingers picked up the thick curtains that had been pulled, and looked at the night scene of Fu Zhai outside the window. "After this incident, you will cultivate well, and the rest will be handled." !"

"Yeah!"

Hanging up the phone, licking the ink and turning back, I saw Song Hao holding the child with one hand and putting the food on the table on the hospital bed.

He smiled and turned his wheelchair with one hand and walked toward the bed. Seeing his fat son was looking at his face with a strange look, as if he didn't know his father.

Yan Mo shook his head: "I haven't been excited to see your father for so long?!"

Song Wei looked at the eyes of his eyes and smiled: "You are still very embarrassed to say! Who is going to suffer a special injury without a single voice, scared me and my child's soul to fly away!! I want to say ... son should not recognize you This dad!"

See Song Yi’s beautiful pair of nephews, etc., and Momo quickly laughed and smiled: “This is the last time!”

Song Wei took the child and sat down at the bed of the ink-stained bed: "I never object to you doing what you want to do, but next time... If it is something to be injured or life-threatening, I hope that you will be for me. Think twice with our son, okay?!"

The cause and effect of the Song Yi has already figured out, Song Yu does not oppose the ink to help Fu Huai'an and Gu Qingcheng...

However, Song Hao also wants to let the ink come back!

But... Since Zhai Mo wants to go on this road all the time, Song Yu as a wife can only support without hesitation.

"No next time!" 岑墨 raised his hand to hold Song Xiao's beautiful and delicate face. "In the future... I will never go to risk! For you...for our children!"

When I heard the guarantee of smoky ink, Song Hao’s eyes were slightly wet. She smiled and nodded: “I believe in you! Eat fast!”

I looked at the dishes on the table and frowned. "Are you hands-on?"

Without waiting for Song Wei to answer, Yan Mo picked up the chopsticks and did not forget to say Song Song: "There is a chef at home, let the chef do these things, you have to take care of the children, but also think about me... too tired!"

"You don't want to eat, I won't do it in the future!" Song Yu deliberately smiled and looked at the ink. "But... these pleasing words are too deliberate, not because of your performance. I feel a little bit sloppy. It feels like this is a fake husband!"

岑墨刚 has a piece of tofu in his mouth, and looked up at Song 窈 black face: "I want to kill Saihande!"

Song Hao couldn’t help but smile...

The last time I tried to let Saihande help, how to please Song Hao!

Zhai Mo has always been not good at this, Sai Hande thought for a moment... I feel that I want to please Song Song, of course, I have to ask Song Hao!

So, when Saihande went to ask Song Song, he happened to meet Song Yu’s reading of the script, and there was exactly this paragraph in the lines...

Said that the male lead was injured, the heroine made a meal for the male lead, the male lead distressed the heroine, said that there is a chef at home, the heroine has to go to work to cook too tired for her, the heroine moved and what.

Saihande was afraid of doing the wrong thing. He also specifically asked Song Yi, saying that girls would be moved because of this. Song Wei said that of course, he also analyzed the game for Saihande, hoping that Saihande would chase the girl in the future.

Saihande told the ink to the lines, and the ink was backed up today, but he changed his job to take care of the children! Song Yiyi listened... This is not the usual way of speaking, and when I think of what Saihande asked myself, I will expose it.

Song Xiao’s small hand was covered on the sharp edge of the ink, and the thumb was Mosuo’s wound with the lips and lips. “You are yours, you don’t have to find a way to please me, as long as you are safe and healthy, For me... it’s the biggest pleasing!"

I nodded my ink.

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Back to the hotel Gu Qingcheng did not take off the mask of Jacob Beru, opened the camera check in the face of Shengkang, only to find that the camera's battery and memory card are gone!

For Jacob Beru, it doesn't matter if the battery is gone. It's a memory card. It's all photos of Jacob Beru. It's not saved yet. Isn't this the life of Jacob Beru? !

Jacob Beirua’s face was gloomy and it’s going to rain.

Shengkang knows that Yunxiaoli, the little ancestor, can make trouble, but he does not know that this little ancestor can toss this way. There is no way to make a phone call to Fushan.

Lin Chen warmed up, Lin Wen listened to Sheng Kang's words, said: "Small glass has been sent by Mr. Sheng after Mr. Jacob Behr left, but also gone! How can this child take the camera? Will the battery and memory card be misunderstood?!"

Shengkang: "..."

There is still a misunderstanding, it is no wonder that the camera of Mr. Jacob Beru has been repaid so much that he has left his back hand...

(End of this chapter)