Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

But Fu Shimo, a mouthful of bread in his mouth, is just like chewing wax. Now he finally knows why sister-in-law Fang and sister-in-law Zhang laugh so strangely.

He finally knows why his mother suddenly cares about Ji Nanchu. It's not about Ji Nanchu, it's about him

For a time, Fu Shimo held his breath in his chest and stared at Ji Nanchu.

No wonder this woman didn't stop him yesterday. She wanted to be misunderstood.

Huo tingchi's movies, he probably remembers a few words, are all those ambiguous words

In the face of Fu Shimo's angry stare, Ji Nanchu just gave back a plain look, shrugged her shoulders and said silently that she had reminded Fu Shimo twice. Fu Shimo had to do this. What can she do?

Think that she is for her own sake, do not say, now blame her not to say?

Fu Shimo, this is too difficult to get along with.

See, Fu Shimo just swallowed bread suddenly stuck in the throat, not up or down, card of his cough.

"Ah, son, what's the matter with you? Nanchu, please give him some water." Lin qingjuan is the most nervous. Ji Nanchu is sitting beside him, and his action is fast. He gives Fu Shimo a little water, and pattes him on the chest gently. After helping him take this mouthful of bread, Fu Shimo shakes him off.

"Who let you touch me?" Fu Shimo is disgusting now. Now everyone has misunderstood the relationship between him and Ji Nanchu. Ji Nanchu is happy and proud!

Fu Shimo can't help telling the truth at the thought that everyone thinks that something improper happened to him and Ji Nanchu last night.

However, Ji Nanchu is still so calm that Fu Shimo can't say anything.

"You're a bad person. You can choke on a piece of bread. You're going to drink the porridge your mother made for you. It's so hard that you have to make up for it." Lin qingjuan doesn't pay attention to Fu Shimo's rude action. Instead, she looks at him with a sad face. Your eyes are like Fu Shimo is really tired in the middle of the night.

"..." Fu Shimo dropped his chopsticks and went straight upstairs. Damn it, he can't eat half a mouthful now!

"Shi Mo, why don't you eat?" Lin qingjuan was worried. Ji Nan Chu was hungry. Shi Mo should be hungry too.

"No appetite!" Fu Shimo's voice came.

"What's wrong with him? Shouldn't he eat more?" Lin qingjuan does not understand, looking at Ji Nanchu.

"Maybe Shi Mo still cares about online rumors and doesn't like to talk about them." Ji Nan Chu smiles awkwardly and explains.

"Ji Nanchu, get out of here!" Fu Shimo's roaring voice came from upstairs.

"You son of a bitch, what are you shouting about? Won't you go down by yourself? How do you talk? " Reading the newspaper on the second floor, Fu Yuancheng heard Fu Shimo's arrogant words and then scolded him.

"Well, Lao Fu, don't meddle with it." Lin qingjuan's son was protected again. She turned her head and looked at Ji Nanchu: "go up quickly and see what Shi Mo wants to say. You two don't know what's going on all day. They are noisy in front of each other, but later..."

Lin qingjuan didn't want to say anything about her.

There's no way. Ji Nanchu can only go upstairs to see what Fu Shimo is going to say.

"Close the door!" As soon as he went in, Fu Shimo directed at Ji Nanchu's order, and his eyes glared at Ji Nanchu angrily: "now you are satisfied!"

"Shimo, I reminded you. I thought you should know." Ji Nanchu explained again, "if you're not happy, I'll go down and explain to mom."

Ji Nanchu said faintly, with a light and indifferent look. He didn't have any difference because of Fu Shimo's roaring and strange anger.

"Explain to my mother? Explain to my mom, and you'll be able to get into my bed? " Fu Shimo's eyes were cold, and bursts of cold forced him to Ji Nanchu: "it turns out that this is your idea. You haven't made any moves, just to be able to sleep on my bed and pretend to be as pitiful as the bitter cauliflower. Ji Nanchu, you have so many plays!"

Fu Shimo gritted his teeth. The more he looked at Ji Nanchu, the more he felt that this woman was pretending.

She plays a lot?

"Think what you like." Ji didn't know what to say, so he just went out to the master bedroom and did whatever Fu Shimo wanted to do.

Seeing that Ji Nanchu didn't pay attention to himself, he didn't care about his attitude at all, just like slapping Fu Shimo in the face.

Sure enough, this woman is a force, a rudder.

Fu Shimo pressed the anger in his heart, took a look at Ji Nanchu, and pulled out a sneer: "how, now I think that if I hold my handle, I can not install it?"

Now in Fu's manor, everyone is staring at him and Ji Nanchu's baby. Ji Nanchu can't say anything to him, so he dares to fight against him now.

I'm afraid Ji Nanchu forgot. How could he beg him a few days ago!

Sure enough, I can't believe this woman's poor appearance. This woman is impossible.

When I didn't have a chance to come back, I always dressed like I didn't care about everything about the Fu family.

Now I got it, I began to turn a blind eye to him!

"I..." when Ji Nanchu was just about to speak, Fu Shimo's mobile phone rang. He took it out and immediately changed his face when he saw it for the first time. He was so angry that he hung up the phone.

Ji Nanchu is watching, guessing who is calling. It's impossible for reporters to know Fu Shimo's private mobile phone number. Now there's nothing to gossip about. Fu's father is here. If you have something to do, just find Fu Shimo.

That leaves

Cangyuan.

When the mobile phone rings, Fu Shimo's eyes become colder and colder: "it's really powerful. Ji Nanchu, if you don't give me the whole thing every day, you don't have the fun of life, do you?"

Fu Shimo blames Ji Nanchu for Cangyuan's call.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Looking at the buzzing phone, Ji Nanchu was even more uneasy: "you'd better answer the phone first."

Cangyuan is not far from here. Fu Shimo can't solve the problem without answering the phone.

"Ha ha, I don't know? I don't know if I can't wait to answer the phone? OK, I'll see what you want your grandfather to say for you! " Before the phone stopped automatically, Fu Shimo pressed the answer button.

"Fu Shimo, how dare you hang up on me? The skin is itching again During the call, Fu Tao's angry roar came, and Fu Shimo's eyes turned coldly to Ji Nanchu.

"What's the matter?" Fu Shimo's tone is also not very good.

"Today is the weekend, you take your wife and daughter out shopping, buy some clothes, jewelry and toys."