Smart and cute baby: recruit a marriage for daddy

"I'll just take Yuhao in." Qiao Xiaoxi took back his eyes and came down from the car with Feng Yuhao. "Ah..." she did not expect such a thin Feng Yuhao, but her weight could not be ignored. Just one step away, she rushed into Feng Tingyu's arms.

Feng Tingyu was quick. While holding Feng Yuhao, he helped her intentionally or unintentionally.

The man's hot breath erupted from his nose and made Qiao Xiaoxi's cheeks hot.

"I'll open the door." in order not to let him see that she was so embarrassed, she quickly bypassed his body and went in with the key.

The rental house is a little messy, but it's definitely not like this at ordinary times. It's just because her little uncle helped her move back the things in the school apartment yesterday, and she hasn't had time to tidy up.

"I'll put him on the bed first." after opening the bedroom door, Qiao Xiaoxi went to Feng Tingyu and took the child in his arms.

The rental house is one room and one living room. Although it is small, the pattern is still very good. Everything inside is designed in Qiao Xiaoxi's own style.

When Qiao Xiaoxi came out of the bedroom, Feng Tingyu was standing in front of the three people's couch, holding something in his hand, with a research view.

That's her pink lace underwear.

The sofa was littered with clothes she took back from her school apartment. Because of time, she had no time to clean up.

"Don't touch my things." Qiao Xiaoxi ran to Feng Tingyu with a red face and a few arrows, reaching for his underwear.

"Is this yours?" Feng Ting's imperial hand jumped at one stroke, and she only caught his arm. The magnetic sound came out of the two thin lips, with a bit of banter.

"This is my house. Do you think it's mine? Give it back to me..." she was ashamed and angry. She knew this would happen, so she shouldn't let him into her house.

"Can you hold up?" Feng Tingyu teased her, and the underwear in his hand shook in front of her deliberately.

"It's none of your business. Give it back to me." Qiao Xiaoxi was angry. He grabbed his gray shirt in one hand, raised it in the other hand, led his jumping feet, and finally caught the belt of his underwear.

Feng Tingyu was playful and unprepared. Qiao Xiaoxi threw himself hard, his feet collided with the edge of the sofa, and his body subconsciously fell into the sofa.

Qiao Xiaoxi fell on him, and the man's hands supported her chest without bias.

She breathed angrily, looked down awkwardly and angrily, and stared at the man's hands. Angry and ashamed. Anger and shyness coexist.

"Are you so anxious? I just asked, how old are you? As for proof, let me measure it myself with my hand?"

"Hooligan, you bastard." Qiao Xiaoxi raised his hand and wanted to slap him. But he easily grabbed his arm.

"If I were a hooligan, you wouldn't be any better. If I weren't an asshole, you could have a son as big as Yuhao?" Feng Tingyu raised his eyebrows, and his tone was indifferent. He couldn't hear the slightest discomfort. As if they were a normal couple, they had an intimate affair with each other, so what happened.

"I can't be willing to give birth to Yuhao with you." since she only met him a few times, and every time, he gave her the feeling that he undoubtedly wore the sign of sex wolf. She wouldn't believe that she would have volunteered to have sex with such a man six years ago.

"Do you mean I'm stronger than you?" Feng Ting's black eyes were suddenly cold, evoking a dangerous breath, and his voice was full of coldness.

Although he knew that he was drunk that day, he still had some memories. Women cooperated with him without the slightest resistance.

"Don't you know it yourself?" she spit out a sentence without thinking in her anger.

"Say it again." Jianmei frowned, and the smell of aggression echoed in front of Qiao Xiaoxi's nose. The short four words made her fear from her heart.

Qiao Xiaoxi subconsciously shrunk his neck and wanted to get up with an alert look on his face.

"Why should I say it again? If you let me say it, do I have to say it?" she clenched her fist, supported her elbow on his chest, and wanted to get up from him in fear.

It was so ambiguous that he lay on the sofa and she lay on him. Zero distance, thin clothes and cloth, enough for her to clearly feel the blasting wildness revealed from his body.