Smart and cute baby: recruit a marriage for daddy

"Is Tingyu married? Can I go home?" Feng Jingde smiled and took her words.

"What are you doing home? Do you still have a home? Your home is outside. Don't you have a good time with those foreign women? Don't come back. I don't want to tie down your young and unrestrained heart."

The more Fang Rou said, the more unhappy she was. She didn't think her words were sour and ironic.

"I didn't play with foreign women. Those are friends..."

"Yes, girlfriend, otherwise how could you have a son as old as Jane Cheng? I said, you will lose to me all your life. My son is not only married, but also has a six-year-old son. What about your son? He just found a chicken that can't lay eggs."

"Just say it. Why does it involve Jane Cheng again? It's our two sons, hehe... Rourou, I'll go home in a few days..."

"If you dare to come back, I dare to let the dog go." Fang Rou couldn't stand it. He always looked like a smiling face and hung up angrily. "Change the home phone number and don't let the man call back." she was so angry that she threw her phone directly to the ground.

With a bang, the phone broke in two.

Fang Rou's heart is still soft, but she can't bear it. Looking at the broken phone, I was worried that the housekeeper really changed the number.

"Buy a new one." she softened her tone.

"I see." the housekeeper understood Fang Rou's mind. "Madam, why are you childish with the master all the time? After so many years, who can not make a mistake?"

"What do you know? If you say good words to him, you'll get out of my house."

"Yes." the housekeeper took the broken phone from the servant's hand. "Is it because she is childish with the master that she agreed to marry Miss Qiao so soon?"

"Why is there so much nonsense?" she didn't need to explain to him. "My headache is killing me. Press it for me quickly." she sat back on the sofa and motioned to the girl next to her.

At more than ten o'clock in the evening, Feng Tingyu returned to Feng's house.

After working all day, he was drunk by Xi Yue and Feng Tingyu was tired.

Since he got drunk unexpectedly six years ago, Feng Tingyu has developed the ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

He took a casual hot shower and went into his bedroom. Turn on the light in the room, the scene in front of him is so strange that he instinctively exits the room, and then determine where he is at this moment.

Third floor, own bedroom. That's right.

He went in again.

Inside the pink quilt, there was a snoring sound. You can't see the people inside from beginning to end.

Has the black-and-white bedroom turned into a pink garden? Still full of festive farmhouse fun?

Everything has changed. Fortunately, his clothes are still hanging in the white wardrobe. But on the left side of the wardrobe, there are more women's clothes than men's clothes.

Yes, he agreed with his mother. He married Qiao Xiaoxi. Live in peace with her and give Feng Yuhao a complete home. But did he agree that they could tear down his bedroom at will?

"Hey, get up." Feng Tingyu stood on the bed and kicked away the quilt on the woman. Like a king, he looked down on the woman lying in bed and still sleeping.

"Why, don't make trouble..." Qiao Xiaoxi is really tired today. Coupled with her sudden marriage and living in such a rich family, she feels pressure. Then I fell asleep and snored.