"Qiao Xiaoxi!" the man's roaring voice, like a roaring lion, echoed in the bedroom, and the house trembled three times.

"Ah... Who?" Qiao Xiaoxi suddenly turned over as if he had a nightmare. Because the arc of turning over was too large, the whole person rolled under the bed.

She got up and rubbed her head with her hands. Her long black hair was slightly messy, with a bit of sexy and lazy beauty.

A face in the hair room is white and pure through the light. More ignorant.

Feng Tingyu's high standing posture and tall body exuded an inherent sense of oppression and threat. Deep eyes, cold light everywhere, coldly staring at the little woman on the ground.

"You... You're back?" she was in a cold sweat. After she saw that it was Feng Tingyu, she breathed out a long breath. "Give you a bed and I'll sleep on the sofa."

She got up slowly and walked barefoot to the sofa next to her.

She bought the sofa today and put it in their bedroom so that they can sleep separately.

"Did you do this room?" his face was full of anger, as if the light in his eyes had the smell of gunpowder.

"I let Xiaoxi and Yuhao get it."

It's almost eleven o'clock. Fang Rou's spirit is still so good that she hasn't slept yet.

"..." hearing the speech, Feng Tingyu looked at his mother at the door, and his anger immediately disappeared.

"Any questions?" Fang Rou asked kindly. "A married man is completely different from a man who is not married. You must not be like your father. With that lesson, do you know that mom can't sleep well all night these years, especially in the past six months." while talking, Fang Rou suddenly began to wipe her tears sadly.

"..." Feng Tingyu was silent.

For the first time in more than half a year, he listened to his mother and mentioned his father again.

Qiao Xiaoxi regretted that he had just fallen asleep. He opened his mouth slightly and didn't know what to say. Fang Rou's sadness can't be caused by her, can it?

"Cough..." Fang Rou coughed violently. "If you don't give birth to a grandson to your mother within half a year, and your mother closes her eyes, you won't see it in the future."

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Feng Tingyu compromised and got out of bed and walked barefoot to Fang Rou's side.

"The doctor said that mom's disease is a heart disease and depression. Her heart will stop at any time. If she continues like this, she will live for at most a year and a half. Your sister is not sensible, don't you? After all these years, mom should know how much I have suffered in order to raise your brother and sister..." she said more and more sadly.

"Stop talking." Feng Tingyu hugged her in his arms.

As a brother, Feng Tingyu certainly knows how much Fang Rou has suffered for him and his sister. Therefore, no matter what conditions Fang Rou has, he will try his best to meet them and realize them for her.

"Let me not say, then... You can have a good life with Xiaoxi." Fang Rou glanced at Qiao Xiaoxi in front of the sofa and signaled that she must live a good life with Feng Tingyu.

From beginning to end, Qiao Xiaoxi was confused. But she decided that Feng Tingyu really loved his mother.

"OK, go and have a rest. I'm tired all day and want to sleep." Feng Tingyu sighed. Trying to hide the madness in my heart.

"Today is the wedding night. The plan starts today." Fang Rou didn't forget to tell her before she left.

"Well, I see." Feng Tingyu nodded and closed the bedroom door.

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