Sweet Storm: My love time

Everyone is paying attention to Wu Yuxi not far away, so no one notices Fu Jinxing's little action at all.

It's like everyone is staring at sixpence on the ground, only mujingyi is looking up at the moon.

He can't tell why.

In this world, in addition to his biological parents, one of his only two blood relatives is the man in front of him.

Mu Jingyi has looked at Fu Jinxing's photos for countless times. The pictures freeze. He tries to find something similar to himself from each other's faces.

It's true that their sons are like their mothers. They both look like Mei Lan, but one is similar in shape and the other is similar in spirit. The only thing they have in common is their eyes.

If such eyes grow on a woman's face, it can be called perfect. If they grow on a man's face, they will be slightly inferior, because they will not be aggressive enough.

The two men seem to have noticed this early, so they have another thing in common, that is, they don't laugh easily, and they won't let their eyes reveal their thoughts.

Just thinking of this, Wu Yuxi's sharp and harsh voice was heard again: "why do you want to send me away? I've seen his wife. She's just an old lady. Can she give him a son? You're just afraid that things will come out and you'll be involved! "

It's obvious that Wu Yuxi has regarded Fu Jinxing and his wife as the enemies who hinder him from going to the top. That's why he came here and took their daughter as a hostage.

"You are so childish."

Fu Jinxing seldom shows such a strong contempt, but at this moment, he has no intention to restrain his emotion and let it show.

"Cut the crap!"

Wu Yuxi's face flashed a trace of ferocious, even if she is silly, also has reflected, Fu Jinxing and himself said so much, but just want to delay.

"What about Fu Zhihan?"

She asked coldly, hiding her face behind her wake-up.

"I've always had a bad relationship with him. Even if I send someone to invite him, I think he will linger for a while."

Fu Jinxing simply tells the truth.

"If he doesn't come, your daughter won't live!"

Wu Yuxi's tone sounds sad.

Voice just fell, a man's voice suddenly appeared: "Xiaoxi, do you always look down on me?"

Voice with a trace of tremor, there is difficult to hide the loss, mixed with sadness, unwilling, anger, and so on.

It's Zhao Han holding the child and standing at the door.

He should have come out in a hurry. There were several obvious milk stains on his chest clothes. The child ate the milk powder and had gone to sleep. He was leaning against his arms.

Because of Wu Yuxi's yelling before, the child seemed to sleep a little uneasy. His hairy head kept drilling into his father's neck socket, as if he could get a sense of security.

It can be seen that this is a child who is very similar to waking up and is very easy to worry about.

Wu Yuxi probably did not expect that Zhao Han would come. She was stunned for a moment. Subconsciously, she leaned out her head and looked at the door.

"I know I'm hopeless, and I know I don't deserve a college student like you! If you want to go, I won't stop you, but the child has to stay... "

Zhao Han, who is always in the flow, suddenly becomes cowardly. As he says this, he subconsciously hugs the child in his arms.

A sneer rang out at the right time: "how could she rob the child from you? When they are going to climb a high branch, do they have to take a tow bottle with them? "

Fu Jinxing frowned, but he forgot that there was a mujingyi beside him.

Hearing Mu Jingyi's words, Zhao Han wakes up like a dream. His previous fragile expression suddenly disappears. He moves his lips and turns red from his face to his neck: "I don't think you are a broken shoe. I have taken care of you for so long. Is that how you treat me now? You'd rather sleep with an old man than live with me. You're itching

Everything changes in the blink of an eye.

Fu Jinxing's brow was more tightly wrinkled. He couldn't help looking back and staring at Zhao Han with his eyes like hawk falcon. He said in a low voice: "Zhao Han!"

Zhao Han was seen shivering for a while, before the momentum also disappeared most.

Who knows, Mu Jingyi said: "I'd rather be a rich man's concubine than a poor man's wife. Brother, I think you'd better go back with your children. If it's big, it's not good for you."

After so many years, it's true that, as Wu Yuxi said, Zhao Han is just a local ruffian who has accomplished nothing. He follows 20 or 30 younger brothers who eat and drink. He has the illusion that he has become a big brother.

Now that he has a beautiful wife and son, Zhao Han thinks that his ancestors have accumulated virtue and fortune has changed. Unexpectedly, Wu Yuxi's words and deeds today completely break his complacency.

Being so excited by Mu Jingyi, Zhao Han's dignity as a man is completely frustrated.

He didn't read for two days. He idled in the street all day and made trouble. Although he was as slippery as a loach, he loved face very much. How could he swallow this breath?

"Enough!"

Fu Jinxing scolded that he knew that it was not a good thing for mu Jingyi to suddenly run to Zhonghai. Now it's an extraordinary time, and the other party must take advantage of it.

"Smelly girl, I treat you as my aunt, but you have to make broken shoes!"

Zhao Han's face suddenly showed a trace of ferocity, and the baby in his arms also noticed it. He could not help but wake up. His mouth was flat, which was a series of crying.

He also did not care about it. He threw the child to Meng Zhiyu, who was next to him. He scolded: "it's a good day, but I'll make you cheap!"

Suddenly think of before Zhao Han told himself, he once hit Wu Yuxi, Fu Jinxing secret way is not good, quickly stop: "Zhao Han!"

It's very common for a couple to quarrel and quarrel. If their tongue touches their teeth, it's a big deal.

But once we start, the nature will be different.

Zhao Han has been out since he was a teenager, but his attack is not so heavy. Wu Yuxi's body is not beaten by iron. He beat him once before, and he didn't come to bed for a whole day.

"Don't stop me!"

If it is at ordinary times, Zhao Han does not even have the courage to speak loudly with Fu Jinxing.

But now it's different. As a man, he doesn't want to lose his final dignity at this time.

Although that shameless woman has destroyed his dignity to nothing!

"You, you don't come here!"

Wu Yuxi was beaten once and knew how heavy Zhao Han was. She could not help but instinctively fear.

But she immediately realized that this time was different from the last time. Last time, she had nothing in her hand and had to protect her child. She had to be beaten passively.

"Believe it or not, I'll strangle her!"

Wu Yuxi immediately put his hand on wake-up's neck. The child was frail and delicate. Originally, she was much weaker than other babies of the same age. Now she picked it up with one hand and shook it gently like catkins in the wind.

Can't see, can hear, Meng Zhiyu thought of this vicious woman is torturing his daughter, he wanted to kill her.

Anger and fear made her body tremble, but suddenly a very low smile came from her ear, which was very inappropriate.

"She's holding your daughter, and you're holding her son? It's a big deal. One life for another. Her child's life is not as good as your child's, but it's almost the same. "

At such a time, Mu Jingyi could still laugh, and said this kind of angry words.

But he did remind Meng Zhiyu.

Yes, if Wu Yuxi is hurt and wakes up, it will make her feel the same!

This thought, Meng Zhiyu subconsciously hugged the baby in his arms.

But she immediately gave up that terrible idea, how could she be as terrible as Wu Yuxi, and even take the child as a tool for revenge!

No matter how hateful she is, should the child lying in her arms die?

It seems to feel her uneasiness. Zhao Han and Wu Yuxi's children open their eyes. He reaches out a little finger, hooks a button on Meng Zhiyu's body, yawns and goes on sleeping.

When the adults are at war, the children sleep peacefully.

It's like two worlds.

"Bitch, you can do anything for the old man's money!"

Zhao Han is still cursing. He doesn't care about Wu Yuxi's threat just now. He is approaching her step by step.

"Zhao Han!"

Fu Jinxing is very angry. He calls Zhao Han and his son, but he just wants to delay time. He didn't intend that Wu Yuxi would be able to remember his old love. Now he can't sit back and watch the two dogs turn over.

Just about to catch up, someone pressed his shoulder: "wake up in her hand."

The voice was still light, with a hint of schadenfreude.

Fu Jinxing heard that the anger he had just pressed down could not help burning more vigorously. He subconsciously waved his hand, "roll!"

Mujingyi is not angry, but smile: "care is chaos."

Although the four words are light, for Fu Jinxing, they are just like enlightening.

Yes, Wu Yuxi is crazy. Maybe she will be killed by mistake. Wake up.

Don't Feng qianrou and Du wanqiu have mental problems that caused the tragedy?

Although it has been so long, Fu Jinxing still has a sense of purpose for what happened that day.

He stopped and stayed where he was.

Zhao Han is angry. No matter whose child Wu Yuxi is holding in his arms, he approaches her step by step, and the expression on his face becomes more and more ferocious.

"Smelly girl!"

He scolded, just about to stretch out his hand to drag Wu Yuxi out of the corner, a baby's hum suddenly rang out, Zhao Han was the nearest, stunned for a moment.

The face that Wu Yuxi hid behind him showed half of it. The hand holding her little body was still, but the other hand could not be seen.

She said: "do you want to kill Fu Jinxing's daughter?"

With that, wake up and snort like a mosquito.

Seeing that Zhao Han didn't dare to move forward, Wu Yuxi also let go. He simply stood up and sideways to let others see that he had a knife in his hand.

The tip of the knife has been poked to wake up on the back, she wore a yellow baby clothes, it has been stained with a lot of blood.

No wonder, always do not cry do not wake up issued two voices in succession, even if she is no longer sensitive to the reaction of the outside world, sharp knife to extremely delicate skin, is also painful.

Fu Jinxing's eyes suddenly widened, and his teeth even clucked.

"It's no use rushing up now."

Mu Jingyi smacks his mouth as if watching the excitement. He turns to see Meng Zhiyu's white face, trembling lips, and his unstable body.

Fortunately, she couldn't see, and there was a trace of pity in his heart.