Then there are Fu Tsai and song September. These four people can be regarded as the younger generation here. Of course, except for xiaobudianjinchen.

Bai Wan sighed, these children are really, a look at their husband, two people also stood up.

Fu Jiangsheng's eyes are red, and his family seldom get together like this. Moreover, he even has his granddaughter-in-law and great grandson. His daughter-in-law is excellent. His life has been completed, and he slowly stands up.

"Why don't you call me..."

He was about to say a few words when a voice came from his side. He turned his head and looked. Fu xueya, who was supposed to be upstairs, came down again. His face was full of anger.

"How can this historic cup clinking not have me? I just washed my face, and now I'm a bit sober. What I said is nonsense. You can't take it seriously."

She said so, has gone to the table, heroic to pour a glass for themselves.

The old man had no choice but to say something sensational. When he was interrupted, he forgot everything. He could only shake his head. Everyone drank with a smile and then sat down slowly.

The original one hour dinner party was forced to eat for several hours. During this period, the nanny warmed the food repeatedly, which was quiet and did not disturb the heart to heart conversation of several men on the table.

Jinchen is a child, has been sleeping in the past, fell in Ji Qiwu's arms, small mouth has been pumping.

I don't know what the men talked about and how long they talked about it. At last, song September was woken up by Fu Tsai vaguely. Before he could react, he was held by a princess, and then there was a big soft bed.

"I'll stay here tonight. I'll see my brother off tomorrow."

"Well."

She answered. She was so sleepy that she planned to go to sleep like this.

"Get up and take a bath."

Fu Tsai shakes the person to wake up, the bathroom has been put in the water, the temperature in the room has been adjusted, even if take off clothes will not be cold.

"OK."

Song September should be, continue to sleep in the past, until the flesh on his face was caught, only dissatisfied with opening his eyes.

"The mouth says good, but the body doesn't move. Song September, if you don't get up, I'll plant strawberries on your neck later to see how you can go down to meet people tomorrow morning."

Song September an excited spirit to wake up, struggling to take one side of the pajamas, mercilessly gouged out Fu Tsai, a cold hum, into the bathroom.

Fu Tsai some funny bow, wait until the other party in, just push open the balcony door to stand out.

It's very cold outside. The city of Los Angeles is the most prosperous and difficult city in China to survive. Every year, I don't know how many young people with dreams come here and leave in confusion.

In the past, he did not understand the so-called human fireworks, because he did not experience it. He was born standing on high, watching others in distress for their dreams and watching others struggle for their survival. He did not experience it, but he never laughed at and looked down on.

Later, when he met song in September, he went down to earth. Just tonight, he realized more about the fun of family and the significance of ordinary people's efforts. Because he had expectations and responsibilities, and there were people waiting at home, he worked so hard.

Although the city of Los Angeles is indifferent, it is full of opportunities everywhere, so there are so many people willing to come here.

In September of Song Dynasty, the heart seems to be softer.

He sighed and found that it was snowing again, and it was still heavy snow. Even the breath from his mouth turned into a cloud of white fog. As soon as he wanted to turn around to get his coat, he had already put on a piece of

on his body, and the warmth gradually came.

"In fact, I think Los Angeles is very beautiful. It is secular, prosperous, dark and bright. When I was in college, I always thought it was a city of intrigue, but now it is different

like Fu Tsai, its beauty lies in that it can make you meet someone who can change your life, such as Ji Qiwu, like me, such as Su Xiaoxiao, because I have experienced it and understood it, so I feel it

This city is very compassionate, at least let us ordinary little people no longer ordinary, also let you such a high-ranking young master to experience the fun of alley fireworks. "

Song's eyes drooped and leaned her elbow against the balcony railing. The snow was heavy outside. Occasionally, a few flowers floated in and fell on her palm, and then gradually melted.

Fu Tsai's eyes flashed. He reached out and touched her head. A faint "um" was heard. They did not speak any more. They stood like this for a while.

……

"Go in. Don't catch a cold."

It was not until he found that song's face was flushed with cold that he patted a few snowflakes on her shoulder, because she had a fever not long ago, and now she can't continue to toss about.

Song Jiujiu bared his teeth and laughed at her. Then he took his hand and pushed open the balcony door and went in.

She felt like she was holding the worldFu Tsai stretched out her hand and rubbed her face until it was warm. Then she took her to bed. They nestled together and went to sleep.

However, in another room, the atmosphere is completely different. Fu Chen's eyebrows are frowning all the time. Although he and Ji Qiwu have children, they share the same bed. That was seven years ago. My grandfather said that in order to break the embarrassment between them, he had to have a good talk tonight, so he rushed him over and called him to strive for a second child like jinchenyi >It's lovely.

As for brocade Chen this small light bulb, already coax past by grandfather.

When Ji Qiwu comes out from the bath, he sees someone with twisted eyebrows and puts the towel to the side.

"Husband, take a bath."

Fu Chen's whole body trembled and looked up at the other party. He was a soldier. He was like a general in the battlefield. He was awe inspiring when he took the gun. However, he had never been so close to any woman in these years. Besides, he was living in the same room. He was a little uncomfortable.

And what did this man just call him, husband?

Ji Qiwu opened the cupboard and found Fu Chen's Nightgown easily. He took it out and pressed it with an iron a little. Then he put it on the side of someone who was still struggling.

"Husband?"

She looked down at this man, really do not know what the other side is entangled in, two people are already equivalent to the state of marriage now, reaching out to pick his clothes.

"Ji Qiwu, you..."

Fu Chen's face is stiff, the moment of Leng God's clothes have been taken off most of the time, just like a mouse that has been trampled on its tail, it explodes instantly.

"Don't mess with me!"

Ji Qiwu raised eyebrows and sat directly on his lap. He took the other party's hand and put it on his chest.

"Honey, take a bath."

Fu Chen felt that his hands were burning and his eyes were flying. In fact, what he was most afraid of was women, so he stayed in the army as if he had fled for his life. After all, there were all the great men there

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