Chapter 859 The so-called white moonlight, a disguised stimulus late in the evening

The day after Fu Chen and Song Feng got married late, they gathered together for dinner. Just after talking about Yan Shaochen going out on a date, Fu Yu, who was originally held in Yu Manxi’s arms, suddenly waved his arms and screamed towards Xiao Yan Xiansen. Squeaky.

   "Xiao Chi, Xiao Yu is greeting you." Song Fengwan looked at Yan Chi to his side.

  He was sitting on a children’s chair, trying to learn to eat with children’s chopsticks, but couldn’t hold it anyway, and finally grabbed a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth.

  Xiao Yan Xiansen did not speak.

  This embarrassed the Yan family.

   "Xiao Chi, don't be rude." Qiao Aiyun frowned, what's the matter with this child.

   "Yeah--" Fu Yu also waved his little hand at him.

   "It seems that Xiao Yu quite likes him." Yu Manxi smiled, adjusted his posture, and hugged his daughter.

  Xiao Yan Xiansen just raised his head and glanced diagonally across, "I know she is saying hello to me."

   "Then why are you ignoring people?" Qiao Aiyun looked cold, ready to go back to the house and train him.

  As a result, Xiao Yan Xiansen said directly: "They are liars! I don't want to talk to liars."

   "Strictly, impolite!" Yan Wangchuan frowned, the bear kid said something nonsense.

  Yu Manxi did not expect that the child held such a grudge, a few months ago, she still remembers what happened to this day, but this made her very embarrassed.

   "Actually, I didn't deliberately lie to you back then, at that time..." Yu Manxi wanted to explain to him.

  However, the conversation at the time was a misunderstanding caused by two people's understanding. When he said this to a child, he was afraid that he would not understand. Yu Manxi was wringing his eyebrows, considering his words.

   "I know, you adults have reasons for doing something wrong."

  Xiao Yan Xiansen lowered his head to eat and said to himself.

  Yu Manxi lowered his head, pretending to tease his daughter to hide his embarrassment.

  Fu Sinian squinted his eyes and looked at the little guy opposite.

  In fact, that’s good, the Yan family will celebrate the New Year in Beijing this year, lest he always run to his home.

  But the fact is not as he thought...

  Yu Manxi didn’t want to leave a bad impression on Xiao Yan Xiansen. After eating, he deliberately took candy to "please" him. This is the case for children. One candy is not good, so two...

  Xiao Yan Xiansen was eating her food, so naturally he stopped mentioning it.

  "Are you not angry anymore? I didn't mean to lie to you before. My sister is too young to walk. I really don't worry about letting her go with you."

   "I know." Xiao Yan Xiansen licked the candy, leaving the matter behind.

  "Would you like to play with me at home later?" Yu Manxi sent out an invitation.

   Looking back, Fu Shen, Yan's family and others are going to start sending their relatives and friends away from Beijing. They are probably very busy, and they certainly won't take care of him.

   "Can you?" Xiao Yan Xiansen's eyes lit up when he heard that he was going to drop by.

  Fu Sinian, who was sitting on one side, narrowed his eyes, why his wife likes to lead wolves into the room so much.

"of course can."

   "I'll talk to my mother." Xiao Yan Xiansen immediately smiled and ran to Qiao Aiyun.

  The result is that when Fu Sinian's family of three left the hotel, they also brought a small tail. Because of the snow last night, Xiao Yan Xiansen went to bed early last night and stayed in the hotel. He didn't know what was going on outside.

  He was born in Nanjiang, where there may not be snow for ten years, and he is naturally new to this.

  As soon as he arrived in the software park community, he ran out of the car to play in the snow, making him dirty, and Fu Sinian took a bath for him in the end.

  He never thought that on the second day of his third uncle’s wedding, he would serve his brother-in-law at home.

  Someone took a shower and came up with the bathroom before putting on clothes, which caused Fu Sinian to have a terrible headache.

  There is still a girl in their family. Why does this kid jump up and down with bare buttocks? Is it exhibitionism?

  However, his family didn't have any clothes to change for him, so he could only let him wear a small inner inner, wrapped in a bath towel, and leaned against the radiator.

Yu Manxi had washed his clothes and was drying them. Fu Sinian was about to bring him clothes and wear them. He saw Xiao Yan Xiansen leaning on the sofa to watch cartoons, playing cats, and teasing him from time to time like a little master. The daughter lying in the cradle.

  Too busy!

  **

the other side

  Fu Shen and Song Feng met some of their relatives and friends who stayed in the hotel last night, and finally sent Hu Xinyue and Miao Yating to the airport and high-speed railway station to catch their breath.

   "Tired?" When the red light returned, Fu Chen tilted his head to look at the person who was resting on the seat and was sighing.

   "Unexpectedly, getting married is so tiring."

  When I think about it, there may be a ceremony, and then everyone eats a meal together, but reality tells her that there are too many trivial things to worry about.

   "It's over." Fu Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair.

   "I don't know what happened to their date?" Song Fengwan took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yan Shaochen.

  But the other party made a call.

   "...Well, my side is over, how is your progress?"

   "No progress, I have come back."

  "Didn't have dinner together?"

  "She said that she had something in the middle, and suddenly left. I think she didn't mean anything to me, then I would definitely not be boring, so I came back."

  Yan Shaochen is a man who knows how to take measures. He really thinks that the girl he saw at the wedding banquet yesterday is nice, gentle and elegant, decent, beautiful and knows how to advance and retreat. It is hard for a girl like this to not make people feel good.

   But if people are boring to him, he wouldn’t cheek up and go up.

   "That's true." Song Fengwan still felt a pity.

  She was stretching her hand and rubbing her neck. Yesterday, she was very tight, for fear that her waist might not be straight or her demeanor. Today, her bones are all soft, and the phone is turned on with hands-free amplification.

  Fu Chen could also hear the dialogue between the two clearly.

  They have no secrets, and nothing to hide.

  Song Fengwan pursed his mouth helplessly. Sometimes when people come into contact with people, the relationship between eyes is really important. The girl looks comfortable at first glance. If she can marry Yan's family, it will be very good.

   "Then you are at the hotel now?"

   "Well, I met a kind person and took a ride."

  "A good-hearted person?" Song Fengwan frowned. Yan Shaochen should have no friends in the capital, right.

   "Mr. Jiang, whom I met at the wedding banquet yesterday, he happened to be going to work near the hotel, so he took me back. I took a taxi in the province. It is not easy to take a taxi in Beijing."

  Song Fengwan chatted with him a few more words at random before hanging up the phone.

  But I heard a low laugh from someone beside me.

   Glorious, but also meaningful.

   "What are you laughing at?" Song Fengwan looked dazed.

   "Jiang Duanyan sent him back?"

   "Well, I said it was a chance encounter, so Big Brother Jiang will drop him back to the hotel." Song Fengwan respected Jiang Duanyan in his heart, whether he was acting or acting.

   "Encounter!"

   Fu Shen smiled.

   "Do you know her? Or are you familiar with her?" The girl is a relative of Fu's family, and Song Fengwan naturally has this question.

   "I'm not familiar, just know a friend of mine and be the best man."

  "Information?" Song Fengwan and Fu Chen's two best men are not very familiar, because they do not develop in the capital.

   "Well, when I invited him to dinner that day, I called this girl up. It was the first time I saw her at that time."

  Song Feng nodded late, and was about to send a message to comfort Yan Shaochen, when he heard a sentence from the person beside him.

   "She may be Jiang Duanyan hiding and holding a mysterious person..."

  Song Fengwan's fingers trembled, "Brother Jiang's? That cinnabar mole?"

   Fu Shen chuckled, don’t everyone say that the one who never forgets is Bai Yueguang? Why did it get into her mouth? It was a cinnabar mole.

   "So you said, Jiang Duanyan appeared here, what chance would it be?"

   Song Fengwan bit his lip, "Did I kindly do something bad?"

  Fu Shen didn't mention anything to her from the beginning to the end. She really didn't know what was going on. She just thought that the girl was good, and the fat and water didn't flow into the field of outsiders.

  Furthermore, at the wedding banquet last night, she took Yan Shaochen over, and when she introduced them to them, Jiang Er Shao was still the second fool with an exaggerated expression, but she didn’t take it to heart, and Jiang Duanyan...

  Nothing unusual at all.

  Fu Shen Qingchao, "It is possible that a good thing has been done."

"Ok?"

   "At least someone is still thinking about it, and he's starting to move." Fu Chenmo stalked the steering wheel, and based on his understanding of Jiang Duanyan, he definitely couldn't sit still.

   "Then he sent the young minister home?" Song Fengwan bit his lip. "He shouldn't be halfway, give him..."

   "Killing people and killing people, by the way, come to destroy the corpses?" Fu Chen smiled lightly.

  When did his daughter-in-law become so cute.

  What kind of mess is in my mind.

   "He sent Yan Shaochen back, probably just to make sure that he won't go back to look for the girl again. I guess he asked for a wave of information by the way."

   "When you called him, Jiang Duanyan was definitely nearby."

   "Hearing this kind of content, my heart must have relaxed a bit."

  Song Fengwan is speechless and secretly slanders:

  Old men chasing their wives, are they so boring?

  No wonder the wife ran away.

  However, she thought that the two might be related. Sitting at a table, there was no interaction during the whole process, and she took a deep breath. It was absolutely amazing.

   "Brother, are they married?"

  At that time, Jiang Duanyan refused to be the best man of Jinghanchuan, and seemed to be married.

   "I don't know." Fu Shen didn't like to inquire about other people's private affairs, and Jiang Er Shao's mouth was so tightly sealed, Jiang Duanyan definitely didn't want anyone to know about it, he couldn't make inquiries deliberately.

   "In fact, Big Brother Jiang is a nice person, and it would be great if we can find happiness soon."

  Song Fengwan is happy at this time, and hopes everyone around him will have a good life.

   Fu Shen tilted his head to look at her, "You just have to worry about yourself now, and don't worry about other things."

"I know."

  Song Fengwan touched his belly.

   "By the way, did you have an appointment for the check-up a year ago?"

"Yeah." Fu Chen nodded, "Didn't you say that staying at home is a bit boring? I don't like to watch the books and videos I bought for you. I signed up for a pregnancy course for you, and I will start the class after the next year. , Will teach you many things you need to pay attention to during pregnancy and after delivery."

  Song Fengwan was dumbfounded, she just said casually.

  Who would like to go to class with a stomach full.

  But Song Fengwan also really went there, and then...

  Because of skipping class on the first day, the teacher called her husband to the office!

   Fu Shen may not have thought of it in his life, one day he will be preached by the teacher because his wife is skipping class.

  The update has started. Yesterday, Xiaoxiang’s comments exceeded 40,000, so happy (*^▽^*)

   Yesterday, I said I asked everyone to leave me a message about the extras, and then...

  I can understand that thinking of Jiang Dashao and a group of small buns.

  Why are there still people thinking about a certain big guy’s extravaganza [face cover], you are the old, middle-aged and young generations and don’t let it go.

  If you have ideas, you can continue to leave a message, right?

  (End of this chapter)