Chapter 573 Hugging Her Waist

  She knew that Fu Yixing had a very serious habit of cleanliness. It was so messy and messy that Fu Yixing must not be used to it.

  Fu Yixing's eyes behind the gold-framed glasses were indifferent, and his slender, straight legs stepped towards Lu Wanchu, "It's still early, I'll accompany you to take a look."

  Lu night early, "..."

  No need, thank you so much.

  Lu Wanchu didn't say this sentence. He glanced at Fu Yixing, then retracted his gaze and walked into the alley alley with A Li.

  The alley leading to Ali’s home is not narrow, because he was born a long time, the ground is a bit uneven, the trash cans are placed at the corners, and in the dark, there is a faint strange smell in the air.

  The more you walk inside, the more ugly Fu Yixing's face becomes.

  Lu Wanchu looked back, Fu Yixing pretended to be calm again, as if he did not show any disgust.

  She was secretly happy, staring at him, her lips twitched slightly.

  The man's aggressive appearance is very good-looking.

  The alley is a bit long, with several turns, the darker you go as you go inside.

  On the wall, a black cat jumped down.

  Lu Wanchu and Ali only felt that a black shadow jumped down, and they retreated subconsciously.

  Fu Yixing stepped forward and hugged Lu Wanchu's waist, "Be careful."

  Lu Wanchu got hot on his waist, looked back at Fu Yixing, and hummed softly.

  The black cat glanced back at a few people, and walked away proudly.

   "There are a lot of stray cats here."

  Ali smiled embarrassedly, and continued to walk forward.

  Two rows of houses appeared in the alley, A Li stopped in front of a bungalow, his eyes were red, suppressing his emotions.

  There is no light in the bungalow, maybe there are no people living in it, or the people in the house are already asleep.

  Lu Wanchu stood behind A Li, stretched out his hand and patted A Li's shoulder, comforting silently.

  Ali turned around and smiled reluctantly, "Perhaps, my dad has moved away."

  Quiet alley, Ah Li's voice gradually disappeared.

  Lu Wanchu looked up and said, "Why don't we go back first and ask again tomorrow."

  Ali looked at her door, finally nodded, and was about to turn around. A familiar cough came from the house.

  A squeezed, and took a few steps forward in disbelief, stretched out his hand to knock on the door, and dropped his hand in fear.

   "Dad definitely doesn't want to see me."

  Ali clenched his hands, very nervous, raised his foot and walked towards the beginning of the night.

  Lu Wanchu Liu frowned, crossed Ali, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

   "Who?"

   A slightly sleepy voice sounded, followed by a few more coughs.

  A middle-aged man in the house dressed himself and opened the door. His eyes fell on the three people at the door. The moment he saw A Li, the middle-aged man's complexion changed and his face sank.

  Ali saw his father at a glance, but he hadn't seen him in a few years. He had a lot of vicissitudes and wrinkles between his eyebrows and eyes.

  The moment he saw her, his father was obviously upset.

   "Sorry, I just want to come and see you."

  Ali lowered his head, retracted his gaze, and turned back disappointed.

  Father Duan coughed vigorously, trying to speak because he was ill and coughed and was temporarily unable to speak.

  Ali was very worried, turned around and stopped, quickly stepped forward and patted Duan's father on the chest, "Dad, why are you sick? Have you taken medicine?"

  Father Duan raised his head coldly and looked at A Li, stopped coughing, "I thought you won't be back in your whole life, so what do you do when you come back now?"

  Father Duan is still hating, but it is not Ali who hates him, but himself.

  After learning that she didn't know where to go, he had gone to Shen's house to make trouble, but it was a pity that he returned without success.

  (End of this chapter)