"My God, you only walked for a few days, and I lost weight?"
Fu Siyang said, "I've lost weight."
"joke."
Fu Siyang kissed her on the face, let go of her, and pulled the quilt to cover her, "Go to sleep, sleep."
"I'm not sleepy." Ah, she thought he was so boring.
As soon as she came back, she had to let her sleep.
Isn't she just pregnant, why doesn't she even have the freedom to sleep when
Fu Siyang said: "You are not sleepy, the baby needs to sleep."
Yu'er said: "Your biology is all white, he is a cell now, knows how to sleep?"
"… "
However, the two still slept.
No way, I understand how he felt when he just became a father.
…
At the end of December, it was Fu Jingyu's birthday.
Fu Chun prepared a birthday present for his father. After thinking for a long time, he chose to knit a sweater for him.
In this day and age, if he can still come up with such an idea, Gu Feng is also convinced.
"Are you sure, you play this every day, your classmates won't laugh at you?" At noon, Fu Chun was sitting on the sofa, Gu Feng came over and complained to her.
Fu Chun said, "No way."
She looked at Huo Yanxi who was sitting there and asked, "Brother Yanxi, can you joke?"
"He's not your classmate."
"We are a school."
"He's licking a dog, it doesn't count."
"..." Fu Chun said, "Brother Gu Feng, you are too much. You are not allowed to say that to him."
"Yo, you are still protecting your shortness." Gu Feng smiled, looking at the sweater she had knitted a few times in her hand, "You sure, can you knit it?"
"I definitely can." Fu Chun insisted, "I did my homework."
"… "
"I heard that my mother knitted a scarf for my father before, and my father liked it."
"Your mother is as boring as you are."
"Who's bored?" Ye Fanxing walked down.
Seeing her, Gu Feng said with a guilty conscience, "Auntie Ye."
"Looking for a fight." Ye Fanxing gave him a fierce look and walked away.
Recently, Fu Jingyu's birthday is coming, and the family is very busy.
Ye Fanxing has been in poor health recently, and the weather is cold now. She doesn't want to prepare for this, but Fu Jingyu has many friends.
Not ready, not very good.
Fu Chun continued to weave the towel, while Huo Yanxi tied the wool for her.
Gu Feng glanced at these two fools and was speechless.
Although he likes Fu Chun, he realizes that if he wants to be more like a dog than Huo Yanxi, he will definitely not be able to do it.
So he was resigned.
After he left, Huo Yanxi looked at Fu Chun.
She is serious and looks very cute.
He likes her that way.
I like two homes, which is magnified in my heart, and then slowly becomes hot.
He retracted his gaze, a little afraid to continue looking at her.
Recently, there has always been a thought in his mind, which is getting stronger and stronger.
I always felt that I had something to say to her.
…
"Oh, I'm so annoying! Another stitch is missing here." Fu Chun dismantled the sweater he had just knitted very depressedly.
Huo Yanxi looked at her and saw that she had a terrible headache.
He continued to help her with the yarn, watching her continue to knit.
After knitting like this for a few days, the sweater was not finished. Fu Chun finally gave up, changed his mind and decided to knit gloves.
She looked at Huo Yanxi and found that he was more patient than herself and was always by her side.
She said, "Brother Yanxi."
"Um."
"How about I knit you gloves?"
"..." He looked at her, somewhat surprised, "When?"
"Wait until I knit Dad's first."
"it is good."
She said, "But when will I be able to weave."
"..." He laughed.
Fu Chun was tired of weaving and felt that he really didn't have this cell, so he leaned over and leaned on him a little depressed. .
(Continue to ask for monthly tickets, the end of the month, one is worth two, it is a waste not to vote)
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