The group pet goblin will not die

Chapter 691 The Bastard Son Is Too Unreal

Chapter 691 The Bastard Son Is Too Shameful

Fu Duji: "What color do you like for stage lighting?"

She: "Whatever you want, you can decide."

Quan Qiao looked at the chat records and scratched her hair.

Hmm... In fact, he didn't care too much before. He always felt that everything was okay and casual. On the contrary, Fu Yi cared about her very much.

But this care was broken just because her two words to comfort Mu Yang were broken...

When she came to the medical research room to put down her body and stalk her, Fu Yi still doubted her character and thought she was careless?
Calm down and think about it, not only Fu Yi needs to calm down, but she also needs to calm down these days.

She can't take the detour of her mother, and can't entrust her life to a man who doubts her casually...

Quan Qiao didn't send any message, she put down her phone and closed her eyes to sleep.

Maybe it was because she was worrying too much, she slept uneasy and had nightmares again.

In the dream, the potbellied Mu Jingya was walking barefoot in the snow and ice, her clothes were extremely ragged.

She was a little mentally abnormal, talking to herself while walking, crazy, and people passing by saw her and all detoured.

But she was immersed in her own world, stroking her round belly while muttering:

"Baby... You must be born safely. If you are a girl, please promise your mother...don't be as stupid as your mother...don't be easily deceived by men...promise your mother..."

The voice kept echoing in my ears like a curse.

Quan Qiao sat up on the bed suddenly, her face was pale, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

She glanced at the room, then gradually calmed down, opened the door and walked out.

The living room of the Fu family villa.

Fu Mocheng was lying on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket.

The TV suddenly made a very small "ding" sound.

This is a system he designed, but whenever someone's activity is detected, it will be reminded.

Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes and sat up.

On the screen, Quan Qiao was wearing black suspender pajamas, walking out from the direction of the bedroom.

There was a sneer on Fu Mocheng's lips.

Heh, is it finally time to act in the middle of the night?
On the contrary, he can afford to spend time and has ulterior motives!

Of course...

Quan Qiao just walked into the kitchen and poured a glass of warm water.

She walked to the sofa and sat down, staring at the scenery outside the transparent glass window.

In the usual unruly figure, there is a loneliness that no one has ever seen in the past.

I don't know how long she looked out of the window, she suddenly put the warm water in her hand aside, and spit out a dirty word:
"anxious!"

Then, he got up and went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of red wine, opened the lid and sat on the sofa, and drank it by himself.

Quan Qiao originally wanted to drink warm water, she wanted to take care of herself and not let Mu Jingya's spirit in heaven worry.

But tonight I was inexplicably irritable, thinking of the words in the dream, thinking of the way Fu Yi looked at her at night.

She knew that as long as she was willing to bow her head now, both of them could start over.

Can……

"How annoying! Kill me!"

Love is too much torture.

Quan Qiao raised her head and took another sip of wine.

Fu Mocheng in front of the sofa watched, his eyes darkened and darkened.

Quan Qiao actually woke up to drink at night?And that thin figure made him feel distressed just by looking at it.

I always feel that she has endless stories to tell...

As for the other small monitoring field of view, although Fu Yi suffered from insomnia, he finally fell asleep now.

Fu Mocheng could see his fist, damn it!

How can a big man let his woman drink alone at night?

This bastard son is too outrageous!
Fu Mocheng picked up the phone and dialed Fu Yi directly.

(End of this chapter)

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