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Chapter 280 Lend me half a couch (1)
Lu Wang thought he had escaped a catastrophe, but when he went upstairs, his father followed him.

He avoided his father, but his father followed him. He turned his head and frowned like Lu Cunyu: "What on earth do you want to do? Follow me all the time."

Lu Cunyu was amused by his son: "Son, tell me what you have done honestly, you have to believe that Jiang is still old and spicy."

Lu Wang was pouted when he saw his mother go upstairs.

"Mom doesn't know yet?" Lu Wang raised his head and asked.

Lu Cunyu nodded: "I don't know yet."

Lu Wang made up his mind, and immediately said, "If we have something to say, we'll talk to you in your study."

Lu Cunyu nodded, yes.

Jiang Man went upstairs, of course he didn't know what the father and son were talking about.

In the study, Lu Cunyu heard what happened from his son.

Lu Wang took out the booklet from his schoolbag. He meant that the teacher wronged him. The booklet was bitten by Fifteen before it could be written. What can he do if Fifteen bites it? When I snatched it back from Shiwu's mouth, the booklet was already torn, and I couldn't write or spell it. He said, "Dad, I really took tape to stick it. I gave up when I couldn't stick it together."

Lu Cunyu recalled that when he was a child, it seemed to be the same. He lied a lot, and all his IQ was used to deal with teachers and parents. His father and grandpa didn't care about him, no one knew, and he lied every time.

Fast forward a few decades, he still has the memory of himself as a child in his mind, and in a blink of an eye he is already a parent, but his father's love makes him not allow his son to lie.

Lu Cunyu looked at his son with a look of reason: "Is that bitten by fifteen? It's obviously a stubble torn by hand."

Lu Wang picked up the brochure to read, and found that the stubble bitten and the stubble torn were not the same.

The father and son talked upstairs for a long time, and Lu Cunyu said so earnestly that his parents did all the work alone, for fear that his wife would reach out and beat the disobedient boy.

Lu Wang agreed very well, saying Dad, I will never do this again.

A week later, I received another call from the teacher.

This time it was not Lu Cunyu who answered, but Jiang Man. When Lu Cunyu came home, his son was crying.

Lu Cunyu comforted Jiang Man, and then took his son upstairs to ask about the situation.

The son held the homework book in his hand and said, "Dad, my homework book was really broken by fifteen. I didn't lie. If you don't believe me, look at the stubble."

Lu Cunyu took the homework book, indeed, the small book really sucks this time.

After sitting down, he looked at his son and remembered what Jiang Man said when he returned to the room last night. Jiang Man said: "What is your son doing? He is squatting in your study with a small book and biting his teeth. Who are you angry with? Go and see, and let him not bite his teeth."

When Lu Cunyu went, his son must have finished biting it, but he didn't see anything.

So, this book is the masterpiece of my son last night?
Lu Cunyu couldn't help lamenting once again the strength of the genes between father and son, which is really biological.

After Jiang Man's wedding.

Xia Weiyi has been wearing Feng Yuan's tie all the time. She checked and found that the price of this tie is around [-]-[-].

Xia Weiyi knew that Feng Yuan was not a very rich man, and buying this tie was considered extravagant, he couldn't compare with Lu Cunyu Jiang Sinian and the others.

She loves his ordinaryness, she loves his lack of money, and she loves his rigidity and stubbornness.

Isn't it a little too generous for him to tie a tie with a price of about [-] to [-] yuan for her to tie her chest like this?In the city of Qingcheng, how can an ordinary man with a monthly salary of several thousand yuan be willing to give away a tie that costs around [-] to [-] yuan?Xia Xia never thinks about "he is generous, he has a good heart, he doesn't care about such extraneous things", Xia Xia only wants to imagine it, because it is for her to tie her breasts, so he is willing to do so.

During the year of knowing him, she persisted through blindly comforting herself.

One Friday, Xia Weiyi received a series of reminders from her mother before she got off work.

Xia Xia picked up her bag and walked out of the office, and gestured to the assistant, which meant that she was leaving first. The assistant smiled sweetly and nodded.

After entering the elevator, Xia Xia picked up the phone and said, "Master, I will leave the company soon. This time it's true. Don't rush."

Xia Xia's mother ordered: "Don't play tricks with me. If you don't get home by six o'clock, see how I will deal with you later!"

"Yes, yes, don't worry, okay?" Xia Xia pressed the hang up button helplessly.

Xia Weiyi is 28 years old this year, 27 years old. At this time, when people ask her how old she is, she will either say 27, or just say how many years she was born, especially unwilling to say 28 years old.

Since she was 25 years old, Xia Weiyi has never stopped being introduced to someone, but the men she actually meets are few, and she would watch them in the past. Her dream is to take care of her husband and have children, and live that kind of boring life.

On the road of blind dates, only one soldier was almost successful. Later, she broke up because she was afraid that she would not be able to become a military wife.

The irony is that now she can't help but fall in love with Feng Yuan, a man whose life is not much better than that of a military wife after marriage.

Feng Yuan is 37 years old, so old.

Feng Yuan has no house or car, so poor.

Feng Yuan has a bad temper, rigid and stubborn, and has flaws all over his body.

The best thing about Feng Yuan's appearance is that he looks good, his body proportions are excellent, and his body quality is also top-notch. After all, he was a soldier, and he exercises every day.

Xia Weiyi went to the underground parking lot, got in the car, and put down her bag.

The corners of Xia Xia's mouth curled up when she put on her seat belt. She thought, it feels so wonderful to fall in love with someone. When she was in high school, college, or work, she had so many boyfriend standards and husband standards in her heart. Now Feng Yuan Here, except for being handsome, all the other standards seem to be invalidated automatically, and Feng Yuan does not meet other standards.

Xia Weiyi didn't go home, and used the excuse of a traffic jam to argue with her mother, delaying the time.

Mom called several times to ask her where she was, but she didn't answer.

Xia Xia didn't want to have a blind date, but she couldn't refuse her mother's arrangement. The queen mother's temper was not as good as that of Jiang Man's mother Chen Ru.

After being stuck in a traffic jam, Xia Xia finally arrived in the city center. Xia Xia parked the car at the entrance of the cafe, went in and ordered a cup of coffee, took out her laptop and started surfing the Internet.

Chat with college classmates, follow serial dramas.

Xia Xia didn't dare to embarrass her mother too much, so she sent back a short message after a while.

It was already seven o'clock, and Xia Xia sent a text message saying: Mother and Empress, let Uncle Zhao and his son wait a little longer, why don't my dad drink with them?My car had a flat tire, and I couldn't get a taxi. I was so anxious.

After posting, Xia Xia always felt that something was wrong, picked up the phone and took a closer look, her fingers began to tremble: Mrs. Queen, you actually typed like Mrs. Bitch!

Xia Xia wants to return the text message, but there is no such function at all?
Nervously put away the notebook, picked up Bao Xiaxia and was about to leave.

Or go home and get punished.

But as soon as she got up, the phone rang. Xia Xia exhaled, picked it up, and said with a very good attitude: "Mom, I'll be home soon."

"Xia Weiyi, you don't have to come back to this house anymore!" Mom roared angrily.

Xia Xia glanced at her phone, and her mother actually hung up.

Leaving the cafe with her heart pounding, Xia Xia put down her notebook and bag in the car.

Sitting in the driver's seat, she called her father and whispered to her father that she must comfort her mother, say good things for her daughter, speak more, and don't stop talking until her lips are worn out.

When Feng Yuan came back from drinking with his friends, he saw a white car parked downstairs.

It was already dark, but he still chose to go upstairs.

Xia Xia stood at the door of Feng Yuan's house. Xia Xia got his house key before and often came to help him tidy up the room, but then he took it back for some reason.

Xia Xia believes that although they seldom met each other at that time, the two of them tacitly wanted to develop.

Seeing Feng Yuan come back, Xia Xia said awkwardly: "I made my mother angry, and was kicked out by my mother. Feng Yuan, lend me half a bed tonight."

"Why did you get kicked out?" he asked.

Xia Xia spoke and explained briefly.

Feng Yuan walked towards her, opened the door, and said impersonally, "Go to sleep in the hotel."

Xia Xia ignored him, and after he opened the door, Xia Xia followed him in.

Treating it as her own home, Xia Xia put down her bag, took off her high heels, put her notebook on the coffee table, nestled in the sofa and turned on the TV to watch.

Expecting Feng Yuan to take the initiative to talk to her is more difficult than reaching heaven.

He went to smoke, he went to the bathroom, he went to the kitchen, he went to the bathroom... Xia Xia just kept staring at his tall figure, feeling suddenly sentimental.

Many people say that in love, a man needs to take the initiative to be happy.

Xia Xia loves him and insists that he will be the beloved in her life. He is cold on the outside, but not cold on the inside.

In a flash, she has persisted for a year, and every time she wanted to give up, Xia Xia would look for happy examples of women chasing men successfully, to cheer and cheer herself up.

Feng Yuan slept on the sofa that night, and Xia Xia slept in his bedroom.

Xia Xia smelled his smell on the couch and pillow, and liked it very much.

Xia Xia sighed, a 37-year-old man... he must be considered a late adult, why is he so restless, Xia Xia hopes that he will be a mess, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.But I thought in my heart, I don’t know if he slept in the living room, and then I scolded myself in my heart, I deserved not going to bed early, you made a fool of yourself and like a piece of wood, who is to blame.

In the first half of the night, there was nothing wrong with each other, and in the second half of the night, Xia Xia opened the bedroom door by drinking water.

It was found that Feng Yuan seemed to be smoking, and there were sparks flickering in his place in the living room.

"You haven't slept yet?" Xia Xia had already slept contentedly.

She walked over, and the sofa he slept on was newly bought by her, and she just stuffed it into his house, mainly for the convenience of staying overnight at his house.

Feng Yuan had a cigarette between his fingers, and he asked her, "What are you insisting on?"

"When did you smoke again? Isn't it forbidden to smoke?" Xia Xia didn't dare to sit down, but felt a little uneasy.

Feng Yuan's eyes were shining with stars in the dark night, and his voice was suppressed: "I went out to buy it an hour ago, and I just started smoking again."

Xia Xia didn't speak. Fortunately, it was Heitian, and he couldn't see her frail and frightened appearance.

She still remembered the words he rejected her for the first time. On the way to send her home, he said a lot about his helplessness as a firefighter.

(End of this chapter)