The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

After eating, Mu Changying leaned against the man's broad and warm embrace, smacking her lips contentedly.

Xu ate too much, and her belly swelled up.

That bulging appearance, especially like a small ball.

"Clap clap-"

Mu Changying stretched out her small hand and patted her belly, making a crisp sound.

"Yingbao, don't shoot it."

Rong Luyuan clasped her small wrist with a worried expression, "What if the shot hurts?"

Hearing this, she froze in place, as if a current was swept through her heart, and she felt numb and warm.

Mu Changying covered her delicate lips with one hand, and laughed softly, "A Yuan, I'm very careful, it won't hurt."

Look, this peerless good man belongs to her alone.

She has depended on him for the rest of her life, she will stick to him tightly, hug him, and put him in bed...

"Buzz-"

The phone vibrated suddenly, Rong Luyuan took out the phone from his pocket, and gently slid the screen with his slender fingers like jade carvings to unlock it.

[Come on, I'll be waiting for you at home. 】

He put the phone back in his pocket, picked up Mu Changying and walked towards the second floor.

He kicked open the door of the room, put her on the bed, and carefully covered her with a quilt.

"Yingbao go to bed, I'll be back soon."

"If you run away again, I'll tie you to my waistband."

Mu Changying showed a small head, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Well, I see. Yingying will obediently stay at home and warm you up."

Her misty eyes were full of sincerity, and her long and thick eyelashes were flashing.

The whole person is cute and soft, but any man will be cute by her.

"Yingbao, I will give you hundreds of millions of family assets, and I will also give you my happiness. I just ask that you can warm me up for a lifetime of bedding."

With a solemn and pious expression, Rong Luyuan leaned down and placed a kiss on her smooth forehead.

Dragonfly touches the water and leaves at a touch.

He gave her a deep look, then turned and walked out the door.

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Fu family.

"Are you that hungry and thirsty, fighting with blood, don't you want your arms?"

The man who spoke was wearing a large white coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

It seems to be gentle, but when you complain about someone, you don't know what it means to be merciful.

"At least I still have someone to fight with blood, unlike you, a man in his late 30s, who is still a loner."

The flesh on Rong Luyuan's shoulders was blurred, and the blood kept dripping down, and the room was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"…"

The movements in Fu Huaizheng's hands paused for a few seconds.

If this person hadn't been young, he would have been crippled by him now.

Forget it, don't get angry.

He took a deep breath and treated Rong Luyuan's wound in a smooth manner.

"When will you bring out that little treasure that was hidden in your golden house for everyone to meet?"

"Everyone is very curious, what kind of fairy is that girl, who can fascinate you."

This young man, who has always been unfeminine, fell in love with a little girl at first sight without knowing what kind of poison he was poisoned with a year ago.

If it was another woman, she would have been so excited that she couldn't sleep.

But the woman didn't know what to do and wanted to run away again and again.

Rong Luyuan guarded the group like a thief. So far, he never let them see the woman.

"She is my daughter-in-law, why should I show it to you?"

In the process of dealing with the wound, Rong Luyuan didn't say a word, as if he didn't feel any pain.

"Rong Xiaoer, you are really promising."

Fu Huaizheng's gentle eyes flashed a bit of dim light, and wickedly, he tied an angry bow when bandaging the wound.

"I won't stay any more. My daughter-in-law warms the bed for me at home."

Rong Luyuan put on his coat, tightly fastened the button to the last one, and then lifted his foot to walk out the door.

Fu Huaizheng's eyes twitched slightly.

"Brothers are like clothes, and daughters-in-law are ribs."

"Clothes can be broken or thrown away, but the daughter-in-law should not be thrown away."

When Rong Luyuan walked to the door, his footsteps stopped for a while.

He turned around and glanced at his brother who grew up together, "When you have a daughter-in-law, you will understand this."

The offensive power of these words was overwhelming, and Fu Huaizheng's gentle face was stained with a little anger.

"Damn, it's too much, bullying me to be single?"