Ding Ergou's life as a hunter

Ding Ergou thought he was doing something secretly, but he ignored the child's IQ now. Just as he and Fu Pinqian were in full swing in the kitchen, a thin figure gradually approached the door of the kitchen, but there was no sound, because Miao

Miao didn't wear shoes at all.

After the three of them entered the door, Miaomiao went to her room to take off her clothes. She originally wanted to come out to help, but when she left the door of her bedroom, she found that there was no one in the living room, and the door of the kitchen was closed.

I wanted to go over and take a look, but I was afraid that my voice would alarm the people inside, so I went back to my room and took off my shoes. But when my feet hit the ground, I felt that the floor was very cold, so I found another pair of socks to put them on.

Then came to the door of the kitchen quietly.

At this moment, it was Fu Pin Qianling's resistance. She knew what she was doing when she heard it, and she blushed in an instant.

Where are you going, have you done a good meal? "

This shouting like Chun Lei crushed Ding Ergou and Fu Pinqian's lingering illusions.

"Go let me go, she is coming, soar,". Ding Ergou’s Hunting Life 287

"Promise me, promise me, I will let go of you, otherwise I will always hold you like this, I will not be afraid of her."

"We are in the kitchen, give you dumplings, play it ourselves". Ding Ergou promised, Miao Miao thought it was a mother agreed, but I did not expect that Ding Ergou agreed.

Well.

"Can I come in?" Miao Miao sneered and shouted at the door of her door.

"Okay, come here." Ding Ergou agreed and hugged Fu Pinqian even tighter. Fu Pinqian seemed to be in a hurry and struggled with all her strength. She couldn't imagine that if her daughter saw her, she could not imagine that she was seen by her daughter.

What would it be like to be held in the kitchen by a man other than her dad?

But all the struggles were futile. Ding Ergou was a man, with much strength than the taller and thin Fu Pinqian, so a desperate feeling spread in her mind, and in the end she gave up breaking away from Ding Ergou.

Her arms were like surging rivers, and no one could stop her.

At this moment, Ding Ergou panicked and hurriedly let go of Fu Pingan. At this time, Fu Pinqian was like a little girl who was wronged and sat on the ground, leaning against the cupboard, holding her knees with her hands, burying her face in two.

Between knees, there were silent sobs.

Miaomiao just bluffed and did not come in. Ding Ergou also squatted on the ground, stroking Fu Pinqian's hair with one hand, while comforting her while whispering.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Fu, it's my fault. I shouldn't force you, but I really like you. Since I first met you that night, I fell in love with you. Really, I am a sympathetic person.

People, I can't see the woman I like, so I want to help you, and never let you be wronged again. I know that you still love Brother Miao, it's okay, I can wait, and finally say something about it. Today, I'm sorry for today, I'm sorry

, Goodbye, I'll leave first." Ding Ergou said sincerely. Fu Pinqian is not a stupid woman who doesn't understand, but she can betray herself for her man, which shows how deep she loves, she has never had one

The reason can relieve her feelings for her deceased husband is that Ding Ergou, a shameless guy, was entangled with a slut. Finally, tonight she discovered that she was not that strong, otherwise she would not have been lost in the kind of shouting before Miaomiao called herself.

inside.

Since her husband got sick, she has forgotten that she was still a woman. Tonight, this feeling has come back, so when Ding Ergou stood up and wanted to leave, she raised her head, stretched out a hand, and gently stopped her.

The leg that Ding Ergou was about to take.

Ding Ergou didn't move, and his face was still forward. Fu Pinqian couldn't see Ding Ergou's face. If she saw Ding Ergou's face, there would be a feeling of being up, because his face had a kind of joyful pleasure on his face.

feel.

Ding Ergou took back her feet and squatted down again. She looked at Fu Pinqian, who was still tear on her face. At this time, she was not a 35 -year -old woman, but a little girl who wanted to get promised.

"Are you saying true?" Fu Pinqian said with a thrust on his nose.

"If there is a lie, the sky will blow five thunders." Ding Ergou immediately raised his hand and sweared, like the president who was about to take office.

"Who believes it?" Fu Pinqian was an adult after all. He just now was just an occasional expression of his little daughter's expression. At this time, he was the smart beautiful teacher.

"Whether you believe it or not, what I said is true. If I hadn't liked you and wanted to get your heart, why did I not come to you directly that night? Why did I regret it again and again?

... "

"So all these you did have a purpose?" Fu Pinqian raised his hand and said angrily.

Ding Ergou was very manly at this time, and he knew that he was just a kick, so he opened his eyes wide and sent his face to Fu Pinqian's palm. The meaning was very clear. As long as you want, you can beat him at will.

Because he was sure that Fu Pinqian would not beat him.

"Yes, I have a purpose. My purpose is to help you, let you know my love, let you feel my love, let you understand that there are still people in this world who like you, let you know that you are not

Loneliness will make you no longer feel lonely and helpless in times of danger.” Ding Ergou said affectionately.

And the most important thing is that parallelism is the most lethal, and it is the case at all times. Otherwise, leaders like to use parallelism when giving reports. These sentences are said to me, so that Teacher Fu Pinqian feels that such a good eloquence is not appropriate.

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"You are so good at speaking, why don't you become a Chinese teacher?" Fu Pinqian couldn't help asking.

"Actually, all the jobs are the same, all to make a living, but I make a living to stop making you feel that the death salary is so much every month, do you understand what I mean?" Ding Ergou stretched out his hand out

, and stroked Fu Pinqian's somewhat scattered hair behind her ears. The action was natural and straightforward, without any pretentiousness, and it was like a relative who had known each other for many years and had a close relationship.