Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Your biological father is here, and your biological mother is also there, no matter how bad your grandparents are, why do you have to find your uncle alone?

Moreover, this is not the first time, it was the same yesterday morning, he came to knock on the door early in the morning and asked Ji Ci to hold Smelly in his arms.

You know, Ji Ci has a serious obsession with cleanliness!

However, this little nephew, even if he found himself, refused and couldn't refuse, so he could only bear it every time.

The uncle and nephew went to the bathroom, Ji Ci hugged the child, and couldn't help asking:

"Why didn't you look for your father?"

The child being held comfortably closed his eyes:

"Father is old and fierce, and he always thinks the smell of porridge is too stinky!"

Is it because your uncle has a good temper?

Hearing the little nephew's answer, Ji Ci couldn't laugh or cry.

"Success, little ancestor, can you hurry up?"

"oh!"

Shouldn't things like pulling stinky smells be brewed?

The bathroom was filled with the humming and humming of children for a while.

When it finally ended, it was already several minutes later.

Ji Ci still had to endure the pain to take a shower for the child. In the end, the child went back to lie comfortably in his mother's arms and continued to sleep. However, Ji Ci had been tortured until he lost any sleepiness at all.

Why.

This may be the feeling of pain and happiness.

About half an hour later, Father Ji and Ms. Su got up one after another.

From time to time, there were noises in the house.

Although Fu Jiyan only slept for less than four hours last night, he is completely awake now.

The mobile phone rang at this time, and Manager Zhou made a series of deadly calls.

"what?"

This early in the morning.

"Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

"sleep."

Straightforward.

"Just to remind you, don't forget the interview with X magazine at four o'clock this afternoon!"

Rubbed his forehead:

"What interview?"

No, really forgot?

Zhou Huan looked up to the sky on the phone:

"What do you say?"

You obviously said it well yesterday, and you sent all the specific addresses, so you haven't read it yet, have you?

Indeed, I really didn't see it!

Fu Jiyan only saw the information at this time, but he remembered a bit:

"What did X Magazine interview me for?" asked.

"Wipe your ass, look at your trending searches that can't be undone. I personally asked for this interview with the editor-in-chief of X magazine. The editor-in-chief is my friend. When you look at it, they won't Too much."

"Okay, got it, hang up if you have nothing to do."

"Remember, don't make any more fools. My heart can't take it anymore. If you come again, you can bring fruit to the hospital to see me!"

Cut, is it that serious?

Why do you not believe it?

Isn't this the serial killing call that was alive and kicking early in the morning?

After hanging up the phone, someone threw the phone away before getting up.

In the living room, the whole room is filled with a strong smell of soy milk, which is so fragrant that my gluttonous stomach growls.

Fu Jiyan came out:

"Uncle Ji, Mom, Big Brother." He greeted each of them proactively.

He looked around, but did not see his wife and son.

The old couple responded with smiles, except Ji Ci.

It's no wonder that Ji Ci's complexion is better, especially when he sees Fu who is refreshed, it's even worse all of a sudden.

If you want to talk about why Ji Ci is in such a bad mood early in the morning, it's not because a certain son doesn't ask his father to pick him up early in the morning, but only looks for uncle with a serious cleanliness!

You can't argue with your sister or nephew, so why can't you argue with this brother-in-law?