Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

And just when the children were still going on, Feng Ming finally squeezed in:

"Little ancestor, stop playing, okay? We should go back!"

go back?

"No, no, no, porridge, don't go back, you still have to play, it's so much fun here!"

How can it not be fun to burn RMB?

At this moment, the bodyguard appeared behind him at some point and pulled Feng Ming away.

Um?

The kid did recognize it:

"Uncle Afeng."

A Feng is Mr. Fu's chief bodyguard and right-hand assistant, and he loves the children from the bottom of his heart:

"Young master, Mr. Fu said that you can play whatever you want, but you only have ten minutes.

As soon as ten minutes is up, the young master should go home and sleep.

Also, all of these drinks can no longer be drunk. "

After finishing speaking, he waved to the person in charge of the club who was standing beside him profusely in sweat:

"Prepare a glass of white water."

"Yes Yes!"

The kid climbed down from the table by himself, looked up at A Feng:

"Uncle Afeng, is Uncle here too?"

Generally speaking, if there is no accident, Mr. Fu must be in the place where Ah Feng is.

It's just that there are too many people around the booth, and the height of the children is limited, so they can't see behind.

A Feng nodded, and then glanced coldly at the group of bar ladies in crop tops and lace shorts:

"You can go down now."

A group of young ladies were shocked by A Feng's murderous and cold eyes, and retreated immediately.

In an instant, dozens of people were missing, and the air was much fresher.

And the kid finally saw the person standing behind.

"Uncle!"

The little face burst into a smile, and ran over thumpingly.

Fu Feishen hugged the child:

"Are you having fun?" asked.

The kid nodded:

"Well, uncle, there are so many fireworks here, so beautiful!

Then there was a lot of fog, but it was beautiful! "

Fortunately, the children only pay attention to the atmosphere props, and the others, obviously, the children may not have looked at them, let alone remembered them.

Mr. Fu is quite pleased and satisfied:

"Well, as long as you like it, where did you get the card?"

Finally asked the right question.

The children are a little guilty:

"That's right, I took it from the uncle's study.

Uncle, did porridge cost uncle a lot of money? "

Fu Fei smiled deeply:

"No, not much, don't take it to heart.

Do you want to watch the fireworks? "

Fireworks!

"want!"

All of a sudden, the attention was on the fireworks.

But this time, under President Fu's order, the remaining firework tubes ordered by the children before, plus Fu Feishen added another ten sets, and all of them were thrown out at once.

For a moment, the whole bar was like a fairyland on earth, with colorful flower petals raining down.

The child lay comfortably in his uncle's arms, watching the petal shower:

"Uncle, let's go home, porridge is sleepy."

"Go to sleep, uncle is holding you, let's go up and say hello to a few uncles before leaving."

"Um."

It felt like within three seconds, the sleepy kid really fell asleep.

This human cub really doesn't need to take any responsibility!

Fu Feishen went upstairs with his little nephew in his arms.

A Feng hurriedly followed, and Feng Ming naturally also followed.

The door of the box was opened again, and the people inside had obviously recovered a lot. Seeing the people who went down, they actually carried a small person up:

"Yo, where can I hold a baby?"

Someone stepped forward and took a closer look:

"Isn't this your little nephew? Why is he here?"