Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

When he covered it with his hands, the three characters Yelaoshr had completely collapsed.

Fu Yingdi stroked his forehead very much, and then said:

"Fu Zhizhou, if you spread rumors about your uncle outside, believe it or not, your uncle will beat you up?"

Children don't know what rumors are.

But to say that the uncle spanked his little ass?

"Father, don't talk nonsense, uncle doesn't know how to beat porridge!

snort.

It's almost as good as beating your dad. "

Very confident.

Huo Yun heard Mr. Ye's words clearly, and couldn't help getting closer, and asked in a low voice:

"Little boy, who is the Teacher Ye you're talking about?"

The gossip factor is indeed something that everyone has.

The kid turned his face away:

"I don't want to tell you!"

In fact, it is also afraid of it.

I thought to myself: Will the uncle really beat himself up?

Huo Yun didn't hear the answer, so he was upset.

"Little kid, do you know what will happen if the kid doesn't tell the truth?"

Um?

"How is it?"

"Will-put-stinky-fart!"

puff!

Wait, it looks like someone actually farted?

And put it in his father's hands.

Look at Fu Dayingdi's face, it has become black in an instant.

Then, the child was thrown to the ground.

Haha~

Hahaha~

Huo Yun's stomach ached from laughing, and it still couldn't stop.

Fu Er, Fu Er, you also have today?

The kid himself is still a little dazed and blushing, I'm sorry.

"Little kid, look, are you farting if you don't tell the truth?"

Kids, it's still easy to fool around.

Probably because I was really a little afraid of farting again, I opened my arms and begged for a hug.

In order to listen to the gossip, Miss Huo still bent down and hugged the little man:

"Okay, we can talk."

Then the kid came closer to Huo Yun's ear, and muttered in a voice that could only be heard by two people:

"Ms. Ye is Congee Congee's head teacher in kindergarten!"

Um?

The head teacher of the kid?

A kindergarten teacher?

What Fu Da likes is actually this one?

Why do you have an intuition that you can't believe it?

"you sure?"

asked suspiciously.

The kid nodded his head:

"Sure, Congee Congee and Dad both saw Teacher Ye get off the uncle's car."

Oh yo?

Not everyone is qualified to ride in Fu Da's car.

so.

"Is your class teacher good-looking?"

"Not as good-looking as my mother."

"Isn't it as good-looking as your mother?"

?

"Not as good-looking as my aunt!"

Little clever ghost.

Huo Yun became interested:

"Is that your mother's good-looking, or your aunt's good-looking?"

This kind of question seems a bit stupid.

For children, without exception, the most beautiful person can only be his mother's, okay?

"Mother!"

cut~

Huo Yun cut his voice:

"Little kid, you can't tell lies to your aunt!"

"No, children can't tell lies, they will grow long noses."

scoff~

With a laugh, Miss Huo started again:

"Little boy, tell me, if your mother knew that you had traveled so far without telling her, would she beat you up?"

The kid was a little afraid to think about it.

This time, he did run without telling his mother.

Very guilty.

Being 'reminded' by Huo Yun again, it really feels a little bit like that.

"Mom is sick of porridge, I won't."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, I'm here with Auntie, even if Mom wants to beat you up, I'll beat you up first!"

Huo Yun rolled his eyes several times:

This kid, can't he stop being such a thug?

Leaving aside his mother Su Zhixiao, it's his brother's side, if he finds out, there will be a lesson for sure!

hiss~

"Little brat, I just discovered that you are a little giant hole!"