Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Now, of course, it was the turn of a certain kid.

It may be that the small ears were itchy from being pinched, and the child twisted his chubby body.

Xiaotao hurriedly stepped forward to put on slippers for the little man:

"Young master, you can't run out without wearing shoes in the future."

"I got it, I got it, sister Xiaotao, go to sleep."

Obviously, I don't need sister Xiaotao to accompany me tonight, because I want to sleep with my mother!

Xiaotao and Aunt Feng just returned to the house, and the old man had already rested, very quiet.

Su Zhixiao was holding his son all the time, but before he could walk a few steps, he was snatched by the man:

"I'll hug him."

I don't want my wife to be tired.

In this regard, the couple have no objection except for a certain villain.

Everyone in the family rested, and the movement of going upstairs was very light, until they returned to the master bedroom on the second floor, and the child was thrown on the big bed by his father.

"Fu Zhizhou, pull up the quilt to sleep, understand?"

"don't want!"

He stood up from the bed abruptly, shook his head and refused.

"Oh? No? Then what do you want to do?"

What the hell are you planning to do in the middle of the night?

I saw the little boy come down from the bed with a thud, and first sniffed carefully several times in front of his mother, and then ran to his father and started sniffing in front of his father.

"Fu Zhizhou?"

The kid immediately snorted, and stomped his feet twice:

"My father is bad, and my mother is also bad. You don't even bring porridge when you go out to eat hot pot, you big bad guys!"

Forehead.

Are all children under four years old so smart now?

Will you still smell it for evidence?

That is, let's not talk about other children for the time being, just this one in front of me, and I don't even look at his mother's occupation.

This is called strong genes!

The husband and wife felt a little guilty for a while, and looked at each other. Finally, it was his father who said:

"It's not me and your mother who are bad, it's your Uncle Ji who invited us to eat, you scolded the wrong person!"

To sum up, if it is bad, your uncle is the worst!

Who asked him to treat him?

sweat.

Sure enough, the kid was stunned for a while, probably after digesting it:

"Why doesn't uncle treat porridge to hot pot?"

His dad laughed out loud:

"This question, why don't you ask the person directly?"

The kid hummed again:

"I'll call Uncle Ji tomorrow!"

The man smiled slyly:

"Yes, we must hit, remember to scold harshly."

As soon as the words fell, the lower back was pinched again:

"Fu Jiyan, you don't teach good people but teach bad ones, right?

Why do you like adding fuel to the fire so much? "

How old are you to instigate the relationship between uncle and nephew?

The lower back was always in pain from being pinched, and he couldn't help but move to the side, then said helplessly:

"What does this have to do with me? Didn't your son say it himself?"

At most, it's just a touch of polish.

Could this be my fault?

Sure enough, women are unreasonable creatures!

But the kid, seeing his dad being scolded by his mother, was very happy and applauded.

Damn, don't dare to provoke your mother, so why don't you dare to provoke you, a brat?

"Fu Zhizhou, you like to laugh, don't you? Come, come here, and don't stop laughing at the wall for ten minutes."

The child was so frightened that he hid behind his mother:

"No, bad Baba!"

"Hey, is it itchy?"

"Mom, mom, look at dad, he always bullies others."

As long as the father and son stay together, there will be endless justice, or something else.