Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

The sudden rain was heavy and urgent.

The rain curtain is like a waterfall, and the sound of rain is rushing.

The whole world seemed to be caged in heavy rain.

The light in the kitchen was dimmed, and amidst the sound of drumming rain, it was so quiet that it made people panic.

The man's thick short hair was wet by the rain, and a few strands of hair hung down between his eyebrows, half covering his dark eyes, adding to his charm.

From too close a distance, one could clearly feel the scorching breath in his breath, revealing the strength and aggression unique to men.

His gaze moved down inch by inch from between her eyes, and finally settled on that alluring vermilion.

Breathing uncontrollably and quickly, the man's voice became deep and hoarse, "It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day, and now?"

...

Suddenly there was a scream in the kitchen, scared Qi Qi was so smart that she couldn't help but look into the kitchen, "It's Uncle Fu, he screamed so badly, what's wrong with him?"

Under the eaves of the front porch of the kitchen, several people who packed up their things and took shelter from the rain all had unnatural expressions on their faces.

Yan Xi was the closest to the door, looking up at the sky with a handsome face flushed.

When the little baby's neck was stretched out and the old man moved into the kitchen, he immediately stretched out his hand and pushed the baby's head back, gnashing his teeth.

That shameless Fu Yanchi, whose elders were outside to help put things away, he slipped into the kitchen to eat tofu!

Do you know that rural kitchens are not soundproof!

Qi Qi looked up at the big hand covering her head, with a confused expression on her face, "Uncle, what are you doing holding Qi Qi down?"

Yanxi, "Oh, I'm a little tired with my hands, let's give them a hand."

Qiqi, "???" Is she a handrail?

The little egg man looked at the electric sparks jumping in his palm with a serious face.

If he throws an electric shock at Fu Yanchi, will he belch the electric shock?

Forget it, the risk is too great.

In the future, we must educate the cubs well, and don't inquire about things that shouldn't be curious.

This world is very dangerous.

Song Yueliang walked out of the kitchen with a pretty face, and the shameless man behind him jumped and chased after him, "Moon, it's raining heavily and I can't go anywhere. I think my proposal just now is very good—"

The two stopped at the door of the kitchen, and turned their heads to the right together.

Count along the line of sight, one, two, three, four, five.

Song Yueliang, "..."

Fu Yanchi's brain hurts too, the corners of his mouth twitched again and again, "Grandpa, Dad, Aunt Meng, Yanxi, Qiqi."

He read a name, gritted his teeth, and smiled, "You should go to the main room to take shelter from the rain, and watch TV."

Mr. Fu coughed lightly and was embarrassed to speak. Who knew that sheltering from the rain could be so fast?

Yan Huai didn't say a word, she looked at Yu Mu without squinting, her deep face remained silent, as if she didn't know what happened just now.

The easiest to see through are Meng Jingxian and Yanxi.

Yan Xi blushed so much that there was no smoke coming from her head, Meng Jingxian didn't dare to look this way, her eyes were full of embarrassment and dodge.

The only thing that gave Fu Yanchi some comfort was his daughter's dazed face.

Well, my daughter's ears are still clean, fortunately.

Otherwise, from now on, he probably won't even be able to touch the moon.

Fu Yanchi met Zai'er's eyes, her peach blossom eyes were twisted, and she limped over, pulled her daughter out of Yan Xi's hands and hugged her, "Qiqi, I'm dad."

Qi Qi slowly turned away her small face, her small hands were tugging at the hem of her clothes, "Oh..."

"..." Fu Yanchi's face became serious.

The road of chasing his wife and coaxing his daughter seems to be a long way to go. I hope he can survive this life.

There is no sound in my ears, only the sound of rain hitting the roof tiles and the ground.

Qi Qi pursed her lips, her small body stiffened, her small eyes flickered slowly towards the man who was holding her.

She didn't seem to answer very well. Is Dad angry?

She doesn't hate her father, it's just that it was too sudden, and she hasn't recovered from it yet.

Qiqi's small mouth was pursed and flattened, a little aggrieved and panicked.

Give Qiqi some time to accept the fact that Dad is a rascal.

It won't take long, it will be fine in a while.

Worried that her father was really angry with her, Qiqi mustered up her courage and whispered, "Dad, Dad?"

The baby's voice was crying, and the circles of his eyes were red.

"You son of a bitch, you careless bastard, are you bullying Qiqi?!" The old man roared, and clapped Fu Yanchi's head from behind with his big palm.

In a blink of an eye, Qi Qi changed positions and was grabbed by the majestic grandpa.

Fu Yanchi clutched the back of her head and turned around, meeting several pairs of glaring eyes.

Seems to have committed public outrage.

"..." He swears, this is the first time he has been beaten since he grew up.

Except for the ones where the moon beat him.

But God knows, he didn't do anything, how could he still bully his precious daughter?

Fu Yanchi twitched her lips and looked at her daughter, expecting her to speak for him in a fair way.

The four eyes met, and the daughter was at a loss, "..."

Very good, as soon as they met, his daughter robbed him of his group pet status and made him swallow a dead cat.

With a long sigh, Fu Yanchi resigned to his fate, this is the treasure he wants to spoil to death.

What is a dead cat? Another one, he still eats.

Song Yueliang watched this scene from the side, and turned around quietly after a while, her shoulders trembling.

Yan Xi was not so polite, she just burst out laughing, seeing Fu Yanchi deflated, it's so cool!

He recognized Qi Qi as his little niece!

It was raining heavily, and the dilapidated fenced courtyard.

The uncontrollable laughter came out one after another, and it didn't stop for a long time.

Joy and harmony that linger and cannot be washed away by rain.

Some people smiled and laughed, and their eyes turned red quietly.

This kind of atmosphere, whether in the Yan family or the Fu family, has been missing for many years.

Now they have found their lost treasure. The scattered strokes of the word "home" are finally pieced together.

...

Huicheng, a high-end club, private rooms in the Qing bar.

Yan Qin leaned on the single sofa with an elegant posture, sipped lightly with a wine glass in his hand, and narrowed his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses, as if he was slightly drunk.

Opposite him, Boss Guan was still whining and complaining, "She really didn't give me any face, and just kicked me out!"

The man was dressed in a suit, leather shoes, greasy hair and pink face. When he spoke, his movements were exaggerated and extremely artificial.

Yan Qin was silent, just smiled and listened.

On another long sofa next to him, Song Ziyu hugged a beautiful and clean woman, raised his lips and sneered, "Song Yueliang's temperament, you may not understand Boss Guan, it is a hard nut to crack, and you don't know how to praise it. In her hands You can come out intact, you have to thank her for not suffering from rabies."

He let go of the woman, bowed his head and brushed the hair above the ears with both hands. Without the hair to cover him, he could see a light-colored winding scar, "See, this is the scoop on my head when she fell ill and left behind This scar."

Boss Guan's hands trembled, and his forehead felt slightly cold.

Seeing that Song Yueliang was so beautiful at that time, he almost fell into an old problem. If it wasn't for Yan Qin's confession, he would have said the real thing first, wouldn't he be lying in the hospital now?

"This...cough, now that Song Yueliang has rejected the cooperation proposal, I'm afraid I won't be able to convince her with my weight." Boss Guan's eyes flickered, and he looked at Yan Qin, "Mr. I want you to come out in person."

Yan Qin lowered her eyes, and her slender fingertips brushed lightly over the gold wire of the frame, "It's okay, after today, no one in Huicheng dares to give her any more land."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone thrown on the wine table rang.

Yanqin took the phone, and frowned slightly after seeing the number on it.

It's from Kyoto.