The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

After eating, Mu Changying leaned in the man's broad and warm embrace, smacking her lips with satisfaction.

Xu ate so much that her stomach swelled up.

The bulging appearance looks like a small leather ball.

"Papa papa—"

Mu Changying stretched out her small hand and patted her belly, making a crisp sound.

"Yingbao, don't photograph it."

Rong Liyuan clasped her small wrist with a worried expression, "What if it hurts?"

Hearing this, she froze in place, as if an electric current had passed through her heart, making her feel numb and warm.

Mu Changying covered her delicate lips with one hand, and chuckled softly, "A Yuan, I'm very careful, it won't hurt."

Look, this peerless good man belongs to her alone.

She has depended on him for the rest of her life, she will cling to him tightly, hug him, sleep with him...

"Buzz—"

The phone vibrated suddenly, Rong Liyuan took out the phone from his pocket, and gently slid the screen with his slender fingers to unlock it.

[Come quickly, I'll wait for you at home. 】

He put the phone back into his pocket, picked up Mu Changying and walked towards the second floor.

He kicked open the door of the room, put her on the bed, and covered her carefully with a quilt.

"Yingbao sleep well, I will be back soon."

"If you run away again, I'll tie you to my belt."

Mu Changying showed a small head, and nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "Yeah, I got it. Yingying will obediently stay at home and warm your bed."

Her misty eyes were full of sincerity, and her slender and thick eyelashes fluttered.

The whole person is well-behaved and soft, but any man will be cute by her.

"Yingbao, I will give you hundreds of millions of property, and I will give it to you with all my heart. I just ask you to warm me up for the rest of my life."

With a solemn and pious expression, Rong Liyuan bent down and kissed her smooth forehead.

It's just a touch away, and it's easy to leave.

He took a deep look at her, then turned and walked out the door.

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Fu family.

"Are you so hungry and thirsty, fighting bloody battles, don't you want your arms?"

The man who spoke was wearing a large white coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He looks polite, but he doesn't know what it means to be merciful when he makes complaints about others.

"At least I have someone to fight bloody battles with, unlike you, a man who is almost thirty and still a loner."

Rong Liyuan's shoulder was bloody and blood was dripping down continuously, and the room was instantly filled with a strong smell of blood.

"..."

The movements of Fu Huaizheng's hands paused for a few seconds.

If this person hadn't been made a child by him, he would have already crippled him now.

Forget it, don't be angry.

He took a deep breath, and treated Rong Liyuan's wound in a smooth manner.

"When will you bring out that little baby who was hidden in your golden house for everyone to see?"

"Everyone is very curious about what kind of fairy is that woman who can fascinate you so fascinated."

Fa Xiao, who had always been unfeminine, fell in love with a little girl at first sight without knowing what kind of poison she had been poisoned a year ago.

If it was any other woman, she would have been too excited to fall asleep.

But that woman didn't know good from bad, and wanted to escape again and again.

Rong Liyuan Fang's hair is like guarding against thieves, so far they have not let them see the woman.

"She is my wife, why should I show it to you?"

During the process of treating the wound, Rong Liyuan didn't say a word, as if he didn't feel any pain.

"Rong Xiaoer, you are really promising."

A faint light flashed in Fu Huaizheng's gentle eyes, and he tied a coquettish bow when bandaging the wound maliciously.

"I won't stay any longer. My wife warmed me up at home."

Rong Liyuan put on his coat, fastened the button of the clothes to the last one rigorously, then raised his feet and was about to walk out the door.

The corners of Fu Huaizheng's eyes twitched slightly, "Damn, if you have a wife, you don't want brothers?"

"Brothers are like clothes, daughter-in-law is ribs."

"Clothes can be broken or thrown away, but the daughter-in-law can't be thrown away."

When Rong Liyuan walked to the door, his footsteps paused.

He turned around and glanced quietly at the brother who grew up with him, "You will understand this when you have a daughter-in-law."

The offensive power of these words exploded, and Fu Huaizheng's gentle face was stained with a little anger.

"Damn, it's too much, bullying me to be single?"