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   Her heartbeat was pounding, she was afraid of waking up the sleeping person, but she wanted to get closer, the feeling of being a thief gave people an inexplicable sense of excitement. It was as if all the blood in the whole body had gathered on the point where it touched, and it was scalding hot.

   Her lips were too hot, she was afraid of waking up the sleeping person, so she quietly stepped back a little. Just as she was about to leave the touch of thin lips, the back of her head was clasped by a big hand. The person who closed his eyes opened his eyes. Danfeng's eyes were soft, and the thin lips covered hers, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Morning."

"……morning."

  Fu Zhiyan rubbed his temples and sat up, handing her a glass of warm water, "I've asked you to leave the school for the morning class, do you want to go in the afternoon?"

  Han Xiaoye took a sip of water, and his mind finally turned again, remembering that today is Wednesday. Immediately answer, "Yes!"

   Just kidding, she didn't want to miss Fu Zhiyan's class.

   Moreover, they are all reconciled, she definitely wants to go.

   Speaking of this, Han Xiaoye pursed his lips and looked at the man in clothes, "Uncle, when are we going to pick up the kitten?"

  Fu Zhiyan's hand holding the button paused, and frowned, "Fu Xiao said that he would stay for two more days in Mu Ye, and then go on Saturday."

Han Xiaoye misses the little guy, but she thinks that she has more courses on Thursday and Friday, plus Jiang Ning vaguely mentioned before that there seems to be some kind of gathering activity in the department of Thursday and Friday that must be attended, even if she accepts I couldn't accompany the kitten when I came back, so I hesitated and agreed.

  …

  Fu Xiaoyao and Xiaopen friend, who was far away in the Fu family compound, were stabbed by his father without a trace, and he missed the opportunity to see Mommy earlier.

   He was sneaking into the innermost room on the second floor of the Xiaoyang Building. Grape seemed to be looking for his confiscated mobile phone with big eyes.

   searched a few times, but couldn't find it.

  After restoring the place he had found, he crept into the room and prepared to go out, opened the door, and saw the man standing at the door without any defense.

  The man is in his early thirties, handsome and calm, and the standard Danfeng eyes of the Fu family are rigorous and solemn on him, and he has a steel-blooded military spirit. At this moment, he squinted with rare anger, "Fu Muye, what are you doing?"

   "...I..." Fu Xiaoyao was not a coward, so he coaxed the uncle of the major general, because the uncle was the only one who didn't like his acting. Even if his stern father didn't say it, he would treat himself a little better when he pretended to be pitiful, but the uncle said one is one.

   "I ask what are you doing?"

   "I've done my homework, and I've recited Chairman Mao's quotations." Fu Xiaoxiao said to him in a concerned manner.

  Fu Xiao frowned and said with a stern face, "I'm asking what are you doing in the study?"

   Kitty Fu was a little aggrieved, and whispered, "I miss Mommy, Daddy."

   He swears that Daddy will definitely take it casually.

   "So you want to steal your phone back?" Fu Xiao's voice sank, "And I've said it many times, Dad is Dad, don't call it Daddy."

   Kitten Fu was unhappy, stared at his fingers and pouted, "But if you call Dad, you have to change Mommy to Mommy. Mommy doesn't sound as affectionate as Mommy."

   He counted with his fingers, "How about changing Dad to Dadbi? But if you call Dadbi, Mommy becomes Mombi, and Mombi is a swear word."

   "Who told you this?" When Fu Xiao heard the words "Mabi" come out of his mouth, the strings of reason tightened.

   Kitten Fu didn't know the danger yet, and said in a milky voice, "It's said on the Internet."

  A three-year-old baby said on the Internet, how to listen and how to disobey. Fu Xiao looked at the genius nephew who was printed in the same mold as someone with a headache, and his head was big. With a stern face like a knife, "Fu Muye, stand at attention!"

  The three-year-old child's conditioned reflex stands straight.

   "Take a break!"

"Move forward!"

   "Stand at attention!"

   "Take a break!"

   Kitten Fu stood at the entrance of the stairs with his little hands behind his back.

  Fu Xiao stood not far from him, with a cold face, "Say 'I will never surf the Internet' a hundred times."

  Fu Kitten slandered in his heart that he wouldn't really stop going online, but Xiaozui obediently began to recite.

   "I will never be online again."

   "I will never be online again."

  “…”

After reading    twenty times, Feng Yaqin downstairs heard the movement and came up, "What's wrong?"

   Just now, he was still obediently reciting, the little man with a face of "I admit my mistakes, but I will never correct them" immediately changed his face to Sichuan Opera, the beautiful little Danfeng blinked, and tears fell. The crisp milky voice immediately turned into a raging voice, so I felt aggrieved, "I will never surf the Internet again."

   "I will never be online again."

   "...I don't go online anymore."

   With that little face that was about to cry, and the milky voice choked up, Feng Yaqin's heart suddenly softened, and she gave Fu Xiao an unhappy look, "You are punishing my good grandson again, aren't you?"

   "He did something wrong..."

   "I'll never surf the Internet again, ahem."

When Feng Yaqin heard that the little guy coughed, he didn't care about Fu Xiao's explanation, and hugged the beautiful little baby in distress, this time instead of staring, he got angry, "You did nothing wrong? Look at you, I used to think that you are the one who is more worry-free, but what happened? Where is the baby grandson you gave me? It's hard for me to stop talking and let me hold a little grandson. You're good, you are in your thirties, and you bully yourself three times every day. Year-old nephew, right?"

   Where did Feng Yaqin get angry with Fu Xiao before, since Fu Xiaoxiao was born, Fu Xiao has tasted the most setbacks in his life.

   But the little liar who was the culprit still pulled Feng Yaqin's sleeve with tears in his eyes, and 'persuaded' pitifully, "Grandma, it's a kitten that shouldn't make the uncle angry."

   Feng Yaqin always liked Mao Mao. In addition, Mao Mao grew up like a test tube baby. Her father didn't know how to express her feelings, and her mother was not there, so she felt extremely distressed. Hearing that the little guy is so sensible at this moment, I feel that the eldest son is too strict. He picked up the little guy with a stern face, frowned and said, "I'll settle the account with you later." Then he went downstairs with the little guy who was flirting with him.

   The TV downstairs is showing the bears that Fu Kitten likes haunt, and it is playing the appearance of a bald head and a big bear being angry with the jumping feet. Fu Xiaoyao watched intently for a while, then suddenly turned around and said, "Grandma, don't you like the kitten's mommy?"

   His question was very abrupt and milky. Feng Yaqin was pouring milk for him, and was stunned when he heard this, "Who said that?"

"Aunts who eat with Daddy, they said that because grandma and uncle don't like mommy, they have to find a new mommy for kitten." Fu Xiaoxia stared at Feng Yaqin with big eyes and asked anxiously, "Grandma , don't you like the kitten's mommy?"