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"Fu Xiche, I just made a phone call with my family, what did I do wrong?"

Qi Ziyan's small body was treated roughly, and she slammed into the cabin, and her beautiful thin eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously.

The watery clear eyes are slightly red, but the little face is full of stubbornness.

The bottom of his heart suddenly picked up, and almost immediately, Fu Xiche's hand loosened more than half.

"Family?" Hearing these two words, Fu Xiche's eyebrows frowned even deeper.

He knew that Lian Jin was in her heart and had a very important status, but when he heard her shout like this, his heart suddenly became unbalanced.

"He's family, so what am I, passerby?" The corners of his mouth hooked up with a self-deprecating smile.

Qi Ziyan was confused for a while: "Fu Xiche, you can't compare at all!" ......"

As soon as the word "Lian" came out, the domineering and wild kiss fell.

Her wrists were tightly tied behind her back, her big hands clasped her little head, and the passionate kiss tossed wildly, and one long leg drove in strongly, parting her legs, and her knees were ravaged somewhere, and the hem of her skirt was suddenly lifted......

Until the end.

"Grandpa Lian, who watched me grow up since I was a child, is my very important family, you are the person I like, Fu Xiche, what do you want me to choose?" Qi Ziyan bit her lip and said aggrievedly.

Fu Xiche was suddenly stunned.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qi Ziyan pushed him away, and her little feet ran down with her little feet, leaving against the sea breeze.

The "......" brain crashes for a few seconds.

Grandfather?

The demon's face was stunned, looking at the back of the girl leaving, the frowning eyebrows suddenly relaxed, and the sunny smile of the very loyal dog.

Yan'er talked on the phone for so long just now, not with Lian Jin, but with Lian Jin...... Grandfather?

The family that Yan'er said is not Lian Jinshi!

Qi Ziyan ran to Qi Ziran and played poker with Xia Yimo.

Fu Xiche walked down lazily, holding his trouser pocket cynically, his demonic face seemed to be blooming with peach blossoms, and he swept the reputation and quipped: "Yo, Fu Shao, with a spring expression, you won't bully Yan'er behind our backs, right?" ”

"You single dogs don't understand!" Fu Xiche slammed back.

"Hey, I'm in a hurry to show you the first flash marriage between labor and management!" Feng Yu snorted unconvinced.

Fu Xiche smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "The premise of flash marriage is that you have to have a girlfriend first!" ”

Feng Yu slapped his paws away: "Go, go, don't say that you seem to have the same, I'll tell you earlier!" ”

Fu Xiche's face darkened suddenly.

Xia Yimo was taken by Mu Jingchen to play poker, which was like opening a plug-in, winning and not losing.

"Can't get out, can't get out, I only have one card left!" Xia Yimo smiled happily and shook the last card in his hand.

Mu Jingchen put the card in his hand and took the lead in speaking: "Pass!" ”

Xiao Xiao and the others also pursed their lips anxiously: "I can't go, I've passed!" ”

When it was Qi Ziyan's turn, she couldn't play the cards, and shook her little head: "I won't come out either!" As he spoke, he coughed slightly.

I've just been on the phone for so long, I haven't drunk any water, and now my throat is tight and dry.

"Momo ......"

Xia Yimo was behind the drink, and she just screamed and wanted her to help her get a cup, when she saw Qi Ziran's position handing over a glass of water.

"Thank you, brother!"

Took it with a sweet smile, Qi Ziyan turned her head to see that she was facing Fu Xiche's bewitching face.

"Don't call me brother, the taboo is too heavy," he smiled uninhibitedly, sat beside her affectionately, and hooked the corners of his lips: "It's been on the phone for so long, drink more water!" ”

Feng Yu pouted: "A big loyal dog!" ”

Xiao Xiao: "A little sunshine is shining!" ”

Ling Feiyi: "Why don't I see anyone handing me water!" ”

Uncle Mu Jingchen stretched out his hand: "Fu Xiche, I want a cocktail!" ”

Fu Xiche's backhand was a deck of playing cards, fried hair: "Mu Jingchen, your paws were chopped off, right?" "Obviously behind him.

"Also, you and Momo are about to play a deck of cards, stay away, stay away!"