Chapter Forty-Seven: Mom, Don't Go
Besides, Hua Guo's side, he didn't know that Fu Liting had the biggest rotten peach blossom, and he was about to kill the comfort in front of him, and he was leaning on Fu Liting in a daze at the moment, opening his confused eyes.
"Little girl, little boy, carrying a schoolbag, one tiger is really pitiful, two tigers are really pitiful......"
An Yi shook his head and sang a headless children's rhyme, and he sang very energetically.
At the banquet just now, Fu Liting kept taking her around, for fear that others would not know that she was his fiancée.
The most direct result was that An Yi was forced to drink two full glasses of red wine, after all, other people came to toast her, and it was not good not to drink it.
It was Fu Liting who found that Anyi's state was wrong, and hurriedly took her out of the banquet hall, so that the little drunkard who was struggling on the edge of consciousness did not play drunk in front of everyone.
“…… A child without a mother is like a grass...... A child without a mother is like a grass...... A child without a mother is like a ...... grass."
Singing and singing, An Yi somehow dropped, and suddenly started a single cycle, Fu Liting couldn't help but laugh and looked at the woman dancing in his arms.
It was his negligence, this stupid girl couldn't drink wine before, and almost fainted after a glass of low-alcohol beer, but tonight he forgot the degree and stamina of the red wine at the banquet, and didn't stop those who were messing around.
I had to urge the driver to hurry up.
The banquet venue is very close to home, but it will only take ten minutes to arrive.
"Mr. Fu, it's here." Yu Hua hurriedly got out of the car and helped Fu Liting open the car door.
Fu Liting stretched out his hand to pick up An Yi, wanting to take her back first, and quickly let Sister-in-law Yu finish cooking the sobering soup, if she doesn't rescue this little girl tonight, she won't have a headache when she gets up tomorrow.
Who knows, An Yi suddenly hugged the co-pilot's seat like crazy.
"Don't touch me! Don't touch me! You're all bullying me! You're bullying me, this grass! Woooooooooooooooo Don't bully me! Mommy protect me! I'm not a grass...... Mom protects the grass ......"
The corners of Fu Liting's mouth twitched as he looked at An Yi and said incoherent words, no matter how much he persuaded her, he couldn't persuade her to hold the chair's hand, and black lines and crows were flying all over her head.
"Comfort, little girl, shall we go home?"
"Woo...... No back, no return! Xiaocao has no home! No hemp, no home! I'm a grass! An Yi shook his head frantically and pulled the seat harder.
Fu Liting: ......
Why didn't I know that this girl was so drunk and could make a fuss?
"Mommy! Mommy! You're finally back! Fu Liting was about to say something, but Fu Xiaochen's cheering voice suddenly came from behind him.
An Yi raised his head in a daze, looked at Fu Xiaochen along the voice, suddenly restrained his smile and grinned, swayed, and rushed to Fu Xiaochen: "This little brother is so cute!" Are you looking for Mommy? ”
As he spoke, An Yi suddenly pouted and began to cry again.
"Woooooooooooo Little brother, you are so pathetic! I hear you're looking for Mommy! I can't find Mommy anymore! A child without a mother is like a ...... grass."
An Yi began to sing the children's song that haunted Fu Liting all the way.
Fu Xiaochen looked at the strange behavior at a loss, and said that he would change his face comfortably, blinking his big eyes in confusion, and he didn't react for a while.
He saw the stinky old man's car in the villa and knew that Mommy was back, so he ran out, but ......
Mommy, what's wrong?
looked at Fu Xiaochen, who was squatting on the ground and crying and completely ignoring the image, and then looked at Fu Xiaochen, who was wearing a sleepy fit and kicked a pair of slippers with a bewildered face, Fu Liting rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, reached out and took An Yi into his arms, and then glanced at Fu Xiaochen coldly.