Chapter Seventy-Two: I Want to Hit Someone

Fu Xiaochen excitedly followed behind An Yi.

It's great, he can finally get along with Mommy, and finally lose that stinky old man's light bulb!

Seeing that he was about to go to the video room with Anyi, and then ...... Fu Xiaochen found himself flying in the air.

Swinging his limbs in vain like a tortoise that had turned over, Fu Xiaochen poked his head out and found that he was being picked up by Fu Liting again, and he was suddenly angry.

With his cheeks puffed out, Fu Xiaochen looked at his father angrily, and wanted to bite him, "Stinky old man, what are you doing?" ”

"I have something to tell your mommy." Fu Liting raised his hand and threw Fu Xiaochen to Yu Hua who was following him, "Go and write your homework." ”

The stinky old man even disturbed the time he spent with Mommy again!

It's just too deceitful!

Fu Xiaochen was almost angry, what made him angry the most was that he scolded the world in his heart, or he could only complain about Fu Liting with resentment, and then obediently was carried back to his study by Yu Hua.

An Yi just pushed the door of the video room, and a push hit behind her, and then she followed Fu Liting into the video room.

"Where's Xiao Chen?" An Yi's eyes widened in surprise, wasn't it Fu Xiaochen who was following him?

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Fu Liting held An Yi's slender arm, and then closed the door of the video room.

The room was pitch black, and An Yi tried to open his eyes wide and couldn't see Fu Liting's expression clearly.

"Say, what?" An Yi asked in a whisper.

Fu Liting bullied Anyi, "I heard other women say that they want to marry me, should you also say something?" ”

An Yi pretended not to understand, "What does it mean?" ”

Fu Liting laughed angrily, pinched Anyi's waist and pulled her closer to him, "What do you say?" Do I want to continue what I haven't done, and in a different way, maybe we can both be relieved, and you can clearly remember that you are now my fiancée. ”

"No need." An Yi was stunned for a second, shrunk his neck to avoid Fu Liting's approach, "I always remember that I was your agreement fiancée." ”

"Huh?"

"Fiancée! There is no such thing as an agreement! An Yi asked, "Isn't Su Qingsheng your friend?" What's more, it's just that Old Man Fu said that the two of you don't really want to get married, why should I say it? I'd rather ask something else. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Don't you really like her?" An Yi tugged at the sweater on Fu Liting's body, and his fingertips gently swiped Fu Liting's chest, making him tremble slightly, "Do you remember the clothes you two wore when they last met." ”

Fu Liting's mood suddenly improved, as if the dark clouds in the sky had finally pierced the sun, revealing a bit of hope.

He thought she didn't care, or hadn't listened carefully to the conversation between the two of them at all.

But I didn't expect it to be not, she actually cared a little bit about it, although not much......

Fu Liting knew that there was something wrong with his psychology now, but he just couldn't control himself.

She disappeared for four years, and although she reappeared, she forgot about their past.

Just when he thought he could control her, she disappeared again, and he couldn't find a clue.

It's like, as if she can withdraw from his world at any time as long as she wants, without hesitation or sadness.

It's just him, uneasy.

Like a devout believer with an angel in his hand, afraid of the angel's departure, afraid of losing the angel somewhere. I can only keep a firm watch over it all the time, so that I have a sense of security.