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Chapter 178 Want to steal my son!

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    "What's the disease?" Xiao Xiao gestured and asked, looking nervous.

    He has been following him. If you have a cold or fever, you can always see some symptoms, right?

    But there was nothing wrong with him except for his left arm which had been bandaged again

    "Suspicious." Fu Tingyao took another bite of rice noodles. It was obviously an ordinary snack, but he felt as if this bowl of rice noodles was worth tens of millions.

    Even when chewing, there is elegance.

    Xiao Xiao was shocked by the way he was eating.

    After swallowing a few times, he stood up obediently and went back to where he put his cell phone.

    Fu Tingyao didn't pay attention to his movements.

    At the moment, all his thoughts are focused on feeling the snail noodles.

    ?Through this bowl of noodles, look at the person behind it.

    What did Jian Ning and Fu Jia look like when they were eating here?

    When he and Fu Jia didn't show up, what was it like to eat here when she was alone in Peach Blossom Spring?

    Fu Tingyao couldn¡¯t figure it out.

    It has been a long time since he had dinner with Jian Ning.

    ¡°Even when we first got married, there were very few opportunities for two people to get together at the same table.

    When he came home from work, the food on the table was cold.

    The old lady also pays attention to eating fresh and hot food, so even if he can take advantage of her absence, there are very few opportunities for him to secretly let the kitchen heat it.

    He just thought about it now.

    Jian Ning worked so hard to prepare a table of food at that time, but no one could eat it, and she might even find that it had been thrown away when she got up the next day. How did it feel?

    Will he be as lonely as he is now, eating alone?

    Will you also think about things like him?

    How many times had she missed him at home alone?

    How many times have you been disappointed?

    The more Fu Tingyao thinks about himself, the less human he becomes.

    Why did he only start from his point of view instead of Jian Ning's point of view?

    For example, this bowl of snail noodles.

    He actually didn¡¯t know until now that she likes this kind of snack.

    This snack appeared for the first time in his life.

    It¡¯s also something he wouldn¡¯t have discovered if he didn¡¯t take the initiative to understand and dig deeper.

    He did the same to Jian Ning.

    Because he was used to her love for him and her dedication to him, he would naturally consider many things from his own perspective and consider what was best for the two of them.

    But she forgot to ask if she was willing to make the kind of efforts in his so-called good direction.

    Although he ate very slowly, he drank up the bowl of rice noodles.

    Even the last bit of soup went into his stomach.

    The four flavors of sour, stinky, spicy and fragrant linger in his mouth, very much like his current situation.

    He didn¡¯t know what to do.

    I just want to finish the things here as soon as possible and rush back to the imperial capital to see her.

    ¡­¡­

    Jian Ning¡¯s body is still recovering, so she eats a lot when eating.

    The food is what Fu Jia asked people to buy outside.

    Although he does not have a high position of power in the Fu family, no one cares about trivial matters like spending money.

    As long as you have money, it is not difficult to ask someone to run errands and deliver some food.

    "Mommy." Fu Jia took the last meatball and said, "Open your mouth."

    Jian Ning was already very full.

    She touched her swollen belly and said, "You can eat it, I can't eat anymore."

    "No!" Fu Jia's face shuddered, and he was quite imposing, "This meatball has Cordyceps sinensis added in it. The bone broth is also a pure soup that people have to boil for a day and a night. It has been soaked in it for so long.  It¡¯s very nutritious. If you¡¯re so weak now, just take one more bite.¡±

    If Jian Ning didn¡¯t come over, he would keep holding it like this.

    After holding it up, Jian Ning felt her arms were sore just looking at him, so she opened her mouth to eat, "I can't tell, you are quite stubborn."

    Fu Jia smiled and said, "As long as I treat mommy well, I must stick to it to the end!"

    After this meal, he didn¡¯t eat much.

    At this moment, Jian Ning has already peeled the pomegranate seeds and cut two hawthorns of good size.

    Seeing that Jian Ning had swallowed it completely, he pushed it in front of her and said, "Eat some of this, it can help with digestion."?.  "

    The pomegranate seeds are bright red, which shows its excellent appearance at first glance.

    Fu Jia did it carefully, and there was no white skin at all. Looking at it like this, it looked like a bowl of red pearls.

    Ah Fang watched the two people interacting back and forth and couldn't help but look at Fu Jia, "Jia Jia, where is Aunt Fang's?"

    Fu Jia slapped his forehead!

    ¡°Oh, he really forgot about her!

    well¡­¡­

    There is already a woman in my heart, and it is true that there is no room for another woman.

    It seems that when he grows up, he will also be a loving baby

    Fu Jia¡¯s little face turned from wrinkled to flat, and he blinked at Aunt Fang, ¡°I remember it!¡±

    ??We are still good friends even if we don¡¯t tell you.

    Ah Fang pretended not to know the fact that he ignored her, "Really? What about my pomegranate seeds and hawthorns?"

    "Aunt Fang." Fu Jia looked like a good baby who got a red envelope in kindergarten, "Tell me, have we been taught since the time of Confucius to respect the old and love the young? Respect our parents?"

    "Yes." A Fang nodded.

    "Then I should honor mommy first, right?"

    He ran to the box with his short legs, raised his butt cutely, and took out another big pomegranate from a food box, "Aunt Fang, wait a minute."

    He will peel it off for her right now.

    She is mommy¡¯s friend, and she loves him very much, so he should love her too.

    "No, I'll do it myself." Aunt Fang also put down her chopsticks. She couldn't bear to let a little baby peel things for her. Otherwise, when she saw such a big child, she would always think of her deceased daughter.

    It felt like there was sand in my eyes.

    "No!" Fu Jia said seriously, "You are my aunt, I want to honor you!"

    As he said this, he firmly protected the pomegranate and plucked it with his little hands, "I'll do it!"

    ¡°As he said this, he specifically asked, ¡°Auntie, don¡¯t be in a hurry to eat!¡±

    He took Mommy¡¯s share with 100% of his heart

    Every grain is taken with care.

    Although A Fang is also carefulbut it is probably 80% of her intention!

    Although everyone has to be filial, he still hopes that Jian Ning knows that she is unique.

    No matter what he does, what he gives her must be the best.

    A Fang: ""

    Bai was moved!

    "You brat!" She raised her hand and flicked a shudder on his head, "You're biased!"

    ¡°Yes, yes, yes.¡±

    He was quite calm.

    Then he raised his chubby face and said, "Aunt Fang, you are wrong again. People's hearts are inherently biased."

    But people¡¯s hearts only lean to one side.

    So he will always stand by Jian Ning.

    No matter what mommy does or says, he will always stand on the same side as her!

    Ah Fang was speechless by what he said and had no choice but to look at Jian Ning.

    "This is the first time that I have been so firmly chosen by a man." Jian Ning ate a handful of pomegranates, and the juice burst in her mouth, extremely sweet, "Hahahaha, it feels so good to be hurt."

    As he said that, he grabbed a small handful and secretly stuffed it into Afang's mouth while avoiding Fu Jia.

    Ah Fang: "well"

    So sweet.

    I really want to steal my son!

    She now truly feels that it would be great if Fu Jia was really Jian Ning¡¯s child.

    She will definitely work with her to love him well.

    certainly¡­¡­

    The attributes of Fu Jia¡¯s walking treasury cannot be lost.

    After all, we have more mouths to eat at home.

    It¡¯s better to have a mouth that can be self-reliant and can feed them occasionally.

    Fu Jia didn¡¯t notice their little moves.

    Still concentrating on peeling the pomegranate.

    There is a peaceful and warm atmosphere in the ward.

    Suddenly, there was a snap!

    Lu Qianqian opened the door and came in!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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