Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 90
The floating dust was pressing down on him, his small fists were not polite, his eyes were fixed on him, his viciousness was like a lone wolf.

"Ah—" An An curled up subconsciously, hugged her head to protect herself, and cried bitterly.

"Floating dust!" Papa Xue was shocked and pulled Fuchen away.The floating dust in his hand struggled with great strength.Papa Xue almost let her break free and beat An'an again, and only then did he trap her with more strength in his hands.

"Ah—" An An hugged herself and cried bitterly, still daring to get up on the ground.

Papa Xue looked distressed, tried hard to control the floating dust, and yelled at Axi, "Why don't you take care of it?"

Ash watched indifferently, unmoved.Seeing that Xue Jiahui was holding on to the floating dust tightly, it hurt him, so he threw away his hands.

An invisible force knocked Xue Jiahui down. Xue Jiahui was pushed back and fell to the ground, staring at Ah Xi in bewilderment.First reaction: Is this outside?Why not hide it?
The surprise in his eyes was blatant, not afraid, not panicked.Ah Xi hugged Fu Chen who rushed over, and looked at Xue Jiahui indifferently.

One big and one small are very similar, they are all soft buns.

Xue Jiahui always said that An An is like a mother.But no matter who looks at it, An An looks very much like him.The same temperament as a soft bun.

Ah Xi watched quietly, Xue Jiahui thought he was going to say something, didn't want to, turned around and left when he saw someone.Treat their father and son as nothing.

What the fuck?

Xue Jiahui got angry, got up by himself, and pulled An An up, seeing An An crying out of breath, her big eyes crying into small eyes, tears streaming down, like a little rabbit waiting to be slaughtered.

The fire in my heart was relieved again.

Sighing and wiping An An's tears away, "Okay, don't cry." Holding him in his arms, "Little Rabbit" An An still dropped the golden beans silently, "Tell Dad what's going on."

An An sobbed and said the matter.

I understand what's going on.Everyone knew Axi's identity somehow, and touched Fuchen's nerves.

Fu Chen fought for a whole day, and finally beat An An too.

Xue Jiahui looked at his silly son, not knowing how to comfort him.This is an indiscriminate disaster, being angered.

Fu Chen is probably the only one who can appease that annoying ghost.

In Room 404, Fuchen sat quietly, took off his clothes, revealing his blue and purple sections.

Sitting on the small bench, Fu Chen remained expressionless and bowed his head in silence.

Ah Xi lightly applied the medicine, and did not speak from the beginning to the end.

One took the medicine, the other endured the pain, and the older and the younger were silent.

Axi looked at the injuries he was familiar with, and knew that with Fuchen's fighting power, he could only fight in groups.And there are more than a dozen.

This gang fight never wins.I was lucky enough to win once, but I was no match for the bricks knocked from behind.

Whether it is to actively resist the blow, or to shrink back and not fight back, it is just as painful.

Ah Xi applied the potion and rubbed the bruise.

Fu Chen bit her lip, occasionally "humming" twice, holding back the tears in the corners of her eyes.

Axi patted her on the back lightly, silently comforting her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——" crying irritated the eyes, and the tears surged surgingly.Fuchen couldn't bear it anymore, raised his head and cried loudly.

Axi held her in his arms, patted her back gently with one hand, and continued rubbing the bruises on his hand with the other.

Pain and grievance become the driving force of the storm.

"Cough cough." Fuchen coughed and cried very happily.

After the storm passed, the grievance in my heart shrank into a seed.

Fuchen squeezed his red eyes, stopped crying, only a few tears occasionally.

The medicine is almost kneaded.

Ah Xi put the medicine, picked him up to watch, sat on the sofa, and asked softly, "Do you want to talk?"

He probably guessed what was going on.

He also knew that Xue's father and son had already known his identity.

Xue Jiahui's reaction was normal, and he was not a fool, knowing that careful people would find out sooner or later.

He only cares about the feeling of floating dust.

Fuchen was hugged in his arms, with his head down, still not saying a word.

She has a stubborn temper, she doesn't want to talk about it, and Axi doesn't force her.He stroked her hair tenderly, with a little sadness in his eyes.

He can kill everyone, but Fuchen is always human.

Rumors and rumors are still there, and isolation and exclusion are still there.

After all, she wants to live in the human world.

"Father, can I be a ghost?" Fuchen pressed his head against his chest, and his crisp voice conveyed cruelty and pain.

"No." Axi hugged her tenderly, leaning his face against her back, and said softly, "Dad can't accept it."

Fu Chen remained silent, locked in Ah Xi's arms.

"You can only hold on and get through it with strength," Ah Xi said.

Fuchen remained silent, buried in Axi's arms, unwilling to see anyone.

Shanhe Bieyuan.

An An cried and followed her father home.

Father Xue coaxed and told An An, "It's not that my sister doesn't like you. She just has a bad temper. It will be fine in a while."

An An stopped crying and had dinner quietly.

After dinner, Father Xue washed the dishes and cleaned up the house.An An picked up her small schoolbag, packed her treasures, walked to her father, and pulled her clothes.

Father Xue lowered his head.

An An raised her head and said, "Sister".

His eyes were clear, and he completely forgot the crying just now.

Father Xue: ...you will definitely be beaten if you go there now.

The little girl has a bad temper.

Father Xue squatted down and said to An An, "An An, you know that my sister is in a bad mood now. If you go there, you will still be beaten."

Well, the scar forgets the pain, and it can't be so fast.

An An stared straight at it, unable to understand.

Father Xue thought for a while, and said directly, "You know your sister Fuchen's father is a ghost, right?"

Ann nodded.

"You like sister Fuchen."

An An still nodded.

Father Xue's tone slowed down, and he broke down the explanation bit by bit, "Your sister Fuchen likes his father very much, just like you like me."

"If you want to play with your sister An'an, you have to accept that her father is a ghost, and you can't say that he is wrong."

An An opened his eyes, nodded slowly, half paid.

"There is nothing wrong with us."

"It's just that now your elder sister Fuchen is unhappy, she misunderstood you."

An An opened her eyes, motionless, and looked ignorant.

"She doesn't understand you."

"If you want to get closer, you can only say sorry."

An An stared blankly at Papa Xue, becoming even more confused.

Hey.

Father Xue also had a headache, how to explain: You are right, but you need to apologize.

Also, your sister Fuchen is a tyrannosaurus rex now, you will still be beaten if you go.

An An looked at her father quietly, and opened her mouth, "Dad. I want to find my sister."

Facing his soft and cute son, Father Xue felt distressed, "Let's go find your sister in two days."

The wound on your face is not healed yet.Add some more, but it's just a rabbit.

An'an lowered her head, tears fell again.

"Hey, hey," Father Xue stopped, "Let's go over there."

Compared with being beaten, An An was more afraid that her sister would not like him.

Father Xue knows that An An likes Fuchen very much, and he likes to be played with by others.But Fuchen...For a moment, Father Xue thought of Axi's indifferent face.

It seems that it is time to go now.

If we don't go now, I'm afraid the two families will be completely divided just as they get better.

Fuchen's narrow-mindedness is obviously learned from Axi.

Father Xue opened his eyes: ah, I don't want to go...

(End of this chapter)