My daughter is so annoying

Fang Cheng doesn't remember Yang Yueyue, but that doesn't mean Yang Yueyue doesn't remember Fang Cheng!

How could Yang Yueyue forget what happened that night, after all, it was Yang Yueyue's first and last indulgence.

"How could this be?" Yang Yueyue was full of curiosity.

But Wang Yan smiled and said, "Didn't you worry that he couldn't take care of Qingqing? You can rest assured now."

Yang Yueyue was silent, she picked up the phone again and played the video again.

Read it again, she laughed again.

The picture of Fang Cheng coaxing Qingqing to sleep is so warm and charming.

Eyes full of tenderness, voice full of magnetism, for fear of disturbing Qingqing's embarrassment while sleeping.

Yang Yueyue watched it countless times, and finally she turned her head and looked at Wang Yan with red eyes and said, "Sister Yan, I want to go and see Qingqing."

"no!"

"Sister Yan." Yang Yueyue looked at Wang Yan tearfully.

Wang Yan sighed, and said earnestly: "We have just sent Qingqing there for less than a month, what do you mean by going to see her now, in case..."

"I just want to see Qingqing."

"That's not OK!"

Wang Yan glanced at Yang Yueyue's sad expression, took out a tissue and handed it to Yang Yueyue and said, "At least not now, your popularity has surpassed most of the entertainers in the entertainment circle, in case you are photographed by paparazzi at this time, How will you hang out in the entertainment circle in the future?"

Yang Yueyue said, "Then when can I visit Qingqing?"

"Your announcement has been scheduled until December, and the company's mission will be considered completed by then. We can rest for a month. If you want to go, go at that time. Just make it clear to this Fangcheng, so that he will not reveal your identity. .”

Yang Yueyue wiped away her tears, took out her mobile phone, saved the two videos, and watched them over and over again.

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"Eat enough, sleep, my daughter grows flesh."

Putting Qingqing who was asleep in her arms into the crib carefully, Fang Cheng sat by the bed and began to interact with netizens on Weibo.

Not to mention, the video recorded last night was really useful. After one night of hard work, Fang Cheng's Weibo fans rose to six figures.

This allowed Fangcheng to once again see the power of the Internet age.

After replying to the above hot comments one by one, Fang Cheng went downstairs. Although he ate something, it was considered a full lunch.

"Ding dong ding dong."

The doorbell rang, Fang Cheng walked out of the yard and opened the outer door.

Guo Hai raised his fist and lightly hit Fang Cheng's chest, and said with a smile, "You are really at home, you haven't been out of the house for a long time, and you don't even shave."

There was a red Ferrari at the door. Fang Cheng really loved this car. With Guo Hai's physique, he reckoned that the chassis of the million-dollar Ferrari would have been pushed down a few centimeters by him.

"Why are you here?" Fang Cheng asked.

"As you said, I can't come."

Fang Cheng rolled his eyes at Guo Hai, shook his head and said, "I mean you are so busy, how come you have time to come to me."

"What are you busy with? I'm just playing the false name of a vice president in my dad's company. As long as my dad is on a business trip, I don't even bother to go to the company."

Like himself, this Guo Hai is also a proper prodigal son.

That's right, if it wasn't for their similar tastes, the two of them wouldn't be able to get along.

Seeing that Fang Cheng hadn't spoken for a long time, Guo Hai smiled again and said, "Brother Cheng, are you hiding in the golden house again, why don't you invite me in?"

"Okay, okay, come in."

Taking Guo Hai into the living room, Fang Cheng took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and threw it to Guo Hai. Seeing that he was about to take out a cigarette, he quickly stopped him and said, "Fatty, go outside to smoke."

Guo Hai smiled puzzled and said: "No, what's the matter, even smoking is not allowed."

After all, Guo Hai really put the cigarette back, but just pulled the tab of the beer and took a sip.

Everyone came to the door, and this secret must not be hidden. Fang Cheng also took a sip of beer and said, "I have a daughter now."

"puff!"

A mouthful of wine was sprayed out, Guo Hai stared wide-eyed and said, "Brother Cheng, are you kidding me?"

Fang Cheng said seriously, "I'm not joking with you."

"What about your daughter?"

"Sleeping upstairs."

"real or fake?"

Fang Cheng said helplessly: "When did labor and capital say something false in private?"

Guo Hai put the beer on the tea table, stood up, the hula-hoop-like fat on his waist suddenly swayed, he smiled and said, "Let's go, take me to have a look."

"Keep down, it's hard to get you to sleep."

"Do not worry."

Leading Guo Hai to the side of the crib on the third floor, Qingqing was sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed. Although she was only a few months old, her eyelashes were already very long and her face was pink and tender. Definitely a pretty girl after that.

Guo Hai couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "It's so cute. I was still guessing on the way here. What happened to you that you haven't heard from me for so long? It turns out that you have a daughter. Brother Cheng, tell the truth, how did you win this prize?"

Fang Cheng slapped Guo Hai on the stomach, and cursed: "Win the fart prize, don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, okay, let me put it another way, who is your girl born with?"

"do not know."

"do not know?"

"Ah."

"Brother Cheng, everyone is open-minded, there's no need to hide like this, I won't say it."

Fang Cheng slapped again: "Hide your sister, I really don't know."