The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

Fang Qingqing played all the facilities in the playground.

Finally, under the guidance of Xiao Yunsheng, I stood in a field full of bubble balls, posed and took several photos before coming out.

"Do you want to play?"

Fang Qingqing was sweating profusely and smiling a lot more.

Yun Sheng shook his head, "Childish, don't play."

Fang Qingqing took the bag from his neck and picked him up.

"Okay, let's go eat something delicious now."

Yun Sheng bit her lip and asked mischievously: "Can I eat the whole family bucket?"

Fang Qingqing raised her eyebrows, "You worked so hard just now, could it be that..."

"no no."

Yun Sheng covered her mother's mouth to stop her from talking. How could his generous filial piety be interpreted as a meal?

He doesn't accept it!

Mother and son walked away playfully.

There are a bunch of mothers left, looking at them and their children crying in the playground, their envy is palpable.

Fang Qingqing made a video call to Yun Yan, "I'm going to take your son to eat junk food. What do you say?"

Yun Yan was in a meeting. He got up and left his seat. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the two people on the screen, smiling happily.

"As long as you don't eat garbage, that's fine."

Fang Qingqing:......

Xiao Yunsheng:......

All the distinguished guests present:...

Mr. Yun, who had been speaking sternly just now, suddenly smiled so happily and spoke so softly. No need to ask, it must be the one who called.

I'm envious, when will they be treated tenderly by President Yun at the conference table?

"Your dad asked me to take you to eat garbage."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Qingqing gave a concise and concise summary.

"It's junk food, mom." Yun Sheng hugged her neck pitifully and tried to correct her.

"Ah, yes, junk...food."

Yun Sheng wrinkled her nose, "Mom, you really...enough is enough. Don't eat for a while and watch me finish eating. Anyway, in your eyes, the lovely family bucket is worthless garbage."

"What about you?"

Fang Qingqing held the baby with one hand and walked away gracefully.

"In my eyes, it's the most delicious dish in the world." Yun Sheng drew a big circle in the air.

"What about the mashed potatoes that are more fashionable and spicy than mine?"

Fang Qingqing raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Yun Sheng:......

Yun Sheng was really defeated by her, "The mashed potatoes must be delicious, but they also have mashed potatoes..."

"Ok?"

Fang Qingqing's eyes were cold and she gritted her teeth and stared at him.

"But this mashed potato isn't fashionable enough."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fang Qingqing's barbell-like laughter resounded throughout the entire floor. Wearing sunglasses and holding her baby with one hand, she was already eye-catching. This smile was recognized by some people shopping in the mall.

"Is it Fang Qingqing? Is it Fang Qingqing?" someone asked quietly.

"Like! She is the only one who can smile like this. Quickly shoot."

Fang Qingqing kept her ears open. As soon as she heard someone recognized her, she ran away with her child in her arms, "Hurry, we can't let them shoot in vain."

Fang Qingqing held her child in her arms, avoiding those people with sparks and lightning, and ran into a McDonald's.

Yun Sheng held her neck and laughed all the way, as happy as playing cat and mouse.

There were not too many people in McDonald's. Fang Qingqing ordered a large table of food for her child. She was also very happy to see him eating so happily.

Holding the phone, she finally looked like a mother who likes to show off her baby, taking pictures of him left and right.

Even though we were filming, we were still sending them to various people, including Yun Yan, Ye Qingyu, Liu Zhenzhen, the crew...

As she was checking the photos, she noticed something was wrong.

Fang Qingqing enlarged the photo and looked carefully, and found a vaguely familiar face in a corner.

She looked along the shooting angle and found the beady man on a chair waiting for a table outside a restaurant.

Isn't this Liu Zhenzhen's stepmother who can cry?

I saw Han Yuru crying, tilting her head and leaning on a middle-aged man next to her. The man was about forty years old, quite energetic, and gently touched her face with one hand, as if to comfort her.

I don't know what the man said in Han Yuru's ear, but I saw Han Yuru twisting his arm with a shy look on her face, and then leaning against him.

The man took it a step further, put his arm on her shoulder, and quickly kissed Han Yuru on the cheek.

"Hey, it's so annoying!"

Fang Qingqing, who was eating melon, was filming remotely with her mobile phone. When she saw this scene, she suddenly felt physically uncomfortable.

"Mom, if the pepper got into your eyes, I'll give you a breath."

Xiao Yunsheng climbed up on the stool and came over to coax her with a little pout.

Fang Qingqing covered his face with her big palm, "It's not that spicy. Just lower your head and eat well. Don't look around."

Yun Sheng:......

Yun Sheng tilted his head to save his face, and he didn't look around.

Fang Qingqing put away her phone and thought about whether to send it to Liu Zhenzhen.

After thinking about it again, I felt that Liu Zhenzhen was annoying enough now, so I might as well investigate thoroughly and give her a gift.

With this thought in mind, she changed hands and opened the darknet.

Find Sanmao and release him from the blacklist.

As soon as he was released from the dark room, Sanmao sent a nasty message: "Oh, my cutie finally remembered me. Do you know how I have been living in the dark room these days? Woohoo..."

Fang Qingqing:......

That’s awesome. There’s also radar detection. He’ll know it as soon as it’s released?

I ignored it and sent the photo.

"Check for me, what is the background of this male mistress and how deep is the relationship with this woman? If you want to be efficient, go ahead."

After sending a message, she leisurely took the French fries that Yun Sheng had dipped in ketchup and brought them to her mouth, and ate them happily.

Sanmao:......

"No, this is in China. Wouldn't it be much easier for you to check? You have to look for me? And my field is female mistresses. Are you looking for the wrong person?"

Fang Qingqing is not straightforward and strong.

"Leave professional matters to professionals. It's time to expand your field. What's wrong with male mistresses? Male mistresses are also mistresses. Don't engage in gender discrimination."

Sanmao:......

"I do not want."

Fang Qingqing sent a blocked emoji, "Would you check it?"

Sanmao was completely convinced.

"Check, check, but let's make a deal first, you can't block me anymore."

Fang Qingqing: "It depends on your mood."

Yun Sheng watched helplessly as her mother's fingers were tapping rapidly. She looked at her empty hands and sighed silently. She took the fries again, dipped them in ketchup and handed them to her.

"Good baby, you can eat by yourself. Mom is not hungry."

Yun Sheng:......

Who snatched his French fries just now?