Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Daddy hugs.

No hug!

Talking is nothing, how dare you hug me?

Think beautifully!

There are more and more people around, there was only one circle just now, and now they are surrounded by two or three floors.

Of course the kids don't care:

Daddy, why don't you hug the baby~

Then you get up?

Forehead?

The kid paused, thought for a while, then shook his head:

I'm sorry. replied.

Then don't even think about hugging!

Consume it!

He turned his head and glanced at Zheng Bingyang:

Missed flight?

Zheng Bingyang nodded, then said:

Well, but I changed my ticket in advance, and there is still one hour and fifteen minutes before the next flight takes off.

The implication is:

Brother Yan, you go ahead, don't panic to board the plane.

If it doesn't work, just re-sign!

Fu Jiyan's mouth twitched visibly.

As for a certain kid, of course he also heard what the assistant said.

No, it's more free-wheeling.

Dad, you are bad!

Fu Jiyan didn't care about his son's accusation:

So what? Or, what can you do?

hiss~

The kid choked, there was nothing he could do, he was too young to go to kindergarten, and his language vocabulary was really limited.

Hmph, Porridge doesn't like bad dads!

Oh, not rare!

Isn't it rare?

There are many question marks in the child's head for a while.

puff~

Laughter broke out from the surrounding crowd.

Damn, why are you so cute?

I really want to steal it home!

Some people even broadcast the whole process live.

The number of online viewers in the live broadcast room is rocketing up to hundreds of thousands.

Weibo even suppressed it several times but failed to suppress it. In the end, they had to give up first.

After that, contact Mr. Fu and discuss how to fix it.

. . . . . .

Su Zhixiao stayed up all night on the night shift, and finally came home from get off work. He had just washed his hair, took a shower, and before his hair had dried, he received a call from Bai Yu, thinking there was another case:

Little Yu?

Sister Su, check Weibo quickly.

Weibo?

What's wrong? asked.

On the phone, Bai Yu kept laughing:

Hey, well, Sister Su, you should read it first, and then you'll know.

Su Zhixiao was very suspicious. After hanging up the phone, he clicked on Weibo.

As soon as the page popped up, I saw the live broadcast.

Then, the son's miserable cry came out at the same time:

Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Worse than Nobita, worse than Snow White's stepmother, worse than Grandma Wolf!

wow~ wow~

Someone was holding a cup of star father coffee, and while listening to his son's accusations and accusations, he took a leisurely sip of the iced Americano.

Since I'm so bad, why are you still picking me up? Let go!

this is

Don't let go!

Manly, very high-spirited.

Fu Jiyan glanced at the little man sitting on his feet, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips:

Didn't you say I'm bad?

Kid, you are very contradictory!

The people around couldn't stop laughing, and booed:

That's right, kid, let it go.

The little man looked up and looked around, then shook his head:

I won't let go! said loudly.

No matter how bad it is, it's my own father!

Watching this scene in the live broadcast, the corners of Su Zhixiao's lips trembled. Of course, he also saw someone's comment below.

Netizen*: Unfortunately, I have been watching the children cry for more than half an hour at the scene, so much perseverance.

Of course, this time I really admire Fu Daying, and I didn't get angry. If it was my child, he would have beaten him up.