Small pink butterfly

"Women in their [-]s are pregnant one after another, and the elderly men and the elderly are full of fighting spirit. Ten battles in one night? City Zhiwen will take you into the truth."

"Recently, there have been a number of ninety-year-olds getting pregnant in city B, and their male spouse X's demand exceeds the normal standard. Is it a mutation of biological species, or is it the result of another extension of human life span? The popular science column will bring you closer to science."

"It's strange, it's strange, the [-]-year-old lady is pregnant, who is Chen Shimei? The answer: It's the old man! Today's focus, I am the host XXX, let's focus on this incident together."

"How can a 90-year-old extremely old woman give birth to ensure the safety of the mother and child? I am the host XX. Together, we will enter the people's livelihood and escort the people."

……

Xiao Fendi kept switching channels, and found that almost every station was reporting the same incident: ninety-year-old women were pregnant in City B, and the number of pregnant women was considerable, because the wives of these old women had children for several months She had a sudden increase in sexual desire and strong fertility. As for whether it was due to the residual effects of scientific experiments or other reasons, it is still under investigation.

But Xiao Fendi didn't care much about these things, but felt that the old lady was quite pitiful, and it was too dangerous to have a child at such an old age.

In the information age, the speed of news dissemination is completely incomparable to that of the past. He just sent the pregnant grandmother to the hospital yesterday. Today, all major websites, browsers, and TV programs are overwhelmed by the news.

He came out of the shower, lay on the bed and sent messages to Cen Yi to chat.

Since having dinner together yesterday, the relationship between the two has become much closer.

Ben Xu Zhimo: [Have you read the news? ]

A happy life: [Is the old lady pregnant? ]

Cen Yi is like a programmed robot, it is rare that he does not return in seconds.

Curved Xu Zhimo: [Yes, yes, the news spread really fast. Tell me, is it dangerous for an old woman to give birth? ]

Although Cen Yi replied quickly, Xiao Fendi still felt that there was no real sense of time, so he simply dialed the voice over.

Seconds to return to Cen become seconds to receive Cen.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Fendi forgot what he was talking about when he picked up the phone.

Cen Yi's voice on the other end of the phone came to his ears along with the sound of flipping through the documents, "There are two documents that need to be processed."

After finishing speaking, he continued, "What about you? What are you doing?"

Xiao Fendi frowned, and his voice sounded terribly tangled, "Do you think I should apply for the Literature Club, or for the Art Troupe of College Students?"

As soon as he heard the sound, a wrinkled face appeared in Cen Yi's mind, his eyebrows were twisted like two caterpillars.

He amused himself, coughed twice to cover it up, and looked like he really wanted to help, "What do college student art troupes in China do?"

"It's just singing, dancing, anyway, it's all kinds of performances, and there will definitely be their programs at the welcome party."

Cen Yi said: "Then do you want to participate in the program of the welcome party?"

Xiao Fendi knew what he meant, and said with disdain: "I don't need to rely on the quota of the college student art troupe to participate in the program of the welcome party."

Hearing his proud tone, Cen Yi seemed to see him looking at people with his chin, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Then go to the Literature Club." Cen Yi closed the document and said, "Your temperament also matches."

"Does it fit?!" Xiao Fendi was coaxed very happily, as if she wanted to rush over to hug him from the other end of the phone, "Boss Cen, you are so sweet, do you really not consider falling in love with me?"

When Cen Yi saw that he had brought the topic back to the beginning, he returned to Cen's wooden state and stopped talking.

"Okay, okay! I won't tease you anymore," Xiao Fendi yawned, his voice sounding lazy, "I've only been chasing you for a few days now! Are you trying to test me? Don't worry! I will definitely I will chase you until you promise!"

Cen Yi had something in his mind, it was not a matter of agreeing or not at all.

"Okay! I won't bother you to read the documents. I'll take a nap and get up later to interview the literature club. Can you call me to wake me up at two o'clock?" He yawned again.

"Okay." Cen Yi felt sleepy when he heard all the yawns.

"Good afternoon." When he said these two words, there was already a long breathing sound.

Cen Yi had no choice but to nickname Xiao Fendi in his heart: Second Sleep King.

He listened to the sound of breathing for a while, until he heard a slight snoring sound, then hung up the phone, and set an alarm clock for his mobile phone at 59:[-].

In the afternoon, Xiao Fendi's interview went very well, and speaking of it, she still had a haircut.

The president of the literature club is Yan Minmin, with a three-letter name, two of which he doesn't know, so he passed the interview with his artistic flair.

Interviews usually require some routine questions, but as soon as Xiao Fendi stepped into the interview room, Yan Minmin stared at him for a few seconds, and immediately made a decision, "It depends on your courage to walk around the campus with this hairstyle without fear of other people's eyes. , elementary school brother, our literature club needs shameless talents like you!"

Shameless Xiao Fendi hurried over to shake hands with the president, won without a fight, very happy, shameless is a trivial matter!

Yan Minmin, who had only half of his face, took Xiao Fendi's hand and asked, "Primary school boy, what time is your class tomorrow?"

Xiao Fendi said sincerely: "Six o'clock in the afternoon, if the organization needs it, you can skip class."

The president admired this young man very much, and excitedly said: "The junior is very promising! Both Edison and I skipped class, and you are welcome to join us!"

"No need to skip class. Tomorrow at seven o'clock in the evening, at the Grand Cross, it's worth giving up the barbecue restaurant. Let's have a dinner inside the literary club."

"Roger that!"

Xiao Fendi took out his mobile phone, and was about to send a message to Cen Yi to tell him that he had passed the interview with the literature club. After thinking about it, he put the phone back into his pocket.

After school that afternoon, he went straight to the bicycle cabin, picked up the bike, and was about to run to Cen Yi's company again.

"Boss! Guess where I'm going today?"

The boss actually didn't want to guess, "Chasing a wife?"

"Yes! Hehe!" Xiao Fendi asked again, "Boss, how did you chase after your wife?"

"I don't have a wife yet."

"What?!" Xiao Fendi was taken aback, "You don't have a wife at this age?! Isn't your mother urging you to have a grandson?!"

"...Tell me, what age am I?!" The boss was very unhappy about being misunderstood about my age every day.

Xiao Fendi thought for a while, subtracted a few years from the number in his mind, and said, "Well...it looks like 30 years old."

The boss was furious, and roared like a lion, "I am your senior brother! I will be your junior! This year I am only a junior!"

"Wow! Really?!" Xiao Fendi rubbed his nose, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Brother, you look... a bit... in a hurry."

The elder brother who was in a hurry waved his hand in despair, signaling him to leave quickly and not want to talk to anyone anymore.

Xiao Fendi originally wanted to ask him a question, but now he is too embarrassed to ask.

I had to ask others for help.

"Hey, what's the matter, son?" Xia Yiliu on the other end didn't know what he was doing, and he was in a hurry to breathe longer than his senior brother.

"Xia Liu, what are you doing?"

Xia Yiliu smiled and said tongue twister: "Xia Liu will do Xia Liu's affairs."

Xiao Fendi was dumb for a while, then growled: "What kind of sex do you have in broad daylight?!"

After a while, he asked again: "When will you finish it?"

Xia Liu smiled obscenely, "With your father's stamina, it will take an hour to say less."

"...It takes an hour to fuck yourself?! You can rub off a layer of skin in an hour! Be a person! How long will it take?!"

Xia Yiliu's breathing became even more urgent, and he hummed softly. After a while, he let out a breath and said, "It's done."

Xiao Fendi felt that his son's face was really thick-skinned, and instantly forgot that he was praised by others for being shameless, and scolded: "Xia Liu, you are really shameless!"

The person on the other end of the phone smiled rather lazily, and his voice softened a lot, "Tell me, what's the matter? Did someone bully you? Do you want Dad to help you out?"

"..." Xiao Fendi said: "No, I just want to ask how do you chase someone? Do you want to send flowers? I always watch TV dramas like this, so what flowers to send? Do you just ask him what flowers he likes? "

"That depends on who you are chasing." Xia Yiliu heard the sound of water flowing, "Does my son like someone?"

Like it?He doesn't know either.

However, Cen Yi is really good, good-looking, good-natured, good-looking, good-tempered, good in everything, except for being like a log, there seems to be nothing wrong with her.

Xiao Fendi was silent for a while, then nodded, and said, "It should be."

"Then does she like you?" Xia Yiliu poured a basin of water.

"I...I don't know," Xiao Fendi began to think about this question, "but he will buy me sweet or not spicy, and passion fruit tea."

"Really?" Xia Yi turned on the faucet, "Then have you ever confessed your love to her?"

Xiao Fendi thought for a while, and said: "I didn't say I liked him, but I just asked him if he wants to fall in love with me, is it a confession?"

Xia Yiliu said: "It doesn't count, you have to let her know that you like her in your heart and have a good impression of her, that's why you want to fall in love with him, that's considered a confession."

"Okay," Xiao Fendi asked again, "I want to find him right now, do you think I want to buy flowers?"

"Buy." Xia Yiliu happened to be filming the scene of chasing the second female lead, and said, "Buy a bunch of baby's breath, girls like it."

"What about the boy? The 25-year-old kind."

"What?!" Xia Yiliu suspected that he had heard it wrong, "You fucking say it again?!"

Xiao Fendi said it again, "What flowers do 25-year-old men like?"

Xia Yiliu was silent for a while, and said earnestly: "Son, if you like other men, you might as well like your father and me. I know the basics, and I won't bully you."

You bullied me less? !Xiao Fendi thought to herself.

"I have to catch him!" He didn't dare to talk about Fuxi's reincarnation, for fear that Xia Yiliu would hate him again.

"Okay," Xia Yiliu was heartbroken, only saying that his son couldn't help his father when he grew up, and continued to rub the laundry detergent, immersed in the sadness that his son was going to marry a wife who was older than him, and said perfunctorily, "If it's a man, what should I get?" It's up to you, it doesn't matter."

"Really?" Xiao Fendi didn't quite believe it.

"Yeah, really." Xia Yiliu continued to perfunctory.

"……What are you doing?"

"Wash panties."

"roll!"

"Got it!"

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