Found an amnesiac fiancé

"Yeah, I also find it strange that you came right after Zhengxiang called you." Wu Luoyi smiled, and he and his son still had a good understanding.

"We'll be back right away," Fang Xingming said.

Gong Yan naturally had no objection, and the two immediately took the aircraft to Gong's house.

Naturally, Gong Jiayan had to be notified of such a big event. When they returned, Gong Jiayan had also arrived, and the video call was also on. Of course, the other end was Fang Mao who couldn't come. The family looked at the group surrounded by them seriously. In the middle, he pulled the cat's ears for a while, and loosened the fox's tail for a while.

Fang Mao, who was the most senior present, said, "Mother-in-law, why don't you try to feel if Songsong has a spiritual realm?"

"Hey, I tried it before you guys came, but I didn't feel it. Let Xing Ming try it, his mental strength will be higher." Wu Luoyi said.

All eyes fell on Fang Xingming.

"Then I'll try." In order to feel more accurately, Fang Xingming hugged Songsong and put it on his lap, patiently feeling the existence of the spiritual realm from Songsong's consciousness, how complicated a child's consciousness can be, It's nothing more than eating, drinking, and having fun, but Fang Xingming thinks that there is a single flower growing in Songsongnao melon seeds that is very special. The flesh is full and the skin is red and bright, but there is a transparent protective shell outside, not like a peanut shell, but like a peanut shell. A natural mental barrier, "Aunt Wu, has Songsong eaten peanuts today?"

"Songsong is still a baby drinking milk powder," Wu Luoyi said with a smile, this child is also called Aunt Wu, "But if it is peanut, do you think it is this?"

Wu Luoyi took down from the bookshelf a puzzle book that she had shown Songsong these two days. On the cover was a peanut kernel.

Fang Xingming saw that it was exactly the same as the one in Songsong's head, so he said, "Songsong's spiritual realm is as big as a peanut kernel."

Gong Yan said, "Why are you so young?" Neither he nor Fang Xingming had bad qualifications. "

"He is still a child under one year old. He must be very talented if he wakes up so early. He may be a better sentinel or guide than his two fathers." Fang Mao said with a smile, as expected of his great-grandson .

Gong Jiayan said, "Why don't you quietly invite experts from the Pagoda to take a look, or the Academy of Sciences?"

Fang Xingming still couldn't fully trust the research institute, so after thinking about it, he said, "Let's observe it for a few days first."

"It's fine."

Gong Yan took the opportunity to suggest, "Why don't you stay at home for a few days, isn't Tang Xian still deciding on a candidate for another role, and you don't need to rush into the team."

Fang Xingming nodded, Songsong might be very powerful, which didn't make him very happy, but made him even more worried. Compared with the community, the Gong family is safer.

Songsong didn't know anything about what happened to him, and he still had a good time. He liked Wu Luoyi's cat with a big spirit, and he refused to let go when he hugged him. Song went to his room.

Gong Yan held Fang Xingming's hand and went to his own room. Gong Yan's room was very large. In addition to the bedroom where he slept, he also had his own cloakroom, study room, place for musical instruments and sports equipment. It can be seen that the scope of Gong Yan's involvement It's really big, and most of them have good skills, and the study room is full of various awards.

"Do you think I'm particularly powerful?" Gong Yan's tail almost curled up.

Fang Xingming said casually, "Well, it's great."

He knew that Gong Yan was a perverted person, so he wasn't too surprised. What was shown here was just the tip of the iceberg, and he didn't know whether Songsong would be more like him or himself in the future.

"Is it so perfunctory?" Gong Yan clung to Fang Xingming like a piece of gum, and pushed Fang Xingming down on the bed, making him boast again.

Sneaking out of the house alone to look for him is very good. An elder young master is very good at serving as his bodyguard. He is also very good at sacrificing his life to save him. If you want to confess, you can only say brokenly: "You are good at everything, you can be the best in bed."

"Is that the only advantage I have?" Praising him is the same as praising that.

"I'm not wrong," Fang Xingming changed the subject, "I don't know what other people are like, but you and I are very satisfied."

Gong Yan gritted his teeth and said, "You see, I dare not touch you, that's why I'm so flirtatious?"

"Although it's really inconvenient for me to be behind, but..." Fang Xingming whispered a few words into Gong Yan's ear.

"But... can it be?" Gong Yan blushed like a little virgin.

"Forget it if you don't come." Fang Xingming pulled back the quilt and was about to sleep.

"I am willing!" Gong Yan threw Fang Xingming to him, and after passing through this village, this shop will disappear.

Whether it was the previous or the subsequent two times, they were done with real knives and real guns. It was the first time that Fang Xingming had this kind of tender and fringe sexual behavior. Fang Xingming felt that it was not bad. pain.

Gong Yan was much more exaggerated than him. When he woke up the next day and went out to eat breakfast, his whole body seemed to be stepping on cotton, and he almost fell down when he went down the last flight of stairs.

Gong Jiayan said, "How can I do this in my own home?"

"I guess he's stupid." Fang Xingming sat down to have breakfast leisurely with a moistened expression on his face.

Gong Yan sat next to Fang Xingming, drank a big mouthful of milk to calm himself down.

"The director said that there was another day of auditions yesterday, but the male lead actor still hasn't been selected." Fang Xingming read the news from Tang Xian, relayed it to Gong Yan, and then stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth.

Gong Yan was already very close to Fang Xingming. When Fang Xingming was talking, he turned his head to listen carefully, and saw Fang Xingming holding a breadstick in his mouth, very similar to last night... "Cough cough cough!" Yan coughed violently, spraying milk all over Fang Xingming's face.

"What are you doing?" Fang Xingming picked up the napkin and wiped his face.

It's more like... Gong Yan swallowed, the milky white milk, very much like what he had shot on Fang Xingming's face before he could get out in time, even Fang Xingming's slightly disgusted expression when he wiped it was exactly the same as last night .

Fang Xingming realized what Gong Yan was thinking belatedly, and felt that his fist was hard. Forget it, what did he do wrong with the food? He finished the bread silently, even though it was still smeared with Gong Yan's saliva.

After breakfast, Wu Luoyi Hospital had something to go out, Songsong was taken by Gong Jiayan to play, and Gong Yan also remembered that he was a working person now, and cared about the movie, "Those people before Did you choose none? Are there any other options?"

Fang Xingming shook his head. At first he thought that Lu Hui would never make a mistake. Tang Xian even prepared the draft of the joining of the duo actor, that's why he was so passive and troublesome now.

"Then do you want to try a newcomer?" Anyway, in Gong Yan's eyes, no one can compare to Fang Xingming, if his acting skills are one-third of Shang Xingming's, he is qualified to make this movie.

"I'm afraid Director Tang will not be happy." Tang Xian is a successful director, but not an enthusiastic Bole. He has always only used actors with experience and acting skills. He teaches things and learns quickly, which can save a lot of worry. A precedent for taking the lead, "Finding a suitable newcomer is not as easy as finding a reliable actor. If you can't start the machine all the time, you will lose a lot."

Gong Yan smiled and said: "It's okay, your husband's family has a big business, and I can still afford to lose this little money. I will discuss it with other investors. Walking Entertainment will bear all the losses before the start-up."

"...All right, then I'll give director Tang my opinion first, and I can't decide whether he listens or not." As a director, Tang Xian has a lot of power to speak.

After discussing the matter, Fang Xingming went to find Songsong, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Songsong sitting on top of a boa constrictor, almost having a myocardial infarction.

Gong Yan said, "Dad, don't drop Songsong."

"I'm being careful." Gong Jiayan said leisurely, "Didn't you see how happy Songsong is?"

"If you give him a dog's tail grass, he can also have a good time." Gong Yan hugged Songsong, and said that Songsong was happy no matter what he played, and he hadn't cried for a long time. The first time a father can't help feeling that the child is so easy to take care of.

"Ah!" Songsong waved his hands in Fang Xingming's direction, grinning and babbling.

Gong Yan said: "Is Songsong going to start learning to speak?"

"It's not that early." When Gong Jiayan was a novice father, he hugged Gong Yan all day long and waited for him to speak, but the nanny said it would take several months before he would speak.

Gong Yan said confidently: "My son must be smarter than me, and he should speak earlier than normal people. I will teach him to call him Dad later."

Just do what you say, Gong Yan immediately hugged Songsong and taught him to call Dad, Gong Jiayan agreed several times, but Gong Yan always told Songsong that he was not calling him, and the grandson stopped being funny, and went upstairs Go to the study to handle business.

Fang Xingming got used to it after listening to it, and called Tang Xian to check on the progress of the casting amidst the mentally polluted background sound, and when he hung up, Gong Yan was still there enjoying it.

"Songsong, call Dad, come on, baba--"

"Ah!" Song Song yelled out of face, it's a miracle that he hasn't lost his face after being annoyed by Gong Yan for so long.

"dad--"

"ah!"

"No, it's Dad."

"Hic." Song Song burped Gong Yan with a milky scent.

"Believe it or not, I'll spank your ass?" Gong Yan said helplessly.

"Hey, yeah." Songsong smiled ignorantly and fearlessly.

Fang Xingming couldn't stand Gong Yan's rivalry with a child, "Gong Yan, don't you get tired after calling Dad all day?"

"If Songsong can call me, I won't be tired."

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Fang Xingming rescued Songsong from Gong Yan's grasp, and Songsong slept with them tonight.

Before going to bed, Fang Xingming checked Songsong's spiritual realm again, and after reading it, a confused expression appeared on his face, and Gong Yan asked worriedly: "What's wrong with Songsong?"

Fang Xingming said: "Songsong's spiritual realm has become Mimi."

A domain is a domain after all, just like Mimi wearing a thin space box.