After marrying a vegetative boss

After reaching an agreement with Feng Pan, Feng Zhuojun was satisfied and returned to Baiyao's side.

Bai Yao looked behind Feng Zhuojun, and asked doubtfully, "Where's Panpan?"

Feng Zhuojun looked normal and said: "He said he wanted to play for a while by himself, leave him alone, let's set off the fireworks first."

Bai Yao was full of doubts: "Really?"

However, Feng Zhuojun would not answer him, but took out the lighter and said to Baiyao, "Let's put two fireworks together and light them in the middle together."

Bai Yao glanced not far away, Feng Pan was following the servant, and Xiao Naituanzi was letting the servant light a firework, so he temporarily calmed down and focused his attention on himself.

Feng Zhuojun also took a heart-shaped firework, and the two firework were facing each other, and the two hearts were close to each other.

Feng Zhuojun had a smile in his eyes: "Are you ready, I'm going to order."

Bai Yao nodded: "Come on, be careful, don't burn your hands."

The fireworks burned in the middle, shining brightly in the brightly lit courtyard, the halo of light burned along the heart-shaped iron wires on both sides, Bai Yao lifted the fireworks up, and said happily: "Look, Feng Zhuo-jun, it's so beautiful. "

Feng Zhuojun's eyes were not on the fireworks, he looked at Bai Yao's happy smiling face and felt that he couldn't get enough of it.

He echoed: "Yes, my medicine is really beautiful!"

Bai Yao turned his head in amazement, Feng Zhuo Jun's eyes were full of joy, his face was all reflected in it.

Being looked at like this, Bai Yao couldn't help but blushed from embarrassment, and looked away, not daring to look at Feng Zhuojun.

The fireworks burned out slowly in his hand, and the light dimmed, leaving only the last circle of iron wire, the hot red light dissipated little by little, Bai Yao raised his head, and looked softly at Feng Zhuojun.

"It's over."

Feng Zhuojun took the burnt fireworks in Baiyao's hand, and rubbed the top of Baiyao's head with the other hand.

"There is still a box here, you can play as much as you want."

Baiyao took two more common sticks, "Let's order this this time."

Feng Zhuojun helped Baiyao light the fireworks, and seeing Baiyao's happy face, he suddenly wanted to kiss Baiyao at the moment when the fireworks were extinguished.

Kiss his ears, kiss his eyes, kiss his mouth...

Feng Zhuojun looked a little fascinated, fireworks splashed everywhere, but only Baiyao was the only bright spot in his eyes.

Feng Zhuojun suddenly held Baiyao's hand, and the two fireworks merged together.

Feng Zhuojun stuck to Baiyao's ear and said, "Shake that hand too."

With both hands together, Feng Zhuojun led Bai Yao's hand, holding the firework and gently swinging it up and down.

While whispering softly in a low and pleasant voice.

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two thanks to the high hall."

Under the background of the sparks, Bai Yao's face became more fair and delicate, her dark eyes were like elves in the dark night, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was like a crescent moon hanging upside down in the splashed ink sky.

The fireworks gradually dissipated, and the eyes darkened again.

The distance between Feng Zhuojun and Baiyao had completely disappeared at some point, and the two bodies were close together.

He hugged Baiyao tightly, this time, Baiyao didn't dodge.

Baiyao's earlobe turned red under the cool night wind, Feng Zhuojun bent down and kissed her...

The gap between the lips and the pinna was very close, but at this moment, someone grabbed the corner of his clothes.

A milky voice sounded: "Dad, it's time for Daddy to play with the baby."

Feng Zhuojun stopped his movements, and the smile on the corner of his mouth cooled down.

And there was also a sense of aggrieved feeling that he wanted to get angry but couldn't. He let go of the white medicine, and looked at the innocent Feng Pan with a displeasure on his face.

Feng Zhuojun squatted down and looked at Feng Pan at the same level.

"Son, didn't you see Dad kissing Dad?"

Feng Pan blinked, then nodded: "I see."

Then after thinking about it, he hugged Feng Zhuojun's face and kissed him.

"Boom~"

Xiaonaituanzi said with a generous expression: "Then the baby will pay you another kiss."

Although I feel that the little guy is quite ungrateful, but after all, it is connected by blood. Feng Zhuojun couldn't tell what it was like when Feng Pan kissed him, but looking at Feng Pan again, he couldn't say anything to complain. .

Reluctantly said: "I really don't know who your EQ depends on. If you destroy other people's ambiguity like this, you won't be able to find a girlfriend or a boyfriend."

Feng Pan pouted: "I'll talk about the future, now the baby is looking for Daddy."

Feng Zhuojun's heart softened: "Okay, I'll lend you my wife for a while."

But even though he promised to let Baiyao play alone with Feng Pan, how could Feng Zhuojun really give up Baiyao completely.

He said forcefully, "My wife will accompany you, and I will accompany my wife."

Feng Pan pursed his lips: "Alright then."

The family of three picked up the fireworks and lit them together.

Feng Pan's small mouth secretly smiled, his father was too stupid.Although he likes daddy and wants to play with him, what he wants most is that both daddy and daddy are there, and the family will set off fireworks together.

He is no longer a child without his parents.

The Spring Festival is here. Although the temperature is getting warmer, the cool wind at night is still a bit cold.

Bai Yao shrank suddenly and sneezed.

Feng Zhuojun took off his clothes and covered Baiyao.

Feng Zhuojun's clothes instantly looked extraordinarily wide when they covered Baiyao's body, and when they were buttoned up, it looked like a sack containing Baiyao.

Feng Zhuojun hugged Baiyao horizontally: "Let's go back to the house."

Baiyao pushed Feng Zhuo Jun's chest, a little embarrassed and said: "The child is still there."

Feng Zhuojun looked unmoved, and retorted: "Panpan's EQ seems to be a bit low, so we should teach him by example from an early age, so that he won't find a wife in the future."

Feng Pan grabbed the corner of Feng Zhuojun's clothes and looked up blankly. He seemed to have heard his name. Was his father talking ill of him again?

The Spring Festival Gala was playing on the TV, and the table was moved to the living room, with a basin and dumpling stuffing on the table.

The dumplings for the New Year's Eve were not made by the chef, but Mrs. Feng, Zhuojun Feng, and Bai Yao sat around the table and made dumplings while watching TV.

Little Naituanzi also stood on the stool and followed suit in a decent manner, but because his hands were too small, he couldn't wrap the dumpling wrappers at all.

The dough is soaked in dragon juice and spinach juice, red and green, booming and auspicious.

The bell rang at zero o'clock, and the family toasted to celebrate the Spring Festival together.

Baiyao usually can't stay up late, but because she slept all afternoon, she rarely feels energetic at night.

The little milk dumpling couldn't hold on any longer, and yawned while eating.

Feng Zhuojun went upstairs with Feng Pan in his arms, and before he got to the room, the little milk dumpling lay on his shoulder and fell asleep.The little face was pressed against his neck, softly.

He gently put Feng Pan on the bed, closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief.

That's great, the little guy doesn't have the strength to rob him of his wife today.