After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

"I want you to go to the film festival. You just need to wear a suit and go there to eat fruit and snacks." President Fu explained it in a way that Song Jin'an could understand and accept.

"Oh...that's to change to a serious place to eat snacks, so why wear a suit, alas." He really doesn't like suits, he can't breathe well.

Fu Chengwang tried to point out himself affectionately: "I'll be with you."

Song Jin'an rolled his eyes: "Don't you dress like this all the time? Who are you to accompany me?"

Fu Chengwang: It's another day when my wife dislikes me, alas.

Song Jin'an reluctantly went to look for clothes, he thought that he could just wear the suit he bought before, since a set is so precious that there is no need to go back and buy a new one.

Of course, Fu Chengwang followed Song Jin'an in everything, he said he wouldn't buy it if he didn't buy it.

But after a while, Song Jin'an suddenly yelled upstairs, so frightened that Mr. Fu's vegetable cutting knife fell to the ground, and he didn't care to pick it up, and ran upstairs quickly.

"What's the matter baby!" The anxious look on his face was even worse when he saw Song Jin'an's sad face.

Song Jin'an took off his suit aggrieved, and threw himself into Fu Chengwang's arms, unwilling to face reality.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Fu Chengwang finally felt relieved, as long as nothing happened, he stretched out two fingers, pinched Song Jinan's belly, and said, "Maybe this is the reason?"

"Woooooo! You mean I've gained weight, don't you think that I eat too much and look ugly? You don't love me anymore, do you!"

Fu Chengwang: What kind of association function is this?

"No, my wife, I still think you eat less. You look better now that you have more meat. You look good in everything." He kissed Song Jinan, and coaxed Song Jinan, who was addicted to acting, with some helplessness, "I I love you the most, if I don’t love you, what am I doing alive?”

"Do you know what my mission in this world is?" Fu Chengwang asked.

Song Jin'an was aroused by him, so he stopped crying, raised his head and asked, "What is it?"

Fu Chengwang laughed lowly: "My mission in this world is to love and protect you."

Song Jin'an was dazed for a while, then he pursed his lips and smiled, and leaned forward to kiss Fu Chengwang: "Then my mission in this world is to stay with you forever." The two embraced sweetly, their eyes There is only the other party, and the air is full of pink bubbles.

Song Jin'an felt excited for a moment, and jumped up, wanting Fu Chengwang to hug him.

But I accidentally applied too much force, and there was a "tear" sound, and the back of the shirt split.

Song Jin'an: ...

"Wow! I've really gained weight, and I actually tore my clothes. Huh, I'm so ashamed!" He opened his mouth and howled dryly.

Fu Chengwang couldn't help laughing, his shoulders were shaking.

It's so cute, especially the little soft meat protruding from the waist, it really made a lot of fat.

"It's okay baby, I'll take you to buy a new one, we'll make it tailor-made. It's not your problem, it's the poor quality of the clothes." Fu Chengwang helped him take off his clothes and put on comfortable home clothes.

He never mentioned the matter of his gaining weight. It is better to be a little fleshy now, but he was too thin before, and he was full of bones when he hugged him.

Clothes can be bought again, but meat cannot be spared.

Fu Zong, who devoted himself to raising pigs to get rich, dragged people downstairs without any guilt.

After all, Song Jinan gained weight, and he was mainly responsible for it. Song Jinan's snacks were all made by him, and he was the one who urged him to eat several meals a day.

Sometimes I would ask Song Jin'an to eat late at night, and I don't exercise in my free time, so I just cuddle together and waste time. It's really hard not to get fat.

However, Song Jin'an, the client who gained weight, made up his mind to lose weight, absolutely not to gain weight again!

He stood in the living room by himself, watching the back of Fu Chengwang returning to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

He clenched his fists and raised them up, cheering for himself: "Song Zhining, you can do it! You can definitely resist the temptation of delicious food and lose weight!"

He ran to the tool room, trying to find a weapon to practice.

While rummaging through boxes and cabinets, I accidentally bumped into a box. With a "plop", it fell on the soft carpet on the ground, and a faded sword fell out.

"Huh?" Song Jin'an bent down, and wanted to pick it up and put it back, but when he saw the shape of the sword, his fingers trembled, and he looked at the rusty sword in disbelief.

"Xuanyuan?" At that moment, his heart beat faster than ever.

Song Jin'an picked up the sword with both hands, his pupils dilated, and the tip of his nose was suddenly surrounded by soreness.

"Why...here?" Even though the sword had faded and rusted, he could still recognize it at a glance.

This is a thank you gift he gave to General Xuanyuan after he was rescued by General Xuanyuan again on a cold winter night.The word Xuanyuan on it was carved by him himself.

At that time, he still complained to the servants around him, saying that General Xuanyuan defended his family and the country and fought in the northern border, and the people all over the country loved him and thanked him.

But he didn't know what General Xuanyuan's full name was, he only knew the word Xuanyuan.I asked him several times, but he refused to say anything, and just called him Xuanyuan.

Seeing this sword now, Song Jin'an's heart was touched quite a bit.

Why is the sword he gave to General Xuanyuan here?

Could it be...