After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

What started out as a one-on-one beating turned into a mass brawl.

Song Jin'an joined the chaos, and Fu Chengwang was useless, so he could only stand aside to see his wife.

He looked at Song Jin'an, because he was wearing too thick clothes, he looked a little clumsy, and was always hit by people because of his inflexible movements. He couldn't help laughing, but at the same time he thought his wife was too cute.

Song Jin'an was throwing a snowball with his little butt pouted, and was hit by a big snowball flying from nowhere.He covered the place where he was hit in pain, quickly picked up two snowballs, and rushed into the crowd.

Then, before running a few steps, he tripped over the thick snow and smashed his face into the snow.

This time the fall was a bit heavy, Fu Chengwang was startled and came over to help him.After walking a few steps, Song Jin'an got up by himself, with a smile on his face.

The snowball in his hand was not broken, and he continued to rush into the crowd and throw snowballs.

He didn't appear to be in any pain from the fall, and Fu Cheng looked forward to it. Normally, if Song Jin'an bumped a little bit, he would have to act like a baby with him for a long time with tears in his eyes.

I had a good time today, and nothing happened.

It seems that in the past, it was really just to ask for a cup of milk tea, and there was only Mr. Fu, who was so distressed that he would die every time, and agreed to any request of Song Jin'an without saying a word.

It may be because Song Jin'an was wearing too thick clothes, wrapped in several layers of clothes, so he was always hit and couldn't stretch his hands and feet, which was very pitiful.

Fu Chengwang didn't say to help him either. If he got involved in the chaos, the employees would be cautious, and then his wife wouldn't have a good time.

He stood behind, holding up his camera to take pictures of Song Jinan.

It's a pity that they hardly left any photos as souvenirs in their lives, so he decided to record every day between him and Song Jin'an from today.

By the way, go to Weibo and spread dog food to hundreds of millions of netizens.

Song Jin'an was so happy to play that he didn't even notice that Fu Chengwang was taking pictures of him behind him.

The employees paid attention. Although they knew that Mr. Fu was definitely taking pictures of their lovely wives, they subconsciously straightened their backs, trying to make themselves look better when they entered the country.

It's just... How could Mr. Fu let other people appear in the same photo as his wife? He blurred the others, leaving only Song Jin'an in the center.

"Ah! I can't beat an octopus with my fists! I'm exhausted." Song Jin'an was out of breath, and fell down in the snow with a plop.

Xiao Suizui passed by him and dropped the snowball in his stomach on the way.

Song Jin'an was so angry that he failed to turn over several times, and finally got up. The old clothes affected him too much, so he decided to take them off.

As soon as he took it off, he threw the clothes aside and ran like a jerk.I can't run away, Fu Chengwang saw him undressed and lost his camera, so he ran over to grab him to put on his clothes.

Fu Chengwang was chasing behind with his clothes, while Song Jin'an was running ahead with a snowball.It's like when you didn't eat when you were a child, grandma chased you behind with a bowl.

He fled, he chased, and he couldn't fly.

Seeing that he was about to catch up, Song Jin'an turned around and threw the snowball on Fu Chengwang.

Shouted: "Help me stop Fu Chengwang!"

Maybe it was really crazy, the secretaries got together and started throwing snowballs at Fu Chengwang, and the veins on Fu Zong's forehead popped out of anger.I really hate this Song Jin'an who doesn't cherish his body.

Later, under the siege of Snowball, he caught Song Jin'an who was running out of strength, and after putting on his clothes, Fu Chengwang said, "You wait for me."

Then he didn't say anything, and because he was afraid that he would take off his clothes again, he kept following Song Jin'an and gave him snowballs.

Song Jin'an didn't take his words to heart, and Fu Chengwang always liked to speak harshly at him, so it's not surprising.

At night, after seeing off the group of people who had been playing here for a day, Fu Chengwang turned up the heating in the house, and then closed the doors and windows tightly.

"I didn't say anything, you can play in the snow, but you can't take off your clothes." He began to settle accounts after autumn.

Song Jin'an's blood stopped rushing to his head, and he calmed down a lot. He sat on the sofa obediently, blinking his big innocent eyes: "Isn't it because I'm wearing too thick clothes so it's not convenient for me to play well?"

Fu Chengwang made him laugh angrily, and he made sense when he co-authored it!

"Okay, I'll let you be more open now." Fu Chengwang sneered, stood aside, and said, "Take off your coat."

Song Jin'an covered his chest: "What are you doing? No! I'm so tired!"

"What are you thinking! Take it off quickly, you can't feel it when you are wet?" Fu Chengwang frowned, and began to pick up the clothes himself.

"Oh..." When he took off his clothes and only his thermal clothes remained, Fu Chengwang suddenly took out a keyboard and said, "You made a mistake today, and it was serious, kneel down on the keyboard."

Song Jin'an looked at Fu Chengwang in disbelief, he didn't have hallucinations!

Isn't this the keyboard that Fu Chengwang usually kneels on?Now the feng shui turns, and he kneels?

He closed his eyes and decided not to look.Fu Chengwang was determined to teach him a lesson this time, so he ruthlessly threw the keyboard on the ground, "Hurry up..."

"Woooooo." Song Jin'an opened his eyes pitifully, and knelt down on the keyboard unwillingly.

He accused Fu Chengwang: "You are too much, you actually told me to kneel down on the keyboard, you don't love me anymore!"

"I love you very much, don't joke about this kind of thing." Fu Cheng looked down at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.This poor kid should be taught a lesson, lest he become lawless.

Seeing that he was not moved at all, Song Jin'an pursed his mouth, clenched his hands pitifully, closed his eyes and began to howl.Crying so sadly, it seemed like he had to bear all the grievances in the world alone.

Fu Chengwang put his fist against his lips, restraining his smile.

Oh no, the daughter-in-law is so cute, he can't help it!

Song Jin'an opened one eye to peek at Fu Chengwang's reaction, still howling.It's over, it's even cuter this way.

Fu Chengwang sighed helplessly, took out another keyboard, threw it beside Song Jin'an, and knelt down, "Don't cry, ancestor, I will kneel with you."

In the next second, Song Jin'an opened his eyes, smiling through tears.

Just like this, the two of them knelt on the keyboard, looked at each other and smiled.