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The game the night before was very stalemate, the wind and the waves brought their movement to the entire beach, and the battle reached a fever pitch.

In the end, even Meng Yi's desire to win was aroused. A boy of this age has no other ambitions. The only belief that supports him is: my brother must not lose, no matter what the competition is.

But until one o'clock in the morning, there was no winner in the game, because a couple withdrew from the game due to an accident.

When Fu Ge was so tormented that he was crying, he raised his hand and slapped Qi Han, which made him grievously kiss his lips, helping to block those messy and unbearable voices.

Fu Juehan rubbed his ears and hugged Meng Yi lovingly, and ended the battle comfortably.

In the end, he was so tired that he was trembling and panting, and he was lying on the sleeping bag with tears pattering. He gave Fu Juehan a thumbs up while crying like that, "Brother, we are the uncrowned king... ,no!"

I don't know what he is proud of, as if surpassing Qi Han means surpassing 92% of the world's users.

The father and son got up early the next day, and Meng Yi and Fu Ge slept in their respective tents until after nine o'clock without any sign of waking up.

Especially Meng Yi, who was wearing Pikachu's beach-style pajamas and stretched out to occupy the space between the two of them, sleeping soundly, holding the coat his brother took off in his arms.

When Fu Juehan went in to get the computer, Meng Yigang turned over and buried his face in his jacket, sniffing and rubbing in attachment, muttering softly, "Brother, you can do whatever you want, we can't lose..."

There was nothing he could do about this bastard, Fu Juehan smiled and took two pages of photos of him.

Boss Fu, who has never posted on Moments for thousands of years, originally wanted to show off his little friend, but he froze for an hour, but none of the photos was satisfactory.

Meng Yi, who was sleepy, was so cute that he couldn't help but share it with the world, but he didn't want anyone to see it in his heart.

It wasn't until the two people in the tent woke up after breakfast that Qi Han went in four or five times with a temperature measuring gun to make sure that Fu Ge didn't have a fever before he was relieved.

Fu Juehan ate the noodles cooked by his stepfather, and leisurely instructed: "Pay attention to moderation, and be nice to Dad, otherwise I will take him abroad."

"I see you dare!"

Qi Han raised his hand and overturned the person's noodle bowl, and 2 minutes later, he ran to fill a bowl, and brought it to Fu Juehan with a smile on his face: "Eat, I see you just now There's no soup in that bowl." I didn't lift your bowl on purpose.

Fu's eldest son: "...Thank you for being full."

They set up two cards on the beach, Fu Juehan was handling the work that Li Yang sent him, and Qi Han was next to him using the computer to hold meetings with various departments of the chamber of commerce.

Perhaps the aura of the family will really become the same after years of running-in. Fu Juehan and Qi Han even look so similar at work.

The same Shen Yi is reticent, the same pursues efficiency, the same likes to sit with crossed legs, the same habit of propping the bridge of the nose with his right index finger, the same broad chest muscles that cannot be blocked by simple home clothes, and even frowns when he is dissatisfied The arcs are the same.

If someone took a group photo of them on the opposite side at this time, they would definitely sigh that these two were bandits who had just come down from the mountain and had just been recruited.

The charm of a mature man is hidden in his gestures, even if he just sits there silently and handles a job.

The person who can make Meng Yi confused after seeing him once in the back alley of an inconspicuous bar, and make Fu Ge hate him to the core and still can't give up his love is absolutely impossible to be Meng Qingshu's kind of mediocrity with superficiality .

Qi Han said it was an online meeting, but he didn't say much from the beginning to the end, and he listened to the reports of various ministries with a cold face the whole time.

The two were busy with each other without disturbing each other, and their voices were not released. Fu Juehan didn't know that he was in a meeting, so he tilted his head and called out "Dad" in a very natural way, his eyes still on his computer.

The managers of each department clearly saw from the screen that Qi Han, who was originally dark-faced, turned his head in an instant, and the expression on his face immediately changed from cloudy to clear, and he said "Huh?" softly and coldly, as if restraining himself, "What's wrong?"

Fu Juehan said: "I remember that you will be bidding for the right to sell new drugs next month, right? Did Tianke also participate?"

Qi Han: "Well, Tianke is very popular."

Fu Juehan moved the mouse, pulled up two full pages of data for him to scan, and casually said, "Let's abolish him, Tianke's account has problems, and their boss has a lot of dirty business."

Qi Han's first reaction was surprise: "How did you find out about him? He has no communication with your Wang Jiang at all."

"I..." Fu Juehan choked in his throat, and even faltered twice in a rare way.

Of course he would not say that he was afraid that Qi Han would not be able to recover in the hospital a while ago, so he sent out a dozen people to help a little bit, and then he said stubbornly: "He... nephew made trouble in Wangjiang, by the way checked."

Qi Han glanced at him, smiled suddenly, raised his hand and rubbed the eldest son's head, "It's awkward, Xiao Ge's happiness, you didn't come at all."

Fu Jue coldly snorted, and said sarcastically, "That's right, I was taught to be awkward when I was a child, so I'm naturally also awkward now."

"Hey you bastard..." Qi Han snorted him and smiled, "Let's not talk about each other."

He turned his head to face the screen again, and immediately resumed his stern look, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Tianke's investigation team?"

Someone in the meeting responded, and Qi Han said: "I asked you to check for half a month before, and you didn't find anything tricky. The bidding is about to start, and I have to know from my son that there is something wrong with the big heat?"

"A dozen of you have been working for half a month and you still can't stand up to him. Just check it out by yourself, so don't ask for this seat without your salary, and you don't want to sit."

He had a ruthless face, but in fact he couldn't hide the gratification and pride inside and out of the words, and he almost showed off his son directly. Fu Juehan took a sip of coffee unnaturally.

The team leader apologized repeatedly, and said a lot of timidly, Qi Han didn't have time to listen to his nonsense, so he cut to the next part neatly.

When Meng Yi walked out, rubbing his eyes and helping his waist, feeling dizzy, Fu Juehan's work had already been dealt with more than half, and Qi Han's meeting had also come to an end.

He didn't even open his eyes. He didn't know that someone was in a meeting, so he staggered to the side of Fu Juehan, crossed his legs and sat on his lap facing each other, and yawned while lying in the person's arms. Tears welled up in the eye sockets.

Thanks to his small size, he was able to squeeze in through the gap between the table and people. Fu Juehan pinched his limp hands lovingly, and asked softly, "Have you had enough sleep?"

"No..." Meng Yi grabbed his hand and put it under his face, rubbing it attached, with a sticky voice: "I can't sleep well without brother."

Fu Juehan smiled and kissed the top of his hair, then raised his eyes to Qi Han, who glanced sourly at his tent, but couldn't find half of Fu Ge's shadow, and probably wanted to discipline himself when he came out.

It was also a honeymoon, the young couple came to the island to play, and he came to the island to change the place to face the wall.

Boss Qi Han was not happy, so he said "the meeting is over" sullenly, and then withdrew.

Meng Yi's eyes widened suddenly when he heard these two words, and he suddenly woke up. He raised his head and looked at Qi Han's computer in a daze: "Dad, are you in a meeting?"

He was especially obedient when he just woke up, and his mouth was so sweet. Qi Han hadn't heard such soft double words for more than ten years, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, feeling refreshed, "Ah, after you fell asleep It just opened."

Meng Yi rubbed his face, his mouth was flattened, and he looked nervously at the computer, completely unaware that his curly hair was blown up like a poodle.

"Did they see me then? I didn't see you in the meeting."

Fu Juehan laughed, deliberately teasing him: "I see, I saw you running out of the tent like a fool and falling into my arms."

"Oh my god...what's the matter..." Meng Yi looked at the two of them with a slumped face, "Will it affect you?"

Fu Juehan suppressed a smile, pinched the tip of his nose: "What effect?"

"Just...that and that!" He looked at Qi Han: "Your daughter-in-law is a man, won't people from the chamber of commerce say anything?"

The two of them couldn't tease the children enough, they looked at each other and murmured tacitly, Qi Han said: "The gang of idlers will definitely arrange me behind the scenes, and Ah Jue may not be able to take over my class."

"Fuck... trough!" Meng Yi's dog's eyes were round and round, as if the sky had collapsed, and he stuttered with guilt: "Then me! Then how can I clarify for you... just say that I am the youngest son. ?"

"puff--"

Really couldn't hold back the laughter, Qi Han got up and bounced his head, "Silly boy, don't talk about daughter-in-law, my own wife is a man, who dares to say anything, let's talk about your love , don’t hide it.”

He messed up his youngest son's hair, turned around and went to look for Fu Ge in the tent.

Meng Yi was still angry when he got out of bed, he was dizzy and unable to react, he asked Fu Juehan eagerly: "Is it really okay? After all, the acceptance of our relationship is not very high now, bro, you will What if we are scolded for taking his place? Or we... just go underground?"

"Sneaky dating? There's no need for that."

Fu Juehan lowered his head and pressed against his forehead, pulled him closer into his arms, opened his clothes to wrap around him, and asked, "Why do you think the bodyguards at home always call dad Mr. Little in public?"

Meng Yi rolled his eyes, "Did they... make it public?"

"Well, Qi Han can't wait to tell the whole world that Mr. Fu Xiao is his husband."

He raised his hand and landed on the tip of Meng Yi's nose, slowly stroking his fingertips, and said in a soft but solemn voice, "If the day comes when I take his place, and you still have to follow me in a secretive way, Then I have been fooling around for more than ten years, my lover is so good, and I want the whole world to know."

Fu Juehan's work hadn't been finished yet, so Meng Yi obediently didn't disturb him, and was carried on the beach blanket to bask in the sun.

He especially likes to bask in the sun recently, around ten o'clock in the morning is just right, the sun is not so glaring, the sand is not too hot, and the sunbathing is just right to make people feel warm.

He lay on the blanket like a pancake, and when he was comfortable drying on one side, he closed his eyes and happily turned himself over, drying on the other side, and repeated several times.

Fu Juehan didn't finish his work at all, just watched him flipping himself back and forth, with his four paws spread out, lying there as if boneless, like a chubby little burrito, and he could play alone Very happy.

Qi Han looked interestingly at the side, thinking that Fu Ge always slept too wet in the tent, so he carefully carried him out and put him on Meng's side, and instructed him: "Take a look for your little daddy too."

Meng Yi quack shook his head, "We dare not, we are afraid of facing the wall."

While talking, Fu Ge woke up, Qi Han saw him run away as soon as he opened his eyes, Fu Ge was in a daze for 3 minutes without being able to move his lower body.

Meng Yi glimpsed the secret from his uncoordinated posture, and couldn't help being shy while thinking that although he and his brother had won in terms of time, Qi Han could barely win in terms of quality.

So he snorted and rubbed against Fu Ge like a little milk dog, handed him a glass of orange juice, and asked, "Daddy, do you have a pain in your butt?"

With a sound of "Pfft—", the orange juice came out as it went in. Fu Ge covered his mouth and raised his eyes to look at him, with tears still on his thick eyelashes. Do you know how to be ashamed?"

Meng Yi's face was flushed, and he chuckled softly, "My brother said you don't have to be ashamed with Dad." He took out a small tube of ointment from his pocket, squinting his eyes with a rather proud expression: "This, this! It's easy to use, I use it very well!"

They were all big men, and after hearing all the shameful things yesterday, Fu Ge didn't feel awkward, put away the ointment and lay next to him.

During the period, Fu Juehan and Qi Han came over and put a layer of sunscreen on them respectively, so the two small burritos were tossed and fiddled with, and the father and son who had done something wrong asked them again Hungry or thirsty or thirsty, after getting a negative answer, one of them was fed a lozenge.

They didn't stop the car last night, and both of them were hoarse.

After they left, Meng Yi, who had just been turned over, didn't want to move any more. He lay down next to Fu Ge's shoulder with sugar in his mouth, sniffed the tip of his nose, and muttered, "Little dad, you smell just like my brother. .”

Fu Ge: "What's the smell?"

"Hmm... orange blossom? I can't tell." He tried to describe it: "My brother smells very safe, and you smell very gentle, just... like my mother."

Fu Ge turned his head, his eyes as clear and gentle as sea water traced his face twice, then he opened his arms and called him, "Come here."

"Hey hey good!" Meng Yi threw himself into his arms like a small cannonball, leaning on Fu Ge's shoulder and looking up at the sky.

Compared with Qi Han, he prefers to be close to Fu Ge, his father, and even wants to post it when he sees it. He is as attached to him as a chick is attached to his mother's wings. Song felt a steady stream of love.

Qi Han is like a mountain sheltered from wind and snow, while he is like a sweet stream on the mountain.

"Are you thinking about your mother?"

Meng nodded, his little heart seemed to be tightly clenched, and his whole body was limp.

"I heard from my brother that he went to Meng's house to pick up my mother many times, but my mother didn't want to come to the hospital. I was afraid that she would get angry with me because of Uncle Meng and don't want to see me again..."

"You and my mother are friends, right?" Meng Yi asked hesitantly, "Can you help me... well, intercede, I want to visit her..."

Fu Ge sighed, raised his arm around his neck, and nodded on Meng Yi's nose, "How could it be that she doesn't want to see her, she just doesn't know how to deal with it."

He took out his phone, flipped through the photo album, and slid down for a long time before he found a photo. It was a little boy wearing a melon cap, dressed very thinly. He was holding a thick down jacket in his hand, and turned his head to look at the camera. eyes full of surprises, as if asking: Can you really give it to me?

"Look, is it you?"

Meng Yi blinked in disbelief, "How could Dad have this photo?"

"Your mother sent it to me." He showed the phone to Meng Yi slowly, and looked up at the sky. Even after many years, he still vaguely remembered what Tao Ya said before he decided to adopt Meng Yi.

"She told me that she picked you at a glance in the kindergarten."

"Such a small and well-behaved baby, when he looked at me, his eyes were full of yearning, and tears were already rolling in his eyes, but he still told me seriously: I love allergies, my body is not good, and it is not easy to raise. Auntie, do you want to see other children again?"

Xiao Mengyi even took her by the hand and walked around the garden, introducing to her those healthy children very carefully. It was obvious that other children rushed to behave when an adult came, and they dreamed that they would be accepted by them. Picking away, only he is really thinking about Tao Ya.

I really want to have a family, but the dean said that I am not easy to raise. If I die, this aunt will be sad.

Fu Ge smiled and asked him, "Do you know what Xiaoya told me at that time?"

Meng Yi wiped his eyes and asked hoarsely, "What?"

"She said, I must give this little angel a home."

"No matter what Meng Qingshu's purpose for adopting you is, and what attitude Meng Xiang takes to take care of you, Xiaoya loves you from the beginning to the end, Xiaobao, she regards you as an angel.

The author says:

Xiaobao, you are also my angel (ˊˋ*)