Before dinner, Fu Hanqi and Fu Shiqin came back from work together.
Upon returning home, Fu Shiqin showed off the couple's ring in his hand.
Fu Shizhen glanced at him and shouted disdainfully.
"It's not a wedding ring. What's so good."
"Then you have to give me a look." Fu Shiqin looked proud of the spring breeze.
"Don't be a couple ring, I have had winter and winter, we still have lovers shirts, couple hats, and couple WeChat heads, do you have them?" Fu Shizhen turned back.
This kind of eight hundred years has not talked about love, it will be so arrogant.
Fu Shiqin grinds his teeth. "I will have it soon."
Not a couple shirt, he will buy it later.
Not a couple's head, he will change when he goes back.
Although Fu Shizhen was on the mouth of Fu Shiqin, but his heart has long been panic, thinking about how to pass the future father-in-law.
Fu Shiqin let people put things on the car, holding two small buns buns.
"Yousuke, hey, the second uncle is leaving, you have to think about the second uncle."
It’s good to move from home, that is, I can’t see two cute buns every day, and my heart is reluctant.
"When you leave, you don't come back." Mrs. Fu glanced at him and shouted, "I have time, bring Ling Xiao back."
"Yes, the mother is an adult." Fu Shiqin assured.
Mrs. Fu saw that they were all back and urged.
"It’s good to have dinner, wash your hands and prepare to eat."
Fu Shiqin heard it and let go of it for a while.
"I don't eat, I have to go back and cook for me."
Fu Shengying listened, hate the iron and looked at it.
"Be a master at home, and then rush to be a slave."
"Dad, this is not a slave, this is the charm of love."