Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Feng Moyan already knew that she was still feeling uncomfortable today, but now seeing her cold face and sarcasm in her words, she became even more convinced.

Junlian smiled slightly. He didn't mind the woman's attitude. Instead, he said aggrievedly: "I sent you so many WeChat messages, but you haven't replied. I'm afraid you'll be angry."

"I was shopping, and I couldn't spare a bunch of things, so I didn't reply."

"Excuse, you're just angry."

"You think too much, really not."

There is no need to be obsessed with this question, Feng Moyan shifted his gaze, looked at the shopping bags piled up on the coffee table and the sofa, he had nothing to say, "Have you bought so many things?"

"..." The woman ignored her and just cleaned up by herself, putting the children's clothes together as much as possible.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Feng Moyan didn't care. He moved the wheelchair forward and reached for the bags.

Look inside one by one.

Yang Qianyu glanced at him, "What are you doing?"

The man frowned, "I bought so many, all of which belong to you and the children?"

"Why not?"

"At least you should give me one by the way." Mr. Feng said in a very humble tone.

The woman glanced at him with a half-smile, "You're sitting in a wheelchair, and you still need to pay attention to how you dress?"

Someone said confidently: "It's bad enough for me to be in a wheelchair, shouldn't I dress better?"

Yang Qianyu heard his anxious tone and couldn't help smiling.

"The old man is alone, and he still needs to dress up nicely! What do you want to dress up nicely? And you want to be an old peacock with its tail open, seductive everywhere?"

She had a coquettish tone, and while teasing, she turned her head and squinted a few times.

She didn't feel anything about that appearance, but in Feng Moyan's eyes, it was full of seductiveness.

It made him lose all souls and souls.

"I dress better, and I'm showing you... I can't even handle one of you, so I'm going to flirt with you." He stared blankly at the woman's bright and delicate side face, his mind was full of images that were not suitable for children, and his voice was trembling. Some float.

Yang Qianyu cursed "rogue", but took out a brocade box from a packaging bag, turned around and threw it to him: "Here, here it is for you."

The box was thrown into his arms, hitting his lower abdomen just right.

Feng Moyan was shocked suddenly, woke up from the intoxication, touched his lower abdomen that was hit, and picked up the brocade box in surprise: "Is there mine?"

With a cheerful smile on his face, he opened the brocade box and saw that it was a tie.

The color is very low-key, but the dark pattern is very high-end, which is in line with his identity and taste.

"The ceremony is light and the affection is heavy. I will wear it tomorrow."

Compared with her and the children's full booty, this mere tie is really nothing.

But she has the heart, and it's rare for her to think of buying him a gift when she's angry with him.

Yang Qianyu muttered: "If Fei Xuefei didn't pull me in, I wouldn't want to buy it for you."

Fisher said, you bought so much in one night, all of which belonged to yourself and your children. Your Mr. Feng has no hair, isn't it too much?

So Fei dragged her into a certain luxury men's clothing store.

After choosing and choosing, she was still unconvinced and picked a tie to dismiss.

"Your best friend is not bad, the bystander knows."

"What do you mean? Call me stupid?"

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Mr. Feng is very humble tonight.

Yang Qianyu tidied up his clothes neatly, and conveniently put the children's packing bags in front of him, "Here, just in time for you to take them back."

He glanced, his face slightly stunned, "What about you?"

"I said I'm not going tonight."

"I came here to pick you up, but you still don't go?"

"It's so late, I'm so tired, I don't want to make a fuss."

This is also true.

She hadn't gone shopping for a long time, and she was very excited when she was shopping, but she felt her legs hurt and her feet were soft after shopping, and now she just wanted to wash up and go to sleep.

But Feng Moyan has come here, how could he return empty-handed?

If she doesn't go, then he simply...

Looking around the living room, and then upstairs, he asked suspiciously: "I remember...you have an aunt here."

"Well, but I went back the day before yesterday, so I should come back tomorrow."

So, tonight they are alone, a two-person world?

The man's eyes rolled, and a low-key but evil smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, and he said solemnly: "I've been busy all day, and I'm so tired, I don't want to bother."

Yang Qianyu looked at him, "What do you mean?"

"In such a big house, it's too deserted for you to live alone. I'll stay with you."

"..." The woman stared at him with displeasure.

He turned a blind eye and looked around the room before turning the wheelchair away from the sofa.

While looking at it, he showed a contemptuous and disgusted expression.

Yang Qianyu looked at him like a king inspecting him, turned to look at him, and said in a high tone, "Feng Moyan, hurry back, the children are at home alone."

"I can't go back, Ah Quan has already left. Children, don't worry, Aunt Rong, Ah Quan, and so many bodyguards and servants are fine."

At the end of the speech, seeing the woman's expression was obviously displeased, he stopped again and said seriously: "When I get a good night's sleep, Ah Quan will pick me up at six o'clock tomorrow morning, and I will go back to send the children to school."

Yang Qianyu: "..."

Knowing that this guy is shameless, she must have made up her mind not to leave when she came, so she didn't waste any more words.

When she turned to go upstairs, she gloated and said, "Then you can sleep on the sofa downstairs!"

Sleep on the sofa?

Feng Moyan was stunned.

Doesn't this villa even have an indoor elevator?

He subconsciously looked around and searched. Fortunately, he found an indoor elevator on the side of the stairs.

only……

Why does it seem to be bad?

After researching for a while, he almost understood that the elevator should be locked after not being used for a long time.

Thinking of the owner of the villa, he took out his phone and called directly regardless of what time it was.

Gong Beize connected, "Why are you calling so late?"

Mr. Feng lazily said: "During the years you were in Fengyun, I didn't treat you harshly, did I? The house is decorated like a slum."

"House renovation?" Gong Beize was at a loss when he heard it, he was stunned for a few seconds to react, and asked in surprise, "Did you go to find Qian Yu?"

He was silent.

In the next second, Young Master Gong snapped back unceremoniously: "You don't care! I love that style, can't you?"

Mr. Feng: "If you have old-fashioned taste, you have to admit it. If you are stubborn, it's boring."

"Oh! What kind of person are you? How dare you say me? You think my house decoration is tasteless and low-grade, and you have wronged your child's mother? Then you should be better at bringing people back to your own place! "

Feng Moyan is used to a poisonous tongue, especially when talking to his good brother, he is full of firepower.

Unexpectedly, this time the boat capsized in the gutter.

However, Mr. Feng's fighting power should not be underestimated. He was stunned for a second and immediately found a new slot: "I'll just say a few words about you, why do you look like you have been shot? I know you are still single at an age, and you are covered in a There is nowhere to vent the fire, so I suggest you go to the blind date market."

Taunt him for being single and unable to find a girlfriend!

After hearing this, Gong Beize laughed angrily, "Young Master enjoys being single, understand? I don't even bother to talk about you. You are so old, you have three children, you almost lost your life, and your legs are useless. Up to now, I can’t deal with a woman, and I’m running to the place where people live in the middle of the night to show courteousness—are you a man? Can you do it? As your brother, I’m ashamed of you!”

At this moment, Young Master Gong's heart os: Come on, let's hurt each other!Who is afraid of whom!

Obviously, Young Master Gong's strong output has successfully suppressed Mr. Feng.

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