Rebirth

"Can't you be more tactful? What's the point of being so stubborn with my father?" After Fu Shenhai left, Fu Jun couldn't help feeling a little

complain.

"What's the matter! He hates me." Jing Muhao smiled bitterly, looked at Fu Jun, endured it and continued: "

I'd love to have a good talk with him if I could.But he didn't want to see me at all, let alone talk to me.

"

Fu Jun had no choice but to look at Jing Muhao helplessly, "Who made you insist on pestering me!"

"Yeah, why do I have to pester you." Jing Muhao muttered to himself, teasing himself, put his arms around Fu Jun and said, "Anyway, as long as things are progressing, choose a date to get married!"

Fu Jun really wanted to say goodbye to you, but in the end he gave up his idea.

Fu Jun looked at Jing Muhao helplessly, "I have to go home, what about you?"

"Of course it's Husband and Husui!" Jing Muhao smiled badly, "I don't know how to live without you."

"Take care of your mouth!" Fu Jun almost rolled his eyes, he really had nothing to say to Jing Muhao.

"Well, I'll try my best to take care of it, but if I take care of it too well, I'll become dumb." Jing Muhao rubbed against Fu Jun coquettishly, like a cat that just took a bath, clingy and soft lazy.

"..." Fu Jun didn't bother to say unnecessary words to him, and their relationship became more and more incomprehensible.He does like men, but his liking does not mean that he must have some status with men.

But now the man's persistence is different from ordinary people, making him want to back down but can't.

"Do you really think marriage is so important?" Fu Jun was a little puzzled, and asked again.In fact, even he himself found it quite strange. Even three months ago, he still hated men approaching him.

The answer is naturally yes!He simply didn't think about how to go with the man in the future, he could only take one step at a time.The two returned home at the same time again, but this time they had just entered the door when Jing Muhao was stopped by a phone call.The call was from his long-lost grandpa.

Just when he decided to drag Fu Jun back to Jing's house, he was interrupted by the laughter outside the door.

Grandpa's hearty voice came from outside, which gave him an indescribable intimacy.Subconsciously looked at Fu Jun, said with a smile: "Grandpa has come to support us."

Fu Jun had mixed feelings in his heart for a moment, seeing Jing Muhao's somewhat smug smile, he really wanted to shake the man's face away.

"Little Jun..." Mr. Jing walked towards Fu Jun like an arrow, the wrinkles on his face were like blooming chrysanthemums, full of pride,

"Little Jun, do you know how much I want you to come to my Jing's house?"

"..." Although Fu Jun felt quite embarrassed, according to his seniority, he should indeed call Mr. Jing a grandfather, so he also called out according to common sense: "Grandpa."

"Hey!" The answer was really neat, "This voice sounds so comfortable!"

"Xiaohao, you have to learn more from Xiaojun, this little mouth is so sweet!" Fu Jun's face was almost dark when he said this, but Jing Lao didn't seem to notice.Holding Fu Jun with one hand, and Jing Muhao with the other.

"Now, my old bones can be regarded as a good one. Let's go and see your father." Jing Lao held Fu Jun's hand tightly and walked towards the main house.

When Fu Shenhai saw Mr. Jing, he was not only surprised, but also in a bad mood.

He couldn't treat Mr. Jing like he did to Jing Muhao.But when he thought that the old man came to see his son and wanted to take this opportunity to propose marriage to him, his mood became worse.

"Xiao Hai, bring my grandson to propose marriage." Old Jing walked towards the stiff Fu Shenhai with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Jing, what are you doing? Proposing marriage is still waived. My daughters have already married into wives. The sons in the family will naturally marry wives and have children." Fu Shenhai could only pretend to be confused now.

"You don't have to be a woman to marry a wife and have children." Mr. Jing said it easily, and he sat down on the sofa while talking, "Xiao Hai, you can be regarded as the child I watched grow up. The two families are related, and if this matter can be accomplished, we can be regarded as close relatives." Given his seniority, I believe that with Fu Shenhai's self-cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to offend him, an elder!

"That's impossible, my Xiaojun..."

"Everything is possible, nothing is impossible. And look at these two children, they are right." Mr. Jing said to himself, not caring at all that Fu Shenhai's complexion was turning purple.

"Xiao Hai, let me let the two of them get married earlier." Jing Lao seemed not to see Fu Shenhai's frightening expression, he still spoke slowly and took it for granted.

Fu Shenhai really wanted to say, this is impossible.But when I thought about what I said in Fu Jun's office today, I felt that if I insisted on opposing it now, I would really be a person who backtracked.

"Mr. Jing, even if two men get married, even if they don't say that they violate Chang Lun, their nonsense can't be accepted." Fu Shenhai gritted his teeth and said to Mr. Jing.

"The two of them live their lives. What does it have to do with others? Do you hope that they can't even make the decision to get married? How independent do you expect them to be in the future?"

Jing Lao looked at Fu Shenhai calmly, and continued: "If they can really be together, it will be a good thing."

"Mr. Jing..." Fu Shenhai cursed inwardly. After all, he couldn't even convince the younger ones, let alone the stubborn old man in front of him.My heart throbbed from time to time, and my mood was also hit by various blows.

"I know what you mean. Our Jing family can take the responsibility." Mr. Jing plausibly promised, "I hope the children can be happy.

blessing. "

Fu Shenhai was stunned by Mr. Jing's words, no matter how much he objected in his heart, he couldn't say a word in the end.He thought that Jing Muhao was going to marry his son, not to mention how disgusted he was.

He is a person with good face, but now their face is not worth mentioning in the eyes of Jing Muhao, a junior.

"Old Jing..." Fu Shenhai knew what he said to Jing Muhao in the office before, and it was too late to speak.Apart from his regrets, he was deeply bored with himself. He didn't know whether he was confused by Jing Muhao at that time or whether he no longer refused Jing Muhao to approach his son in his heart and said that kind of thoughtless words.

"Okay, Xiao Hai, let them get married. They talked for a while, my grandson has never been so attached to a person. What's more, I think Xiao Jun can completely conquer Xiao Hao, let them try Right. Except that Xiaohao is not a woman, she must be a good modern wife." Jing Lao smiled kindly, but in Fu Shenhai's eyes, this is not kindness, but cunning!

"I can't control the children's affairs." After all, Mr. Jing is his elder, after all, he also said in Fu Jun's office before that if he wants to get married, he will get married.Now that he wants to oppose it, it doesn't make much sense to realize it.

"Yeah, let them decide on their own affairs. I'll call Mr. Fu another day, and I believe he won't object to the little one.

Jun and Xiaohao's marriage. "He had already planned in his heart that he would bring Fu Lao back, and then they would have a good talk. Although he and Fu Lao had been at odds for decades, and although they were somewhat at odds with each other, they actually had nothing to do with each other. Deep hatred.

Mr. Jing spoke very frankly, not fast, but very forcefully and unquestionably: "Young people's affairs, let them go on their own. If we encounter problems in the future, we just need to watch from the sidelines. If they really If you can’t bear it, give some more suggestions and let them make their own decisions.”

"Do as Mr. Jing wants." Even if Fu Shenhai doesn't want to, he can't be a person who keeps repeating unprincipled positions.

"That's good, that's good!" At this moment, Mr. Jing laughed again until his chrysanthemum blossomed.Stretching out his hand to hold Fu Jun, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

This young man who has been living a low-key life will become a member of their Jing family.Although this person can't bear children, but with his talent, he is guaranteed to be envious of some old and immortal people around him.

Thinking very comfortably, and because of this, Mr. Jing had dinner at Fu's house that night.Facing a group of juniors, Mr. Jing seemed particularly amiable.This made Fu Jun have a different understanding of Mr. Jing, as if he felt that Mr. Jing was actually quite young and could easily integrate into their lives.

After a meal, Mr. Jing was satisfied.When he left, he forcefully took Fu Jun away.

He felt that Sun Tzu and Xiaojun were a whole and inseparable.Because of this, he felt that Fu Jun should marry into their Jing family, although in terms of financial resources, the Jing family is not as good as the Fu family.

Fu Jun did not refuse Mr. Jing's forceful pull out of politeness. He looked helplessly at his father's completely smudged face, but he couldn't speak to persuade him. After all, it was in front of outsiders.

The first time Fu Jun spent the night at the Jing family's main house was also the first time he stepped into the gate of the Jing family's old house.Regardless of past life or present life, he has never been to the main house of the Jing family, especially Jing Muhao's room.However, at this moment, the room that seemed too mysterious was right in front of his eyes.

When he was pulled into the room by Jing Muhao, when he saw that the room maintained the clean and monotonous space that a bachelor should have, surprise flashed in his subtle eyes.

Behind him is Jing Muhao's long body, which is tightly attached to his back.

"Xiao Jun, I finally brought you home." Jing Muhao's tone seemed to be slightly choked up, but his voice was particularly strong.Slowly wrapping hands around his waist, rubbing gently for a moment.Although separated by several layers of clothes, Fu Jun still felt the heat from Jing Muhao's palm.

"..." Fu Jun wanted to turn around and face Jing Muhao, but Jing Muhao refused.

The neck was covered with wetness, he knew that Jing Muhao was kissing the back of his neck...

"We're getting married, Xiaojun, are you happy?" Jing Muhao's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the breath he exhaled became hotter and hotter, confusing Fu Jun's calm brain... …