She stepped directly on Fu Jingheng with her sock-less feet, and said jokingly, "If you guess what I wrote correctly, I'll let you go."
Fu Jingheng was going crazy. He felt extremely uncomfortable every time the feathers touched his skin.
"Xi, baby wrote it as Xi, right?"
In a word, it means forbearance and restraint.
"That's not right." Fu Jingheng was taught a lesson.
Container Rong Xi thought it was very amusing, but he didn't know how Fu Jingheng tricked him into untying the restraints on his hands.
"Baby, did you have fun?"
Rong Xi was pinned down by him and couldn't escape his clutches at all.
"If you call me Baba, well..."
Fu Jingheng decided not to let her speak tonight, it would be fine like this.
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When little Fu Huai was two years old, Rong Xi became pregnant again.
This time she chose twins, and her belly was scary big.
Fu Jingheng is more anxious than Rong Xi every day.
She had to control Rong Xi and prevent her from running around, and she also had to control Fu Huai and prevent this little troublemaker who was just full of curiosity about the world and wanted to touch everything.
"Fu Huai, can you please listen to me? Can you touch the socket?"
After saying that, he did not forget to remind Jiang Rongxi who was about to eat ice cream.
"Baby and you, you are already in the third trimester, don't eat these cold foods."
In just two years, Fu Jingheng's husbandly look was fully revealed.
This became even more obvious after the two children came to the ground.
After Rong Xi gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, Fu Jingheng felt sorry for her because of the hardship she went through during each pregnancy and refused to let her have another one, and she had to wear it every time.
Now with the addition of Le Yan’s two children at home, they destroy the house every day and it is very lively.
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Fu Huai finally married Le Yan's daughter. When both families heard the news, they were overjoyed.
When Fu Huai was 25 years old, Fu Jingheng handed over the company to him, and she took Rong Xi to live a retirement life.
Fu Jingheng was 82 years old when he passed away, and the person he missed most was Rong Xi.
Knowing that his time was up, he made Rong Xi cola chicken wings, which was Rong Xi's favorite food.
"Thank you, baby."
"Don't be afraid, I'll be there with you soon."
Rong Xi sincerely shed tears this time, he was reluctant to leave Fu Jingheng.
"System, let's go!"
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