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Chapter 8 The little girl is angry

I didn't expect that Xiao Jianren was so good -looking, those women who spent money to find, I don't know how much beauty. 【】

Although I have given birth to a child, this waist and legs ...

He naturally wants money, but this person ... it is also good to play with.

Anyway, he has no blood relationship with this cheap girl. It is better to play for others. It is better to play with him.

Thinking of this, Ji Mingcheng's face that was originally insignificant was even more insignificant.

"Here is Fucheng Building. If you are caught by someone, you will not blindly." Ji Mingcheng did not say the real thoughts in his heart, and found an excuse to perfunctory.

Wu Cuihua is a typical rural woman with unknown characters. How can I know these? Anyway, the son said that everything is right.

"Good good, the son is right, it is right to listen to you!"

Ji Mingcheng flashed a hint of greed in his eyes, and he glanced at Wu Cuihua: "You are waiting here, I past."

Wu Cuihua held Ji Mingcheng's hand nervously: "Ah, can you go alone? Do you want me to accompany you?"

Ji Mingcheng dumped her hand disgusting: "You stay honestly here, don't bother me."

After speaking, Ji Mingcheng left the cleaning car and left.

He followed the direction of Ji La.

Nympho

Fu Liangcheng took Fu Ranran back to the office on the top floor.

Fu Ranran sat on the sofa with a lips, as if a little unhappy. She shrank her legs on the corner of the sofa with her legs, which looked particularly pitiful.

Fu Liangcheng originally planned to dry her, but as soon as this thought, Fu Liangcheng had squatted in front of Fu Ranran.

A big man of one meter eighty -five, squatting in front of the little girl.

He reached out and squeezed Fu Ranran's face: "Dyeing, angry?"

Fu Ranran turned his head and didn't look at him.

Fu Liangcheng had a little smile in his eyes, and coaxed patiently: "What's wrong, where does Dad make you unhappy?"

Fu Ranyan's mouth was red, and his eyes were red: "I, I want to make a beautiful sister a mother."

Hearing that she mentioned this again, Fu Liangcheng flashed a trace of surprise. In the past five years, Fu Ranran never told him the word of his mother.

Why do you want her to be a mother when I see Ji Ma?

What magic is there in this season?

Fu Liangcheng patiently coaxed Fu Ranran: "That's the partner of Dad's company, not a mother."

"Can the partner not become a mother?" Fu Ranran didn't cry when he was sad, just red eyes, more distressing than crying.

She said poorly: "I like beautiful sister, I want beautiful sister to be a mother."

Fu Liangcheng reached out and pressed the forehead: "What do you like?"

Except for beautiful spots, there are no special ones.

Fu Ranran sucked the tip of the red nose, and whose whispered: "Beautiful sister ... there is a taste of a mother on her body."

Fu Liangcheng was helpless. Of course, it was impossible for the child to pull Ji Lai as a mother because of a word, so Fu Liangcheng changed the topic: "Dad takes you downstairs to play?"

Fu Ranran was silent, and then seemed to think of something, nodded and whispered: "Okay, go downstairs."

Seeing that she had forgotten the idea of ​​looking for Ji La Dang as a mother, Fu Liangcheng relieved unconsciously.

He can plan everything and calmly.
Chapter completed!
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