Chapter 581, Xiaoqi, welcome home~
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"Little Seven".

"Um?".

"Are you still angry?".

Hearing this, Fang Jiuran's pretty face flushed immediately;

"What do you think, am I the kind of woman with a small belly? If I'm still angry, I can't talk to you, hum."

Hearing this, Fang Chen scratched the back of his head.

After his confession just now, Fang Jiuran had already let go of the grudge in his heart.

In this scene, Feng Qiuhuang.

It also became the finishing touch to the finale of the "Spring Festival Gala" program performed by the inpatient department tonight.

Many old men in their seventies and eighties, old ladies can't help recalling their youth.

These people all came from the period of the Republic of China, and their memories of the times are deeply imprinted, and they remind them of the youthful love under the gunfire.

It will be more empathetic.

The two sat in Lin Zifan's Rolls-Royce phantom, and the hard-working Lin Zifan acted as the driver of the two of them again.

There is no such thing as hospitalization.

Fang Jiuran's heart knot was untied, and the little bastard who was the culprit came to him in person again.

Is it necessary to continue to stay in the inpatient department?

"Where are you going?"

Lin Zifan rolled his eyes several times as he watched Fang Jiuran and Fang Chen throwing dog food wildly in the back row.

What evil did I do in my previous life?

Fang Jiuran glanced at Fang Chen, who smiled;
"Building 22, Lianhu Road".

That was Fang Jiuran's New Year's gift to Fang Chen.

Today happened to be New Year's Eve, one of the two woke up, and the other recovered well after being hospitalized for an afternoon.

Of course, I want to go to the place where Fang Jiuran has spent a lot of thought.

Hearing this, Lin Zifan rolled his eyes again.

Speaking of which, the worst person tonight was actually Lin Yiqin who had originally agreed to share the same hatred with Fang Jiuran.

Good guy, I originally planned to let Young Master Fang shut the door together.

As a result, Fang Chen punched down with a combination of punches, and Fang Jiuran lost his resistance, and there was no excuse for his anger.

On the contrary, it was Lin Yiqin, who sang with both black and white faces.

Fang Chen was still a little embarrassed.

After all, she was not ready for a change in her attitude, and sister Jiu Ran had already defected to the enemy.

"Yiqin, we will take you together...".

"Hmph, it's not necessary.

You should stay with sister Jiuran well.

I can understand that I am a hard-working little tool person.

When sister Jiuran needs me, my sister is long and my sister is short...".

"Now that you are back together, you leave me alone."

Hey!
Good guy, who did Lin Yiqin learn tea language from?

Fang Chen smiled, and stretched out his hand from the car window to pinch Lin Yiqin's small face.

"Stop making trouble, let's go."

"Don't go, today is the honeymoon period between you and sister Jiuran, you should enjoy your own tenderness."

Lin Yiqin blinked her big eyes at Fang Jiuran.

Fang Jiuran suddenly blushed and lowered her head.

But over there, Fang Jiuran still did not forget to mouth to Lin Yiqin;

"Don't forget our plan~".

Lin Yiqin raised her red lips.

By the way, I just remembered that the surprise that Fang Jiuran was going to give Fang Chen was not just the house.

Fang Chen was able to fall from the abyss to the cliff for Fang Piaomiao regardless of life and death.

This point, Fang Jiuran still has some taste...

"OK!".

After making a gesture, Lin Yiqin glanced at Fang Chen and Fang Jiuran ambiguously, and snorted coldly in his heart;
Comrade scumbag, your test and trial will only begin tomorrow, so tonight I will make you proud first.

Seeing Lin Yiqin was unwilling to follow.

Fang Chen also understood that this was her statement.

I want to leave today's precious reunion time to the two of Chen Ran.

Now he stopped forcing and greeted Lin Zifan.

The driver who arranged for the Lin family drove another car and took Lin Yiqin back to the villa in the Lin family manor.

Lin Zifan was driving slowly on the streets of Changquan City.

It was around zero o'clock before Fang Chen was sent to the villa area of ​​Building 22 on Lianhu Road.

After getting out of the car.

Fang Chen looked around, and the couple who were still arguing when he left just now had disappeared.

Thinking about it, it's the New Year's Eve, how can anyone stand on the main road and argue endlessly...

Fang Jiuran's interest recovered a bit, and he chatted with Fang Chen about the recent events along the way.

Big and small things, many of them are insignificant things.

But for a woman.

If she is willing to share what happens every day around her.

Even if it's just a small, small thing, if you share it with you and let you know, it's an explanation in disguise.

You occupy a very important position in her heart.

She wants you when you are not by her side.

It can also be integrated into her life, and I want to make sure that there will never be any estrangement and strangeness caused by distance between you.

Fang Chen silently listened to Fang Jiuran speak.

The crisp voice is like the sound of nature.

From time to time, when Fang Jiuran expressed his point of view, Fang Chen would also participate in the discussion.

The two of them were laughing and walking into the small red bungalow.

"Ding dong; Chen'er welcome home".

Fang Chen smiled slightly, surrounded by the fragrance of beautiful women, he really had a warm feeling of being at home.

Speaking of which, Fang Jiuran's temperament is completely different from Fang Piaomiao's.

Fang Jiuran is dignified, mature, considerate and sensible, but it is understandable to get a little emotional from time to time.

How can anyone really think about others?

But it's all about accommodation.

A woman's nature is to make trouble for no reason.

If a girl loses this trump card, how boring this world will be between lovers who are still in love...

Fang Jiuran's petite temper is not quite similar to Fang Piaomiao's petite tsundere.

But it's also lovable.

"Chen'er, welcome home~".

Beside him, Fang Jiuran suddenly took Fang Chen's arm and smiled with white and neat white teeth.

Fang Chen was taken aback for a moment, but quickly reacted, squatting down to help Fang Jiuran take off her boots, and took out her slippers;
"Xiaoqi, welcome home~".

After Fang Jiuran heard these words, the charming dimples on his face deepened a little.

Subconsciously reached out and touched Fang Chen's head.

This is my man!
For me, a man who is willing to kill the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion alone and make a big fuss against the world.

My little man, he has really grown up.

The house used to be quiet and empty...

The huge villa seemed a bit quiet.

However, after the two of Chen Ran came here, it suddenly became lively.

After Fang Jiuran changed into his slippers, he immediately dragged Fang Chen around the living room;
"See that little desk lamp?".

It's full of details.

However, when Fang Chen came here for the first time, he really didn't notice a desk lamp in the living room.

Why press a table lamp when there is a chandelier?

Fang Jiuran showed a cunning look on his face;
"Hey, don't you think it looks familiar?".

Fang Chen squatted down suspiciously, looked carefully, and suddenly turned pale with shock;

"Damn, isn't this my little eDonkey...".

(End of this chapter)