Chapter 145： miss (2/2)

"Nothing, I just want to hug you." Fu Heng arched his back and buried his head on Qing Qing's shoulders, not wanting his wife to see his extremely ugly appearance.

Fortunately, Qingqing didn't mean to ask the bottom line, she stood quietly on the spot, enjoying the hug silently.

For a long while.

"Fu Heng." Qing Qing said unbearably.

"Huh?" Fu Heng's consciousness was still immersed in the warm fragrance of nephrite jade, and he did not return to his senses.

"My legs are numb." A little wronged.

"..." Fu Heng turned around, squatted slightly, and motioned Qingqing to climb up: "I will carry you back."

With a little cheer, Qingqing threw himself on Fu Heng's back like a koala.

Let him carry himself firmly, step by step, step by step on the overlapping shadow of the two of them, and slowly walk towards the door at the end of the street lamp.

"Uncle." The rice cake in the car looked sideways and stared out the window, and the uncle who had not started the car for a long time couldn't help reminding him: "Aren't we going home?"

"...Back." Bai Qiyu returned to his senses, immediately turned the key, stepped on the clutch, put the gear on, and started the car to go home.

Along the way, relying on the child's intuition, he perceives that Bai Qiyu is in a bad mood, and the rice cake also obediently does not speak and keeps quiet.

He can't learn to comfort others and make them happy like Qingqing that day, so he can only accompany others in his own way.

The car was slightly bumpy on the road.

The nian gao is a little bit sleepy in this environment, starting from the little head.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, he seemed to hear the little uncle's self-talk: "Missed it, or missed it, and never go back."

Who missed it?

What is missing?

What can't you go back?

They were all words that were incomprehensible for the rice cakes. It was too much brainstorming. He simply stopped struggling with these insignificant questions and continued to accompany Zhou Gong to do his homework in his dream.

There are a lot of homework in elementary school, many times more than kindergarten. If you don't hurry to complete vacation homework, you will be criticized by the teacher.

Nian Gao doesn't care about his father being educated by the teacher, but he cares about his uncle being criticized by the teacher.

Such a good uncle will not allow the teacher to criticize him.

***

Fu Heng answered the phone on the balcony, while Qing Qing nestled on the sofa in the living room to play games.

She just recently indulged in this

In the new game, although the ranking dishes are very good, but the character fashion inside can not bear to look good.

That's right, she abruptly turned a competitive mobile game into a dress-up game, and she is still the kind of player who likes Krypton to buy fashion.

In contrast, her game partner is at odds with her.

Han Weilan also likes to buy clothes, even crazier than Qingqing.

She can smash tens of thousands of rare fashions in the lottery without getting garish, Qingqing stings a little bit, and only pays a few hundred and one thousand to take it slowly.

It's a pity that they can wear the most beautiful clothes, but they can't do any enemy.

This is very confusing, the game **** on the side of Han Weilan has something to do, and there is no time to play with them, so that the two rookies who were released were miserably abused.

I was also ridiculed and scolded by the enemy and teammates.

"Little Shen."

Fu Sishen was swiping his cell phone bored, and suddenly heard his mother calling him.

"What's the order of the Queen Mother?"

He leaned over with a grin and played a trick.

"Will you play this game?"

Qingqing showed up the receipt screen. Fu Si looked at it carefully and nodded immediately: "That must be possible. Some of the fashions in it were designed by our studio's artists."

The developer who produced this game knows him, and the relationship between the two is pretty good, and occasionally lends artists and programmers to each other when they are too busy.

As the boss, Fu Sishen can act as a shopkeeper, leaving most of his official duties aside, but he must never have a little understanding of the operation of the studio.

Even though he hasn't managed the studio much on the surface, in fact the entire studio is under his control.

It's just that everyone is confused by the appearance of Fu Sishen's hippie smiling face, forgetting that this founder, who founded the studio so far, is still their major shareholder in front of the scene.

However, the above information, for Qingqing, has not yet known that the younger son will play this game to be attractive.

She immediately asked her younger son to go online and take her to play with Han Weilan.

It is inevitable that the great **** was dragged to death by two rookies again. Before the game, Qingqing had especially solemnly reminded the younger son that it was very difficult to fly the two of them.

As a result, Fu Sishen was not afraid at all.

Because this kid found foreign aid.

In the 5vs5 conventional battle, in addition to Qingqing and Han Weilan each occupying a position, Fu Sishen also pulled two powerful foreign aids.

One of them, Qingqing, was naturally familiar, and was An Ran who went to school abroad.

The other one she knows is also a colleague from the younger son's company, or his good brother, Lu Renjia.

All three of them have good skills, and with three with two, Qingqing finally realized the joy of lying down and winning.

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