Chapter 874 (2/2)

Through.

It's very thorough.

When did she wear this dress?

You don't have to guess. You know who dressed her.

Fu Tingyu came to the living room from the second floor with his son.

The little wine, which had been carrying the goods, looked at Fu Tingyu discontentedly. His lotus like arms were like rowing boats, ”Baba, down, nest to go down ～”

when the night fell, he came to see the young master holding the master's hand and was sweating for him in his heart.

Ba always follows after the night falls, sees the small wine, also can't help but for it, ”meow ~” seeks many blessings for oneself!

Fu Tingyu directly handed the wine to yeluo: ”take him to exercise his arm strength, practice for half an hour, and then let Yeqing call to read.”

”Yes, fourth master.” The night falls and embraces the wine.

Lemon quickly came out of the young master's room, with the milk powder just washed in her hand. When she saw several people in the living room, she ran downstairs.

When she ran to the master's side, she spoke cautiously: ”the young master has not yet drunk milk powder.”

”Then drink milk powder first, and then exercise.” Fu Tingyu took a look at his son, then turned and strode up the second floor.Small wine Du mouth, is obviously dissatisfied with Fu Tingyu so to him.

Lemon handed the bottle to the wine, but he didn't forget to say a good word for the master: ”young master, although the fourth master is more strict, he is for your good.”

Small wine holding a bottle to drink milk powder, a pair of dark eyes, one eye has been up the stairs of Fu Tingyu, hate biting nipple.

After drinking milk powder, he went to the training room with him at night.

Mr. BA was there with him.

Xiaojiu is young, and yeluo knows that he has a good grasp, so he is still asked to practice this first.

The 1.5-meter-high horizontal bar is specially made for small wine.

After all, the horizontal bar is thin, which makes the wine easy to grasp.

At this time, on the horizontal bar, small wine hands dead grasp the horizontal bar on the top of the head, not to let go is out of instinct desire for survival.

Because he knew that as long as he let go, he would fall down, and then he would fall to his buttocks, which would be very painful.

”Meow” Ba always jumps and jumps on one side, as if he is cheering for him.

Night fall did not guard on the edge, because of the sponge mat under the small wine, even if it fell down, it would not hurt very much.

He stood in front of the sandbag and began to hit the sofa bag.

If he has a tendency of violence, he will feel uncomfortable if he doesn't wave his fist one day, he will suffer if he doesn't sweat, and if he doesn't beat people, he always feels something less.

So it became his habit to practice sandbags every day.

Mr. Ba is used to it. Sometimes he will jump up and slap the sofa twice to feel the pleasure of beating people.

Xiaojiu is not a child who loves to cry and make trouble. If no one saves him from the horizontal bar, he will hold on to it.

But soon, he was attracted by hitting the sofa and the low roar from time to time. His small head tilted hard and looked curiously at the night falling. He was fascinated by the things in front of him.

”Pa”

”ha...”

In the quiet training room, the sound of boxing and low roar can never be heard.

Time flies, half an hour passes quickly.

The night falls to calculate the time, stops the movement on the hand, turns to come to the small wine in front of, saves him from the horizontal bar.

Usually, small wine will sit on the ground to play for a while.

Today, he was staring at the sandbag that had been punching and kicking in the night.

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