I’m Completely Clueless About Sockpuppet Accounts Being Unmasked - Chapter 70

“Is Mingli so tall?” Jiang Chuyao took the youngest son’s hand and touched his head.

Fu Mingli turned his head unnaturally, trying to get rid of Jiang Chuyao’s hand.

Yu Guang saw Fu Mingyuan and Shen Qi come in with a lot of things. Of course, the pile on his brother’s side was invisible, and Shen Qi’s side was better, at least he showed his eyes.

Jiang Chuyao also saw it, and immediately put aside her youngest son’s hand, and rushed up without a bit of a ladylike image.

She wore the most ordinary home clothes, which looked different from the big screens and magazines, but her face was still very young, with a bright smile on her face.

The speed of rushing over was much faster than Fu Mingli.

“You look really good-looking, you’re much more handsome than Fu Zhen when he was young.” Jiang Chuyao didn’t have the slightest recognition of his birth, and didn’t even want to put on a stand. She stretched out her hand and wanted to pinch Shen Qi’s face.

Shen Qi hadn’t had such close contact with women since he was an adult. He was taken aback for a moment, and he wanted to avoid him without reacting.

Fu Mingyuan didn’t know where he saw it. He held a lot of things and squeezed between the two of them.

It directly blocked Jiang Chuyao’s extended hand.

“Mom.” Fu Mingyuan shouted.

Jiang Chuyao glared at him: “Why do you buy so many things?”

Shen Qi rubbed Fu Mingyuan’s calf with his foot: “Auntie.”

“Hey, shouldn’t you call your mother? Fu Zhen, come out to move things, what should you do if you tire my son so hard?”

Fu Zhen was still preparing dinner with the chefs in the kitchen, and when she heard Jiang Chuyao’s call, she wiped her hands on her apron and came out.

When Shen Qi saw Fu Zhen, he glanced at Fu Mingli.

Fu Mingli is very similar to Fu Zhen.

It is probably what Jiang Chuyao said, “Fu Zhen’s appearance when he was young.”

Although Fu Zhen’s family business was much larger than that of Shen Bozong, she did not have the kind of businessmen like Shen Bozong on her body. The moment his expressionless face saw Jiang Chuyao, the gentleness in his eyes was able to come out.

When Jiang Chuyao first got married, she didn’t know how many people were looking forward to her divorce.

After all, one is a prosperous actress, and the other is a young and promising young master.

At the time of marriage, Fu Zhen was still a student. When the news broke, I didn’t know how many girls’ hearts had been broken.

Fu Mingyuan called out “Dad” again, and Fu Zhen just nodded, and then went to carry the things Shen Qi was holding.

Shen Qi also yelled “Uncle” and wanted to follow up and help, but was dragged by Jiang Chuyao to sit on the sofa and started chattering.

Fu Mingyuan looked back at him and gave him a soothing look.

Fu Mingli sat cross-legged with his mouth slumped, playing with his mobile phone while sitting on the side with his head down.

“Xiao Qi, can you call you like this?” Jiang Chuyao blinked.

Shen Qi grabbed the sofa with his right hand and nodded.

“How can you be so good-looking? Where is Yuan’er? He is even more boring than his father. Isn’t it tired to be with him? If you are tired, Auntie actually knows a lot of handsome boys here…”

Fu Mingli glanced at his mother in surprise, stopped playing the game, stood up and went straight to Fu Mingyuan.

Shen Qi chuckled lightly: “Mom.”

This sound of mother is quite strange.

It seems that he hasn’t called this title for a long time.

Now this scene is a little bit embarrassing, but not nervous.

Jiang Chuyao answered, the smile on his face increased, and he picked up the food on the coffee table and stuffed it into his hand.

Shen Qi continued: “I don’t like men.”

“Ah, it’s just that Fu Mingyuan happens to be a man, if he is a woman…”

Shen Qi licked his lips, feeling that if Fu Mingyuan wears women’s clothing, he might be a little unbearable.

Jiang Chuyao covered her mouth and laughed.

At this moment Fu Mingli had already ran to Fu Mingyuan, and Fu Zhen was talking to Fu Mingyuan.

“After the New Year, I became independent.” Fu Zhen used affirmative sentences, not interrogative sentences.

He was talking about Fu Mingyuan going out to open a studio.

The eldest son is independent from childhood to defecation.

Don’t worry about anything.

The husband and wife were used to throwing their hands at the shopkeeper, and couldn’t remember to care about their youngest son.

Both knew about it the last time the two sons quarreled.

But there is no way to intervene anymore.

Fu Mingyuan gave a hum.

“The object is also there.” Fu Zhen touched a candy from his pocket.

“Do you want Mingli to move out?”

Fu Mingyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at Fu Zhen: “No need.”

“If you have time, go home and accompany him.”

He fiddled with the gift box and said a lot: “Dad, Ming Li is different from me.”

Fu Zhen shook his hand irritably: “I know, I will go home to see him next year when I’m free.”

“By the time…”

Fu Zhen’s words were only halfway through.

“Brother, brother, mom is introducing her boyfriend to Brother Shen Qi!” The atmosphere between the two was a little dull, and Fu Mingli’s eager voice was suddenly inserted.

Fu Mingyuan frowned.

One caught Fu Mingli who rushed in.

Fu Zhen strives to be a transparent person.

He didn’t dare to mix with his wife.

“Brother, I just heard Mom said that she would introduce her boyfriend to Brother Shen Qi.” Fu Mingli held Fu Mingyuan’s arm and repeated what she said just now.

Fu Mingyuan’s brow furrowed even tighter.

“She also said that you are boring…”

The only answer to Fu Mingli was his brother’s indifferent back.

Only then did Fu Zhen move. He grabbed the youngest son’s head and touched it twice: “I will file a complaint.”

Fu Mingli was stiff for a while before letting his father continue to hug him.

In the living room.

Fu Mingyuan raised Shen Qi’s arm in silence.

Jiang Chuyao, who was telling Shen Qi about the few things he knew about Fu Mingyuan’s childhood, snorted.

“Just talk about it for a while? How can you behave like your dad?”

Shen Qi stood up obediently and was held by Fu Mingyuan.

The ten fingers are intertwined directly.

Jiang Chuyao was still a little unhappy at first. Seeing the eldest son, she covered her face and turned her head with a non-seeing expression: “Hurry up and go back to the room. Come down for dinner at seven o’clock. If you don’t come down, you will stop eating. There will be hot dishes for you in the kitchen.”

Fu Mingyuan’s footsteps paused without saying a word.

Instead, Shen Qi grabbed Fu Mingyuan’s arm with one hand, rubbing his head on the opponent’s shoulder, turning his head and curling his lips: “Okay, Mom.”

The expression on Jiang Chuyao’s face became more excited, and she waved to Shen Qi vigorously.

Fu Mingyuan lived in the old house for a while when he was young, and then went to the city after going to school and bought a house near the school.

I graduated later and bought a house where I am now.

In the past, Fu Zhen and Jiang Chuyao rarely came back. Fu Mingyuan and Fu Mingli spent the New Year in the city and would not come back either.

The old house is too big and impersonal.

The bedroom is still the same as when he was a child, but the bed was changed to a larger double bed. It is estimated that Jiang Chuyao asked someone to change it some time ago.

A bed of roses was sprinkled on the bed.

At first glance, it is Jiang Chuyao’s handwriting.

As soon as Shen Qi entered the bedroom, his whole strength rested on Fu Mingyuan.

“It’s kind of like a wedding room, brother~”

His tone was a little lazy, not as serious as when he had just spoken to Jiang Chuyao.

When he arrived at Fu Mingyuan’s exclusive territory, the tense string in his mind suddenly relaxed.

Fu Mingyuan held his shoulder with one hand, rubbed his fingertips against his shoulder, and took off his coat after entering the door. He was now wearing a sweater and shirt.

Fu Mingyuan was also slightly startled when his eyes fell on the red quilt in the bedroom.

Shen Qi smiled more happily, pulling Fu Mingyuan’s collar and walking backwards by himself, until he sat down on the edge of the bed, making Fu Mingyuan bend down slightly to look at him.

“Does rounding up count as married? Brother?” Shen Qi rubbed Fu Mingyuan’s foot twice, took off his shoes, and sat on the bed with his legs half-kneeled in a figure-eight shape, looking up at each other with his head up.

Fu Mingyuan stared at him and was silent for a while before responding, “It doesn’t count.”

Shen Qi let out a cry.

Fu Mingyuan stretched out his hand and rubbed the orange stain on his lips.

Jiang Chuyao just peeled it, but Shen Qi couldn’t hold back her enthusiasm and ate one.

“My mother will introduce you to your boyfriend.” Fu Mingyuan stared at him like this, half-squinting his eyes, there was no smile on his face, he seemed to be serious.

Shen Qi propped up with the strength of his knees and straightened up his upper body: “Yes, brother, she said there are many boys who are more handsome than you, more funnier than you, and more humorous than you…”

Fu Mingyuan kissed him before he finished speaking.

The kiss this time was probably because of getting to my own home, which was a bit extraordinarily fierce.

The door of the bedroom was suddenly locked.

It makes a clicking sound.

Jiang Chuyao tiptoed downstairs.

Fu Zhen clasped his little son’s head with one hand, and looked helpless: “Is this really good?”

Jiang Chuyao snorted coldly: “Humph, do you want my son to wait until he gets married before ending his CN body?”

Fu Zhen covered Fu Mingli’s ears again: “It depends on your own will…”

Fu Mingli:…

It’s not that I can’t hear you, is it really good for you to treat me and my brother or Shen Qi?

Jiang Chuyao rolled her eyes and didn’t want to talk to Fu Zhen.

Her son is as conservative as her husband.

Fortunately, she has the foresight, and she has all the things ready, and it’s a big Chinese New Year. It’s almost next year. What a good time!

In the bedroom, Shen Qi opened his eyes and looked at the locked door.

Fu Mingyuan let go of him and reached out to help him wipe the corners of his lips: “My mother.”

Shen Qi let out a cry, and simply pulled Fu Mingyuan’s collar back down.

“Brother, do you take a New Year’s gift?”

Fu Mingyuan’s breathing became a little unstable.

At this moment, Shen Qi’s lips are a little swollen and red.

There was a faint glow in the corner of his eyes.

It happened that he himself was deliberate.

The process of unwrapping the gift is a bit fierce.

After all, it was a New Year’s gift, and it was what Xiao had long thought about.

The outer packaging of the gift was slowly unwound one by one.

When the gift was completely exposed, Fu Mingyuan didn’t hold back and hugged the gift up.

Although I have seen it before, it is the first time to open a gift with such a purpose.

The gift was also a bit eager to see the owner of his own, pulling the other party’s outer packaging and tearing it down.

When the owner’s package was torn open, the lollipop inside was exposed, which was much larger than the average lollipop.

The gift went to touch the lollipop again.

“Be good? Huh?” Fu Mingyuan clasped the back of Shen Qi’s head and ran his hair down.

Shen Qi didn’t say anything.

The equipment for pounding medicine in the room is also very complete. First, water is used, and then the stick for pounding medicine is covered with a film.

Because I was afraid that the medicine would hurt, I added a little more water.

Fortunately, the air conditioner was turned on for a long time, and the temperature was high.

The medicine itself is also hot.

At the beginning, I tentatively touched the mouth of the medicine with a small stick, and felt that the mouth of the medicine was acceptable, and then put a few sticks in to slowly mash the medicine.

The medicine ran out of juice, and I didn’t know if it was the water or the medicine itself.

The scent of medicine is also slowly flooding the room.

When the time was right, he changed the big stick, first lightly smashed the mouth of the medicine, and then lightly and hard.

The juice of medicine is getting more and more.

The force of pounding medicine is getting stronger and stronger.

When it hit somewhere, the medicine vessel trembled violently.

The drug maker was a little stunned, but did not stop the action of pounding the drug, and started to go to the place where the drug vessel could tremble.

This pounding medicine is also skillful.

The drug maker slowly worked out the doorway, and instead of trying harder, he slowed down.

It’s lighter and heavier.

The medicine started to flow again.

Tears ooze from the corners of Shen Qi’s eyes, his fingers were holding Fu Mingyuan’s shoulders, whitening in the light.

“No way, brother~”

His throat became hoarse.

Fu Mingyuan kissed his forehead: “Be good.”

Just comfort him blindly.

Shen Qi began to regret that he said that the matter of physical exercise had not been implemented before.

The phone on the bedside suddenly dinged ding dong dong.

Waves of New Year’s blessings followed one after another.

Shen Qi half-kneeled on the bed, with little strength in his hands.

I just feel that my waist is going to waste.