Chapter 419

Fu Chenhan thought for a moment that he had heard wrong. Was this little girl comforting him?

He looked at her thin shoulder, as long as he gently fold will break, also don't know how to have the courage to say such words.

But in fact, when he heard her say these words in a soft voice, Fu Chenhan's cold heart really felt a burst of ironing.

Fu Chenhan's eyes turned, and suddenly he had a very bad idea. His eyelashes drooped and his face was a bit fragile: "since my parents passed away, I have never felt family love again."

They are all children without mothers. Jiang Xu understands Fu Chenhan's pain. She is very distressed. She reaches out and hugs Fu Chenhan's shoulder, pats him on the back, and says slowly, "uncle, don't be sad. You see, I'm with you now."

The old man leaned shamelessly against Jiang Xuxiang's soft arms and looked up at her delicate, white chin. There was no expression on his face, but his voice was inexplicably aggrieved: "will you always accompany me“

The honest child Jiang Xu thought about it and said, "uncle, if we don't have any diseases, according to the normal average age, I can't accompany you all the time, because you will definitely die before me."

Fu Chenhan

He licked the root of his back teeth and laughed, "it's the same."

He suddenly turned over and pressed Jiang Xiu under himself: "dear, you coax uncle, uncle is in a bad mood."

Jiang Xiu thought it was too much for him to make such an action in the cemetery. Now she was almost pressed by Fu Chenhan. It was really out of order. But after hearing Fu Chenhan's words, she immediately forgot the posture problem and looked at Fu Chenhan's eyes with heartache.

But Jiang Xiaoxiu didn't comfort people, so he could only hold Fu Chenhan's head unskilled and touch his hair: "uncle, don't be sad."

Looking back on how LAN Jinxi coaxed her when she was a child, she gave Fu Chenhan a kiss on his forehead. Her voice said softly, "if you kiss her, you will have no trouble."

Fu Chenhan felt the softness in his forehead and the light in his eyes. He buried himself in Jiang Xu's arms and gave a silent smile. He said slowly, "uncle, I'm afraid it's not enough to kiss him because he has so much trouble."

Jiang Xu was shocked: "how many kisses do you need?"

Fu Shen Han is lazy: "kiss."

Jiang Xu: "I'm not sure."

She tangled: "no, you don't have to..."

I haven't seen anyone who needs a kiss to trick people!

Fu Chenhan moved a few times in her arms and said in a dumb voice: "but I'm really sick..."

Thinking that Fu Chenhan lost his mother on this day many years ago, Jiang Xu's heart softened. It's rare to see his fragile appearance. She shouldn't be too merciless. After thinking about it, she still printed a kiss on his lips and whispered, "good boy“

The girl's lips are soft and sweet, with the taste of orange fruit candy, showing a very beautiful rose color in the sun, it looks very delicious.

Fu Chenhan's eyes narrowed and turned away from others. He held the back of Jiang Xu's head and deepened the kiss. Jiang Xiaoxu, who had been cheated into the wolf's den, could only resist. But for the big gray wolf, her little white rabbit was too weak. The struggle was nothing at all. It made her pant and confused.

The wolf licked the rabbit satisfiedly and said with a smile, "did you eat sugar secretly when you came here? Why is it so sweet? "

Jiang Xu's face turned red, and his whole body became soft. He could only rely on Fu Chenhan's arms, and his voice was still panting: "eat, eat the orange flavor..."

"Anything else?" Fu Chenhan asked.

Jiang Xu grabbed a handful of transparent cellophane wrapped candy from his pocket and chose an orange one for Fu Chenhan. Fu Chenhan didn't answer it and said, "peel it off and feed me."

Jiang Xu: "don't you have hands!!

Fu Chenhan frowned slightly, "ginger, I feel uncomfortable..."

Jiang Xu: "I'm not sure."

She pursed her red and swollen lips, peeled off the sugar and fed it to Fu Chenhan.

Fu Chenhan tasted a little sweetness on the tip of his tongue, which was similar to Jiang Xu's, but not the same. He was not interested in it. "Why is the taste different“

Jiang Xu looked at the sugar in his hand suspiciously: "but it's all in a bag..."

Fu Shen Han a smile: "you try to see, is not the same taste."

Jiang Xiu glared at him: "how can I taste it?" Oh“

Fu Chenhan clasped her head and returned the sugar. He lingered around shamelessly until the little fruit was saccharified and opened between their lips and teeth. Then he let go of Jiang Xiu. He said with no sincerity: "the original taste is the same. Only the one in your mouth is the taste."

Jiang Xu: "I'm not sure."

Jiang Xiu was lying on his shoulder, all over soft, no strength, feeble: "you... Do you cheat me..."

"I lied to you?" Fu Laogou thought it was too interesting to pretend to be weak and let Jiang Xu feel distressed. He refused to admit it easily. He covered his heart and said, "is uncle such a person?"

Jiang Xiu: "I think you are.

But looking at Fu Chenhan's good-looking face, with some wronged eyes, Jiang Xu felt that he was too much. People just wanted a kiss and a sugar! How could she think so dirty!

Jiang Xiaoxiu reflected on himself and whispered, "I'm sorry, uncle, I shouldn't think about you like this..."

Fu Chenhan is very generous: "it doesn't matter."

He stood up with Jiang Xu in his arms. The candy that Jiang Xu had grabbed and pinched in his palm spilled on the ground. The cellophane glittered in the sun, like a beautiful dream. Wei Yu and Fu Mo in the dream finally came and raised their eyebrows.

Fu Chenhan's eyes slowly fell on the tombstone next to him. There was a photo on it. It was a certificate photo. The man was wearing a straight military uniform. Looking at the camera, his eyes were fierce and cold.

Jiang Xu was still embarrassed that he and Fu Chenhan had done such a thing in front of Wei Yu's tomb. When he saw Fu Mo's photo, he was stunned: "uncle, you and your father... Seem."

Fu Chenhan and Fu Mo are not similar in appearance. On the contrary, Fu Yishu and Fu Mo are carved in the same mold. Fu Chenhan's polished appearance is inherited from Wei Yu. But at this moment, Jiang Xu looks at the photo on the tombstone, but thinks that Fu Chenhan is the one who is more like Fu Mo, just like a lone wolf, full of ambition.

Fu Chenhan holds Jiang Xu's shoulder with one hand and looks down at his father's tombstone: "is that right?"

Jiang Xiu looked at him: "do you have a good relationship with your father?"