Hang up the phone, she rubbed Fang Mo's face and laughed happily: "Oh, Fang Fang, I'm going to be rich! Finally, you don't have to worry about not having money to sell you, ah ha ha ~ "

Fang Mo looked disgusted with the expression of" you're a psycho, stay away from me. "He snorted:" it's against the law to abduct and sell children. You can try it. "

Su pouted every year: "why do you want to grow up? It's not fun at all. Go to bath and sleep."

Fang Mo stood up and took his pajamas and went to take a bath.

He's seven years old this year, and the little boy knows he's shy, so he won't let Sue wash him every year.

Every year, Su went to the study to look for a long time, and took out a thick pile of music scores.

It's a piece of music that she's been working on over the years. Most of them are incomplete. After a while, her eyes stay on one of them, and her expression becomes tangled.

I can see that I really used my heart at that time.

She sighed, sat down at the piano and played according to the score.

The beautiful sound of the piano reverberates in the room, with wisps of missing lingering among them, tilting the composer's mood at that time.

It is a masterpiece both in music and emotion.

This is a time when she wrote with pleasure. At that time, she didn't think much about it. Only when she played the song, she found that her mind was full of Gu Zichen.

So Sue hated it every year.

But now to see Mr. Jason, she has to show her best work.

Anyway, she has already sealed Gu Zichen in her memory. Isn't it a song? He won't hear.

With such an idea, Su began to improve the music every year.

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that night, Fang Liyuan came back, far away. Su smelled his blood every year.

"Uncle, you went to kill pigs again!" Sue frowned every year. "Did you go to see a doctor?"

She has known Fang Liyuan for nearly five years. She probably guessed that this man may not be simple.

It can be seen from the attack and his people, but she never thought deeply about it. She always thought that Fang Liyuan was a big brother on the street.

There is no absolute justice in this world. She will not be foolish enough to report Fang Liyuan. As long as he does not do anything harmful to nature, Su Niannian will not exclude his identity.

She defined his job as a butcher.

If you chop people, it's called "killing pigs.".

Fang Liyuan resisted this address for a long time, and later learned that it was the girl who retaliated against him for changing her name.

"Yes, I killed several pigs. Oh, blood and intestines are flowing out. Tut tut..."

Su's face turned white every year. She imagined the scene of big brother and little brother cutting from the street to the end of the street in the Hong Kong and Taiwan film. She couldn't help but rush to the bathroom and vomit.

After retching for a while, she came out and saw Fang Liyuan laughing. She rolled her big white eyes and took off his shirt rudely.

Taking out the medicine and gauze, Su bandaged his wound skillfully every year. He also tried to persuade him: "uncle, chopping people is not a long-term plan. You are more than 30 years old this year, and you can't be a big brother for another two years. The risk coefficient is too high, and there is no five insurances, one fund and pension..."

Fang Liyuan's mouth twitches. It's not a cut wound, but a gunshot wound, OK! And he's not big brother, he's boss! Super boss!

After the treatment of the wound, Su every year painfully patted his shoulder: "uncle, be good!"

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