Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

As soon as the short-headed man had finished speaking, the mole man closed his mouth and did not dare to say anything, because it was very difficult for the little kid to cry.

This is a detached villa, not too big, but it can also accommodate more than twenty people.

After entering, the inch-headed man led Ah Yu to a guest room. The room was very spacious and the solid wood bed inside was also very large.

The man came to the bed and put the wine in his arms on the bed. Before putting it down, he suddenly opened his eyes and blinked at the man twice, a little bit naughty.

Seeing Xiaojiu woke up, the man threw him directly on the bed: "Stay while."

After speaking, he walked to the sofa and sat down.

Xiaojiu rolled over and lay on the bed, staring at the man with black and white eyes, always feeling that something was wrong with Fu Tingyu.

President Ba also took an elegant step at this time, glanced at the man on the sofa, did not dare to approach, but came to Xiao Jiu and yelled aggrievedly at him: "Meow"

Xiao Jiu saw the aggrieved look in President Ba's eyes and knew it was bullied by Fu Tingyu. He comfortedly said, "When I go home, I will let my mother clean him up."

"Meow" Ba always screamed a little excited, Qin Shu was their backer, always.

Xiaojiu retracted his gaze and looked at Fu Tingyu again, pinching his chin with his little fingers. Why did he have the illusion that his father became stupid?

After thinking for a while, he neatly rolled over and got out of bed, walked up to Fu Tingyu with two short legs, and stared at him.

At this time, there were only two of them in the room, plus a cat.

After Xiaojiu looked at it for a while, the milky voice cried out: "Dad."

The man's dark eyes glanced at the wine in front of him, "I am not your father."

Xiaojiu asked again: "Then do you know you have a wife?"

The man shook his head: "No."

Xiao Jiu was like a small adult, and said worriedly: "Sure enough, you are stupid, are you not afraid that your wife does not want you?"

"I don't need it either." The man's voice was cold and ruthless.

Xiao Jiu stared at the man's cold and merciless eyes, and began to sympathize with him a little, "Well, I hope you can remember this sentence, I am afraid that it will not hurt enough."

The man looked at Xiaojiu's gloat, and ignored it.

Xiaojiu can now imagine that after Fu Tingyu returned to normal, the scene where he regretted that he was looking for keyboards, durians, and instant noodles.

When the time comes, he will move a small stool, take a bag of melon seeds, and look at him, not feeling too cool.

After the mole man arranged everything, he called Yang Jin.

"Master, the man has already picked it up and is in the villa room, what should I do next?"

"What is his status now?"

Yang Jinzheng sitting on the balcony with a smug smile at the corners of his mouth. Erlang's legs are tilted, one hand is connected to the phone, and the other hand is a cigarette. The white smoke is scattered with the wind, like a lazy after eating. attitude.

"As the master said, there is no problem with being led by the nose by the Gu worm." The mole said.

"Fantastic."

Yang Jin hung up the phone, handed the cigarette to his mouth and took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled the smoke.

The mole man squeezed his cell phone and was about to call his little lover, and asked her to come to warm the bed tonight. As soon as the number was dialed, the hem of his clothes was pulled by someone. When he looked down, he saw the little boy leaning on his back. Looking at him, he looked sleepy and just awake.

"What are you doing?"

The little wine and the milk said, "Uncle, I want to play games."

The mole man raised his phone subconsciously, and said impatiently: "I'm busy, I can't give you the phone."

Mole wanted to leave when he finished speaking. Xiaojiu stubbornly grabbed his clothes and yelled: "Laptops or desktop computers are also available. I want to play games. I have any games I want to play at home."

Xiaojiu was like a spoiled young master, playing unreasonable.

The mole man wanted to throw away the little boy in irritability. Thinking of the money, he held back. When he saw the maid passing by, he ordered: "Go find a computer for him, laptop or desktop."

Upon seeing this, Xiaojiu shouted: "I still want to eat snacks."

The maid took the order and went to find the computer silently.

Mole was afraid that the kid would be noisy and stopped the maid: "Wait a minute, get him some snacks."

"Got it." The maid continued to walk away.

Xiaojiu heard that there were snacks, and his black and white eyes lit up again. He immediately loosened the hem of the mole man and ran behind the maid, "Sister, wait for me, I will go get snacks with you."

Mole breathed a sigh of relief and watched the little kid ran away with the maid because of the snacks. The rich young master really just eats besides playing.

He put the phone to his ear, "Baby, I have nothing to do tonight, I will pick you up."

Half an hour later

in the room

Xiaojiu sat on the sofa with a heavy laptop on his lap. Both the configuration and the memory were too low.

He opened a game a little disgustingly, and with his sensual little hands, he squeezed a potato chip into it and took a bite. He watched the boot speed... It's been a minute... Finally the boot is successful.

He took another bite of potato chips with some relief.

President Ba squatted down beside Xiao Jiu, watching Xiao Jiu eat potato chips but not feeding him, he cried out dissatisfiedly: "Meow"

Xiaojiu stuffed the remaining potato chips into his mouth before he had time to chew, when he heard Mr. Ba protesting, he was excited just now; Mr. Ba forgot.

Pudu's little hands picked up a piece of potato chips and handed it to President Ba, "Eat it, the taste is still okay."

While Xiao Jiu was talking, he glanced at Fu Tingyu who was opposite, but his father had been sitting there without moving, not knowing what he was thinking.

This is the first time to eat potato chips in front of my dad.

President Ba had eaten potato chips, so he was a little excited to eat potato chips again. When chewing, it was as crunchy as a small wine.

When he was in Shengyuan, Xiaojiu took Mr. Ba to sneak on the swing under the ginkgo tree and ate potato chips while playing.

Xiaojiu ate another piece of potato chips, and he didn't forget to give Mr. Ba a piece, and then began to do business.

After he opened the game, he dragged it aside, and began to enter the code here.

If this villa is monitored, there must be a total connection, so it is not difficult to know the specific location.

This was taught to him by his mother, and he often practiced with the monitoring in Shengyuan. The operation may not be as proficient as his mother, so it should be no problem.

Seeing that Xiaojiu was busy, Mr. Ba looked down at the potato chip packaging bag in front of him, licked his lips, and silently stretched out his black and shiny claws, scratched out a slice of potato chips, then stretched out his sharp claws, pierced them directly, and lifted them. Get up and deliver it to your mouth, and eat it, the whole set of movements is fluent, like an old hand.

After a while, Xiaojiu successfully entered the monitoring room switchboard, and found that this villa had a lot of monitoring. The door, aisle, and stairs were all monitored.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and the inch-headed man went straight to the glass coffee table in front of the sofa with the food.