Fu Tong nodded, his cheeks burned again as his eyes passed over his shoulders, and he whispered: "I... don't you really need me to wash your clothes for you?"

Wen Rong smiled and shook her head: "No, just bring me the good results next time I come. Okay, go back, there are still people waiting for you outside."

The person waiting for the baby was naturally Fu Qianyuan. When Fu Tong came out of the Demon Street, he was holding him, but he just didn't follow him in and was waiting for him outside the studio.

Fu Tong looked out unconsciously, nodded softly, and said a few words to Wen Rong. After the redness and wetness caused by crying were not so obvious, he said goodbye to Wen Rong and went out.

.

After he left, the surroundings became quiet again.

Wen Rong smiled, and regardless of the wet area on her shoulders, he picked up the teacup in front of him and slowly took a sip at the empty corner on the left: "He won't wait for you anymore, there's nothing to say

If you want to chase after me earlier, or he should have gone back by himself.”

After the words came to an end, Wen Rong began to count silently in her heart.

three.

two.

Before the last count was enough, a cool breeze suddenly flew around me. As the jingle of the ceramic wind chime under the eaves sounded, the door behind also shook.

Wen Rong glanced over there, and after a long time, he shook his head silently.

The author has something to say: My cub, my second dog, qwq!

Don’t worry! My dad must be a little cookie author!

Also, in the comments in the previous chapter, the little cutie who was written by "The Gentleman Still" was very touching and very good. I saw it so red that my eyes were red. You can take a look.

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Chapter completed!