Chapter 1716
"her unscrupulous manner aroused his desire to conquer.he grabbed the back of her head with one hand, and her chin was forced to rise slightly.his kiss came unexpectedly..three o'clock in the evening...Chapter 1716
Fu Shiting looked at the smile on his daughter's face and seemed to have a knife in her heart.
his daughter knew that the song was written for him, which blocked his heart, and she took the initiative to play it for him.
is really his good daughter!
"rilla, you canceled the summer camp, so what's your plan next" Fu Shiting changed the subject.
rilla: "I want to play with Uncle Si Nian." He said he could take me to the next event. "
"if he attends an activity, you go with him. What is this" Even if you want to be a big star in the future, Dad wants you to rely on your own strength, not his popularity. " Fu Shiting took great pains to educate his daughter.
rilla was very unhappy when she was preached.
"I went to play with Uncle Si Nian, but I didn't want to do anything." She looked at Fu Shiting frowning, as if she didn't want to be with Jin Si-nien, and immediately pouted her lips.
"when my mother was still living here, I could go and play with Uncle Si Nian every year on long holidays!" Rilla's aggrieved eyes turned red when she said this.
there was a sudden cry in the guest room on the first floor.
Ziqiu is awake.
Ziqiu starts the early education class this summer vacation.
the morning education class came back from school at four o'clock in the afternoon.
probably tired of playing in the early education class during the day, Ziqiu went home and fell asleep.
if Qin Anan is at home, he will never let Ziqiu sleep at this time in the afternoon, because if he sleeps at this point, he will not be able to sleep at night.
this kind of work and rest is messed up.
now Qin Anan is not at home, and Mrs. Zhang is rather soft on her children.
when Mrs. Zhang heard Ziqiu's cry, she immediately ran out of the kitchen to hug Ziqiu.
Fu Shiting looked at rilla's tearful little face and his heart softened.
"Ruila, it's not that Dad doesn't agree to let you go to Jin Si-nien's. You will be in the third grade in the second half of the year. Dad looked at the textbooks of the third grade, and it became much more difficult. If you want to take the first place in the second half of the year, you can use the rest of the holiday to review your third-grade lessons in advance. "
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Fu Shiting squatted down and coaxed his daughter softly.
rilla listened to his words, shriveled her mouth, and gradually relaxed.
"if I come first in the second half of the exam, will you let me see my mother" Rilla made her request.
the expression on Fu Shiting's face was suddenly covered with frost: "rilla, you came first in the exam for yourself, not for others."
"you mean I'll never see my mother again" Rilla frowned.
"that's not what Dad meant. If your mother wants to see you, she will naturally come back for you. " Fu Shiting held her slender arms in both hands. "rilla, wait for her to come to you, will you"
rilla has recently rebelled against him because of their divorce.
basically, she wants to come against him whatever he says.
in fact, she felt bad every time she saw his embarrassed and sad expression.
every time she calms down, she reflects on herself. Her father was almost obedient to her, and he was very patient and loving to his brother.
whenever she slightly improves her attitude towards her father, as long as she plays a video with her brother, she will forget her father's kindness and stand up all over again.
in such repeated emotions, jumping back and forth, she felt that she was going to split up.
"Sister, have a meal!" After being coaxed, Ziqiu came to her sister at a fast pace and took her hand.
rilla quickly adjusted her mood and walked toward the dining room with her brother's soft little hand.Lesser Cold and rilla. Does he know that they are his childrensee her react so quickly. Feeling, he had to explain: "you are pregnant now, it is not convenient to take care of the baby." Shall I sign...