The soft heart was like a pinprick, the mist gradually blinded her eyes, and she bit her lip and took a deep breath before she could barely stop her astringency.

I don't know how long the time has passed, but it was so difficult that Wen Rou felt the blood drying up, Zhou Anqian stood up and broke the harmony of the room: "It's not too early, I should go back too." ”

Mother Fu liked her very much, and asked gently and affectionately, "So early?"

Zhou Anqian curled his lips and remained silent: "The rules at home are strict, you have to go back early, and you have the opportunity to visit your aunt again." ”

For such a woman who knows how to advance and retreat, Fu's mother is even more satisfied: "Tingxiao, you go and send An Qian." ”

Fu Tingxiao's grim side face was like a knife carving, and he opened his eyes and glanced over expressionlessly. The thin lips pursed lightly, unmoved.

Zhou Anqian clenched his fingers without a trace, but his expression did not change, and he smiled generously: "Mr. Fu, I just have something to tell you." ”

She meant something, but she didn't make it clear.

Fu Tingxiao's deep eyes flashed dark for a moment, and then he glanced lightly at the softness that was silent, hiding the rolling emotions, paused for a moment, and said coldly: "Let's go." ”

The clear footsteps of the two of them became farther and farther away, their soft and straight backs were almost completely frozen, and they heard Fu's mother's unclear voice in their ears: "Go and bring the baby." ”

The maid moved quickly and went downstairs with the babbling baby in her arms.

Mother Fu reappeared her smile and let the baby lie in the cradle chair and tease.

Soft and close, she can even smell the baby's unique soft and glutinous milky fragrance.

She subconsciously moved her fingers, enduring the pain and numbness of her calves and trying to grope for it, but Fu's mother looked directly at her and looked at her from head to toe.

Without others, she was not polite at all, and pierced her soft heart with every sentence: "I really don't know what evil our Fu family has created, we want to marry a blind man and come back!

The more Fu Mu thought about it, the more angry she became, her whole face was distorted, and when she thought of the daughter of the Zhou family who had just left, she was even more angry: "Look at Miss Zhou!

Soft as a soulless puppet doll, she froze there, letting her insult.

Mother Fu looked at her like this, and her heart was even more hateful, "If you can have half of Miss Zhou, I can wake up with a smile in my dreams......"

Fu Mu's sharp and mean words swirled harshly in Wen Soft's ears.

She only felt that her stagnant breathing was blocked in her chest, and the cold air completely enveloped her whole body, freezing her hands and feet.

Married for so long, Fu's mother has never had a good color for her, whether it is at the beginning or now.

"It's not enough for our Fu family to marry you?! Who can show a dead face all day long!" Fu was angry, and there was hatred and resentment in her eyes.

She is just like her father, the family is insatiable!

Wen softly bit her lip and said nothing, and her already delicate body became even more pale and weak.

Three years ago, her father used the bone marrow donated to Fu's father as a condition for her to marry Fu Tingxiao.

At that time, the Wen family was in financial crisis, and she thought that her father would let the Fu family inject funds to save the Wen family, but she didn't want him to ask for a penny, so she only let her marry into the Fu family.

Seeing that Wen Rou didn't respond, Mother Fu only pretended to be pitiful to win sympathy, and was even more disgusted: "If I were you, I would have died a long time ago!"

The air was silent and stagnant, and the soft and tense body trembled slightly.

Mother Fu snorted coldly and lost her interest, impatiently asked the maid to send the baby back, and walked away on high heels.

Wen Soft picked up the cane, carefully groped back to the room, stumbled out of the medicine box, took the cotton swab with ease, and tentatively wiped the palm.

Tears began to roll in her eyes, and after a long pause, she gritted her teeth and wrapped her injured hands indiscriminately, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Quickly put away the medical box, approached the baby room with ease, the baby has been picked up by the maid, she sits on the edge of the bed, quietly guarding, as long as this time, her heart is peaceful.

I don't know how long it took, but the door clicked softly.

The man's familiar cold breath approached, and Gentleness recovered from the pain.

"It's not that you don't have to do this in the future. The man's cold voice revealed his displeasure, and then he called the maid to take the baby away, and after doing this, he left without any regret.

Listening to the footsteps getting farther and farther away, the soft heart suddenly became sour, when to look at your own children is also a mistake, a kind of luxury......

I don't know how long I walked before I got back to my bedroom, and the sound of water was coming from the bathroom.

As if coming to her senses, she got out of bed and fumbled to pick up the man's blazer off the carpet and put it neatly.

Suddenly, a faint smell of perfume poured into my nose, familiar and unfamiliar.

Soon, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

With the slight sound of footsteps, the faint cold scent of mint on the man's body swept over. Wen Rouge came back to her senses and continued to organize her clothes.

The man strode away from her, holding a hair dryer and blowing his hair. Then, the sound of a mattress sinking was heard. There was not much movement, but Wen Rou had been paying close attention to him and immediately noticed it.

She tightened her throat, and asked softly for a long time: "Miss Zhou is there a ...... today" Before she finished speaking, she was hugged by a firm force on her waist, and the man's cold hand swept down her city.

Caught off guard, Wen Soft let out a soft sound, her eyelashes fluttered, and she only felt that today's night was extraordinarily long.

The next day, it was dark.

Wen Rou got up early in the morning, and when he groped his way out of bed with a cane, he could still hear the gentle breathing of the man on the bed.

She moved more cautiously, not wanting to wake him up at all, so she took a pair of comfortable, loose short-sleeved trousers and went into the bathroom.

After washing and changing clothes lightly, I went out of the bedroom gently. When the door was closed, there was a special crack to avoid making noise.

Holding on to his cane, he went downstairs and went into the kitchen gently. She fumbled for rice, opened the rice cooker and put it in, searched for her memory and added the right amount of water, and then pressed the switch.

Hearing the snap, he breathed a soft sigh of relief, and his lips curled slightly.

Fu Tingxiao's stomach has always been bad, and today he is still at home, so he can finally help him nourish his stomach.

Staying in the kitchen for more than half an hour, Wen Soft gradually smelled the unique soft and glutinous fragrance of millet porridge.

Her lips curled deeper, and she was just about to fumble for a bowl to let it cool, when there was the sound of leather shoes rubbing against the ground behind her.

It was Fu Tingxiao who came down.

Wen Rou took a deep breath and was about to call him, but the man was already frowning and took the lead in speaking: "Isn't there a servant?"

The words that Wen Rou almost blurted out were blocked in her throat, and her body froze.

Fu Tingxiao didn't say a second word, and the familiar footsteps faded away until they disappeared completely.

It's like a basin of ice water poured down from her head, her soft little face is pale, and she can't come back to her senses for a long time, she shouldn't be able to get Long Wangshu, she is insatiable, and she thinks that she can get his feelings overnight.