"Han Liang. Before he came back to his senses, Wen Soft, who was supported by the driver, suddenly shouted his name loudly.

Han Liang turned around, "Sister Wen, what's the matter?"

Wen Rou suddenly laughed in a low voice, and waved his two hands casually, "It's okay, I'm so happy tonight, I've never been more happy." ”

"If you're happy, go home quickly, and we'll discuss the next round of songs together in a few days." ”

Although Han Liang also drank a lot of wine, he had always drunk well, and now that he was blown by this cold wind, he had already sobered up.

But the gentleness is different, she rarely touches wine, and today she suddenly poured a few catties of beer, and she was already in a state of confusion.

Staggered to be helped into the car, Wen Rou groped and opened the window after sitting firmly, "Han Liang, goodbye!"

The soft voice was particularly piercing in the empty alley.

Han Liang turned around with a smile, and saw some familiar side faces through the open car window in a blink of an eye.

He blinked vigorously, and was about to continue to see clearly, but the car had already started.

Han Liang frowned and stood in place, patted his head vigorously, and muttered in a low voice, "Won't it?"

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Inside the car, the cool night breeze poured in through the wide open windows.

Wen Soft sneezed coldly, and before he could raise his head, the window was firmly closed.

"How much did you drink?"

Fu Tingxiao's voice suddenly came from his side, and his defenseless soft body was shocked, and then he sighed and covered his chest, "Tingxiao, why are you here too?"

Because of being drunk, the soft voice is delicate and soft, and the tone is a little vain.

Fu Tingxiao took off his coat to Wen Soft, and after wrapping her tightly without a sound, he said slowly, "It's okay at home, come out and relax." ”

"Scattered?" Even if she was unconscious, she could hear Fu Tingxiao's lame reason, she suddenly reached out to hug the other party, leaned on his shoulder and said with a smile, "How can you be so busy and have time to come out for a walk?"

"Looks like you're not too drunk. Fu Tingxiao stretched out his hand to adjust Wen Soft's sitting posture, if she followed the posture she had just made all the way home, there might be a big problem with this neck.

"It's been a long time since I've been so drunk as I am today," her soft tone suddenly became a little lost, she shrank into Fu Tingxiao's arms, and then continued: "There are still two rounds of competition, and after two rounds of duels, we can win the championship." ”

"Hmm. ”

Fu Tingxiao's hand gently patted his soft shoulder, and the rhythm was very slow, like patting a sleeping baby.

"I'm going to win the championship. ”

"You will. ”

Fu Tingxiao never thought that Wen Soft's determination to win the championship would be so strong, he looked down at the person in his arms, and said softly, "Can you tell me why you must win the championship?"

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"Because," Wen Rou suddenly raised her head, her body swaying a little unsteadily, "I can only be good enough to be worthy of the title of Mrs. Fu, otherwise I ......"

The white and tender little face suddenly showed an aggrieved expression, his soft head sank, and he buried his head heavily on Fu Tingxiao's shoulder, and a muffled voice came out of his throat, "Otherwise, I will become a burden to you and the baby." ”

Fu Tingxiao seemed to have received a dull punch on his chest, and he stretched out his hand to hold the soft, deep eyes with a complicated expression and looked at the flashing scenery outside the car window.

When Wen's father put forward the conditions, Fu Tingxiao was indeed very resistant in his heart, and later the Wen family had an accident and Wen Rou became an orphan girl, after this series of things, Fu Tingxiao was not as good as before when facing Wen Soft.

He understands his own temperament, and he doesn't have too much longing for such a thing as love.

Gentle and soft, well-behaved and supple, intimate and considerate on weekdays, Fu Tingxiao gradually recognized her identity as Mrs. Fu, otherwise, the child would not have been born back then.

It's just that even if his attitude has changed, Fu Tingxiao still can't talk about love for Wen Soft, in his eyes, Wen Soft just happens to meet his requirements for Mrs. Fu, if there is no Wen Soft, there may be Zhou Soft, Wang Soft, Liu Soft......

But recently, Fu Tingxiao felt that his mood had changed.

For example, tonight, he was supposed to be in the study to host a conference call, but after hearing the driver talk about being soft and seemed to be drunk, he left his work and followed.

The person in her arms had fallen into a deep sleep, and she made a few sighs from time to time, firmly holding Fu Tingxiao's arm.

Hooking his lips helplessly, Fu Tingxiao reached out and carefully sorted out the coat on Wen Soft's body.

Under the influence of alcohol, Wen Rou slept very deeply, and when he woke up, he was already lying on the bed in the master bedroom.

Recalling the details after getting into the car yesterday, Wen Rou rubbed her hair while tentatively calling out Fu Tingxiao's name.

But no one answered her in the empty room.

After a simple wash, she went downstairs softly, she had very little time at home since the start of the game, and she felt a little strange about the steps and stairs that were originally very familiar, and even almost stepped on the air when going down the stairs.

Fortunately, Wu's mother grabbed her in time.

"Where's the Thunderbolt?"

With the support of Wu's mother, Wen Ruan came to the dining table and sat down, and as soon as she sat down, she began to ask Wu's mother about Fu Tingxiao's orientation, and there was such eagerness between her words.

Wu's mother smiled: "Sir, he went to the company early in the morning, and before leaving, he specially told us to take care of you, saying that you were drunk last night and will have a headache today, so I asked the kitchen to cook a light chicken soup, saying that it is useful for headaches after drunkenness." ”

Wen Rou didn't say anything, just buried his head low, and a light smile was hooked on his pink lips.

"Madame, Sir has been particularly concerned about you lately. ”

"I know that. Wen Rou tasted a mouthful of warm chicken soup, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "Does the baby need to go to the old house today?"

"Yes, in about an hour, the old house will ask the driver to pick it up. ”

"After breakfast for a while, you can help me, I haven't been to the old house since I participated in this competition, so I'll go with the baby today, and by the way, I will pause with ......" Wen Soft, "Go and visit the baby's grandfather." ”