The wedding is over.

Fu Siqing has been resting at home for almost two months, and although his right arm has not fully recovered, his legs and feet are neat, and there is no major problem.

She sat on the couch, turned on the computer, looked at the recent stock market movements of Lingmei Group, and then downloaded the financial statements and annual summary of recent years.

"Why don't you have a good rest in bed?" As soon as Fu Yiran entered the door, he saw her sitting there, not knowing what she was busy with.

"I'm going to be lying down anymore and need to get out of bed and move. ”

Fu Yiran walked over, reached out and closed the window above her head, and took a blanket to cover her.

"I was about to blow the wind, and I was getting moldy. ”

"No, what should you do if you get cold?"

Fu Siqing pursed her lips, pretended to be angry, snorted lightly, and looked down at the computer. She casually opened her mailbox and saw that her inbox was still the last email Yeelan had sent her a few months ago.

At that time, she had not yet decided whether to return to China. Yeelan's advice to her is that if you keep thinking about one thing, you will always regret it if you don't try.

Fu Yiran looked at her in a daze, didn't know what she was thinking, leaned over to take a look, but Fu Siqing slammed the computer shut and looked at him with a smile.

"What are your secrets?" Fu Yiran asked, staring at her with squinted eyes.

"What do I have secrets?"

"Then why can't you let me see it?"

"Fu Yiran, everyone has privacy, you have to respect me. ”

"Fu Siqing, the premise of respect is that you are trustworthy. ”

"What do you mean, don't trust me, or do you mean I don't deserve to be trusted?!" Fu Siqing raised his foot to kick him, because his hand didn't dare to use force.

Fu Yiran grabbed her feet and began to scratch the soles of her feet, "Do you want to say it?"

Fu Siqing begged for mercy and admitted defeat, "Ah, my arm hurts so much!

One trick works.

Fu Yiran really let go of her, and hurriedly checked her arm that was still tied with a plaster, "How is it? Did you touch the wound? I'll go to the doctor!"

"No, no, no. Fu Siqing tugged at his collar and changed his request: "Fu Yiran, I want to wash my hair." ”

"It's okay to wash your hair, but you have to promise me a condition. ”

"What?"

"Call me husband. ”

“……”

Fu Siqing's biggest change is that he has changed from an indifferent and cold "Mr. Fu" to a sweet and gentle "Fu Yiran." ”

But she really hasn't called her husband before.

Fu Yiran saw that she hesitated for a long time, very reluctant, and did not force her: "Forget it, you don't go out anyway, it doesn't matter if you wash your hair or not." I'm alone at home, and I don't dislike your stinky nature. ”

Fu Yiran got up to leave, but Fu Siqing pulled the corner of his clothes, "That...... Let's talk about it!"

"There's no negotiable!" Fu Yiran clasped his hands to his chest and looked down at her condescendingly, with a very refusal attitude.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure, surely!"

"Forget it, I wanted to surprise you. ”

"Huh?" Fu Yiran's eyes lit up, "What surprise?"

Fu Siqing hooked his finger at him, leaned into his ear and said, "I originally wanted to ...... next time I was in bed."

Fu Yiran picked her up horizontally and walked to the bathroom, "Wife, wash your hair!"

Fu Siqing sat in the waterless bathtub, tilting her head, and she found that Fu Yiran had stars in her eyes. Stretching out his left hand, he couldn't help but go up and poke his cheek.

"Don't make a fuss, the foam will get in your eyes for a while. Fu Yiran helped her rub her hair and washed it very seriously.

"Fu Yiran, have you ever washed someone else's hair?"

"Who do you think can deserve this honor but you?"

Fu Siqing was a little proud, and continued to ask: "Then what romantic things have you done to those ex-girlfriends?"

"I'm sorry, I don't have an ex-girlfriend, so I can't tell you. ”

"Oh, I forgot, you used to like men. Fu Siqing suddenly thought of this stalk, "Then what have you done for your ex-boyfriends?"

Fu Yiran ignored her, picked up the spray head and tested the water temperature, helping her rinse the foam from her hair.

Fu Siqing didn't wait for the answer he wanted, he reached out and poked him again, but this time he changed positions, and his fingers touched his pectoral muscles, "I'm really curious, you tell me about it!"

Fu Yiran forcibly resisted her heart-wrenching teasing, wrapped her hair in a towel with three times and five by two, and then carried her to the bed. He couldn't help it, he really couldn't help it.

"Fu Siqing, all my firsts are given to you. The first time I liked someone, the first confession, the first time I held hands, the first time I hugged, the first time I kissed, and the first time I ......"

Fu Siqing blocked his mouth with her hand and interrupted him, "Husband, don't you think I need to blow my hair now?"

Fu Yiran propped his hands on her sides and kissed her lips hard, "Okay, make sure the service is in place!"

As soon as he got up, Fu Yiran reacted: "What did you just call me?"

"If you don't hear it, forget it, don't try to trick me into calling it again!"

"You didn't say you were going to ...... in bed"

"Am I on earth now?"

"Hmph!" Fu Yiran knew that she would definitely be cautious, and obediently went to the cabinet to get a hair dryer to blow her hair.

Fu Siqing smelled the fragrant hair, felt much more comfortable, and praised him when he opened his mouth: "This craft is so good, I won't be too lazy to wash my hair in the future, I'll hand it over to you, it's awesome!"

"Fu Siqing, what about you?"

"What am I?"

"What romantic things have you done for those ex-boyfriends?" Fu Yiran suddenly became interested in this question.

"Well, let me think about it. Fu Siqing touched his chin with his left hand, pretending to be pensive, and after a few seconds, he replied: "There are too many, which one do you want to ask?"

Fu Yiran blocked his chest in one breath, was speechless, put away the hair dryer with a dark face and walked to the bathroom.

Fu Siqing looked very cute when he was jealous and angry, and he didn't explain it, so he kept sulking.

Wen Jingchu rang the doorbell and smashed the door of Fu Yiran's house.

"Eldest sister, the door of my house is not made of glass, and you can't break it with such force. As soon as Fu Yiran opened the door, he saw Wen Jingchu, who was in a hurry, breaking in.

"What's the matter, grandma?" Fu Yiran saw her go upstairs directly, and as soon as she chased to the door of the bedroom, she was blocked from the door.

What's the situation?

"Miss Wen is here, what are you doing?" Fu Siqing saw that Wen Jingchu was menacing, and he didn't know why.

Wen Jingchu sat on the couch with his buttocks, crossed Erlang's legs, took out a piece of paper from his bag and threw it on the table, and said, "I'm pregnant!"

"Huh?" Fu Siqing was dumbfounded.

Wen Jingchu made it as if she was pregnant with Fu Yiran's child, and then came to her main room to ask for an explanation.

"Fu Yiran, you get in for me!"

"What the hell is going on?"

Fu Siqing gave Fu Yiran a look, then sat on the sofa, looked at Wen Jingchu, and asked, "Then what are you going to do with this child?"

"Child?" Fu Yiran looked confused.

"That's right, Fu Yiran, what's the matter with you? Wen Jingchu is pregnant!"

"Wen Jingchu, what kind of plane are you doing? Why did you come to my house to ask the teacher when you were pregnant? It's not my child!"

Wen Jingchu held his forehead and said that he was very helpless, and originally wanted to blast Fu Yiran out and say some private words to Fu Siqing. Forget it, Fu Yiran is not an outsider anyway, she went straight to the point: "I can't find Xu Liangchen, so I'm here to trouble you." ”

"Hasn't Xu Liangchen been discharged from the hospital yet? What do you mean I can't find it?" Fu Siqing asked.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have come to you. Wen Jingchu sighed and continued: "I just finished the examination today, and I haven't had time to tell him about it, but when I go back to the ward, I can't find anyone else. ”

"So, Xu Liangchen didn't know you were pregnant?"

"I don't know. ”

Fu Siqing took out his mobile phone and dialed Xu Liangchen's phone, but the phone was turned off.

"The phone doesn't work, and I can't reach him. Fu Siqing said that he couldn't help it.

"Forget it, if it doesn't work, I'll call the police!" Wen Jingchu got up and prepared to leave, and now he can only think of this way.

"Wait a minute!" Fu Siqing called to her, "I might have guessed where he would go." ”

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