The cleaning took longer, and when Su Xiang walked out of the bathroom, Fu Hanchuan had already woken up.

The half-naked chest, strong muscles with honey color, and a very healthy complexion also show that the man's figure is extremely outstanding.

The man who got up in the morning had a different kind of charm, looking at her in a lazy posture, but his eyes were particularly sharp and cold, as cold as ice, and sharp as a knife.

Su Xiang was stunned, and his eyes fell on the marriage certificate between his fingertips.

The tattered book is extremely ugly, and no matter how bright the red is wrapped in tape, it loses its true color, which is very incompatible with his slender knobular fingers.

It was as if that perfect pair of hands had destroyed the bright red book, and it looked extremely cruel.

He looked at her coldly and said coldly, "You just put it under the pillow?"

Su Xiang didn't deny it, since he turned it out, it was an obvious thing, wasn't it?

"Take it out and look at it every night in the morning?" he shook his finger, revealing a hint of mockery, "Do you regret tearing it up, or do you want to tear it again?"

Cherish or destroy, in the depths of his careless eyes, he couldn't see which answer he wanted.

Su Xiang took a breath lightly, pursed his lips, and raised his hands to gestur.

- Yesterday, your mother told me that she wanted me to be able to leave, and she said......

Before she finished the comparison, Fu Hanchuan directly interrupted her impatiently: "I don't understand what you're talking about, okay." ”

He lifted the covers and stood up, walking directly past her side to the bathroom.

The strong wind he brought up as he passed by blew on his face, and it was cool.

There was a loud "bang", and the room seemed to tremble.

Su Xiang was used to it, but he couldn't help but cover his ears.

She glanced at the closed door, it was really Ms. Zoya's own son, and he was not very patient.

However, although he has never learned sign language, he has lived together for nearly three years, and even if he can't understand it, some sign language should always guess something, does he really not understand it, or has he really never had a little patience to guess?

There was a faint sound of children crying next door, probably frightened by the sound of the door closing just now, Su Xiang didn't stay long, and immediately went to the baby room next door.

After washing the child, Fu Hanchuan also finished tidying up and came out of the room. This weekend, he rested at home, wearing only comfortable loungewear.

The two looked at each other for a moment, neither of them wishing to speak.

Fu Ying's children were very happy to see their father, and they didn't know that it was his father who scared him just now. He waved his little hand to hug: "Baba......"

Fu Hanchuan walked to the living room with the child in his arms, and the things sent by Mrs. Zhuoya were placed on the sofa casually, and Fu Ying saw it and clamored for him to take it apart.

"Baba, dismantle ...... Look, dismantle ......"

Su Xiang originally wanted to say don't dismantle it, the child doesn't know how to play at all, and it's very troublesome to clean up the spilled toy pieces, so after thinking about it, he still gave up.

When did Fu Hanchuan listen to her.

When she made breakfast, Fu Hanchuan had already made a model of a car with her son.

Fu Hanchuan likes cars very much, the luxury cars in the garage can be driven, in the early years, he also went to participate in car races, but since that incident, he has never competed again, and even those luxury cars are placed in the garage to accumulate dust.

But judging from the model he made for his son, he still loves cars very much.