The bathtub is filled with a tank of hot water to soak away the sourness of the whole body.

Su Xiang lay inside until the water became warm.

He said that those two words were not easy for her.

For her, the Fu family is the tiger's den in Longtan, and for the Fu family, she is a fierce beast in the flood and cannot avoid it.

She was bewitched by Fu Hanchuan just now, and she was put into bed by him in a momentary confusion, but as long as her mind is still clear, she will think twice about this problem.

It's just Fu Ying......

Fu Hanchuan pinched her death hole, Su Xiang rubbed her head, and she had a headache.

The water had completely cooled down, and he forgot to bring his pajamas in, Su Xiang took the towel on the towel rack and wrapped himself up first, and when he walked out of the bathroom, he smelled a faint smell of smoke in the bedroom.

Fu Hanchuan sat on the sofa by the window, his slender fingertips holding a half-lit cigarette, folding his legs and looking at the thunderstorm outside the window.

The contours of his face, his deep eyes, and the thin smoke spat out from his lips made him look pensive.

The black bathrobe was slightly loose, revealing a piece of his strong chest, and a long leg was exposed, and the man in contemplation had an unconscious charm.

The raindrops crackled on the window panes, dense and rapid, and the water trickled down.

Coupled with the dim light in the room, sight, hearing, and smell, all make people's senses be bewitched by a new round at this moment.

Su Xiang pursed her lips, swallowed lightly in her throat, and felt the coldness on her shoulders before she withdrew her gaze from him.

She walked to the wardrobe first to get her pajamas, and when she opened them, they were full of men's things, and there was nothing left of hers, not even a pair of underwear.

Su Xiang thought that it was probably Mother Song who helped her clean up the wardrobe in the second bedroom, so she closed the door and prepared to go over, before she turned around, her nose hit a wall.

Su Xiang covered his sore nose and glared at the man, he had nothing to do standing behind her!

Fu Hanchuan's eyelids were half-drooping, and he looked at the little woman in front of him with his hand raised, Su Xiang thought he was going to do something, and subconsciously leaned back.

The man's nose made a sound similar to that of a he, and the corners of his lips provoked a bit of mockery, only to see him hold the cigarette butt between his thin lips, and then leaned over to Su Xiang.

Su Xiang's eyes widened, he didn't know what he was going to do, why did he lean on her while biting his cigarette, could it be that he still wanted to burn a brand on her or something?

The man's slightly drooping eyes kept staring at her, seeing that her moist and clear eyes were full of doubts and ...... Afraid?

Fu Hanchuan didn't know how she could show such an expression, as if he was going to eat her, the problem was that he had already eaten her before this.

The man's hand reached behind her, and with a rustling sound behind her ears, he took a shirt from the hanger and stuffed it into her arms.

Su Xiang looked at the white men's shirt in his hand, blinked suspiciously, and then looked up at him.

The man reached out again and took down the cigarette butt from between his lips, and he said, "Su Xiang, what do you think I want to do?"

Su Xiang grabbed his clothes with his fingers and raised his hand to gestur.

- I'm trying to ask, what are you giving me your shirt for?

Fu Hanchuan coughed lightly, and the hand holding the cigarette scratched the tip of his nose with his little finger and said uncomfortably: "Your clothes have been thrown away, wear mine first." ”

Su Xiang was stunned, what did he just say, throw away all her clothes, throw them away?

Only then did she realize that something seemed to be wrong when she was washing up just now. Now that I think about it, all the toothbrushes and towels she left here are gone. But those were consumables, and she didn't use them for a long time, so he just took them and threw them away.

But he didn't keep any of her clothes, and he actually called her back?

The shirt on her hand was wrinkled by her, Su Xiang endured it and decided to change her clothes first.

Coming out of the bathroom again, Su Xiang walked straight to the door.

"Where are you going?" Fu Hanchuan thought she was going to sleep, but saw the little woman walking out with her two white legs.

His shirt was worn on her, almost to her knees, and the long sleeves were folded a few times, all the way to her elbows, Fu Hanchuan's thick eyebrows were slightly raised, and the picture was very good.

I didn't think there was anything when I saw it in the movie before, but when I saw her wearing his clothes at this time, I felt ...... Well, it's comfortable.

Su Xiang's hand on the doorknob let go and turned his head to gestur.

- Go sleep next door.

She only agreed to stay for the night, could it be that he still thought that she would share a bed with him again?

What happened before was a mistake, and then she had to make sure she wouldn't make it again.

Su Xiang finished the gesture, unscrewed the door handle and walked out.

Fu Hanchuan's stunned little woman disappeared from his line of sight, pinched the cigarette butt and took a puff, squinted her eyes slightly, but didn't catch up again.

They slept in one room and finished the second half of the night.

In the morning, Su Xiang's eyes were hazy, and he felt that his nose was itching and wanted to sneeze.

Su Xiang didn't hold back, a sneeze came out, and the little doll's giggling sound came from his ears.

Su Xiang opened his eyes and saw Fu Ying lying on the side of the bed, clutching a small flower in his chubby little hand.

The petals still carried last night's raindrops, and as soon as his little hand moved, the water droplets slid down her face, which was cold and silky, making her completely sober.

It's not a dream, it's really her baby bump.

The corners of Su Xiang's lips furled, and he hugged the little guy to the bed with both hands.

Fu Ying lay on top of her: "Ma Ma, Huahua." ”

He put the little flower picked by the roadside in her hair, smiled and bent her eyebrows, pouted and kissed her face full of saliva, and said sweetly: "Mama, drifting......"

Su Xiang pinched his son's tender little face, the little guy's sweet mouth was definitely not like her, and he didn't look like Fu Hanchuan.

The Fu family has never been so coaxing.

- Who taught you?

Fu Ying rubbed her face, and said in a glutinous voice: "Sister Shadow." ”

Su Xiang frowned slightly, where did he come from, what kind of shadow sister, probably he met in some study class.

At this time, Fu Hanchuan stood at the door, looking at the mother and son who were intimate inside, and his eyes softened.

Su Xiang looked over, the man's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly became the cold and noble Fu Hanchuan again.

He walked in, placed a large bag of things next to her, and said, "Get up, breakfast is going to be cold." ”

Su Xiang took the bag over and looked at it, in addition to toiletries, there were also several bottles of skin care products.

Early in the morning, I bought it at a 24-hour convenience store.

Su Xiang glanced at his back as he went out, put his son down first and went into the bathroom to wash.

The little guy hadn't seen Su Xiang for a long time, and followed her in like a fart. Su Xiang brushed his teeth, and he grabbed the corners of her clothes.

"Mama, hemp, when I grow up, I will also be a ...... of hemp"

Su Xiang's mouth was full of foam and looked down at his son.

Even if it's a child's words, it's too weird to say that.

- Son, you're a boy, you can't be a mother.

Who taught him this, is it also the shadow sister?

Fu Yingcai didn't care, and said in a milky voice: "There is a long vacation to make hemp, Baba has been working, and if there is no fake, you can't play, so I want to make hemp." ”

Although the little guy's words were messy, Su Xiang still understood it.

Before she left Fu's house and told him that she was on vacation, she didn't expect that until now, Fu Ying thought she was on vacation.

Su Xiang wanted to laugh for his son's innocence, and wanted to cry for his helplessness.

Su Xiang rinsed his mouth and watched the water flow rinse all the foam.

For some reason, something that Lady Zoya had said to her suddenly came to mind.

She said the child had little memory until the age of four.

Now, Fu Ying still remembers her, seeing that she is still a caring little baby who likes to stick to her, but after a long time, he gradually became sensible, and he knew more and more people, and she was no longer his most important mother.

Fu Hanchuan walked into the room with the new clothes sent by the boutique, and when he turned around and passed the bathroom, he saw Su Xiang staring at the pool in a daze, and said in a low voice: "What are you thinking?"

The man's voice that suddenly sounded brought Su Xiang back to her senses, she shook her head, and splashed a handful of water on her face.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her and took his son out first.

When Su Xiang came out after washing, he saw a brand new set of skirts on the bed. She seemed to hear the sound of talking outside just now, and he should have asked someone to send it over.

Changing clothes, going out for breakfast, everything seemed to go back to the past, and the family ate around a table.

Fu Ying was used to eating by himself, but when he saw Su Xiang coming out, he coquettishly asked her to feed him.

Breakfast was bought on the way when Fu Hanchuan went to pick up Fu Ying, and what was even more surprising was that there was a crystal vase on the table, on which a bouquet of flowers was inserted.

Su Xiang thought that the flowers that Fu Ying gave her in the morning were picked by the roadside, and it turned out that they were from here.

Su Xiang glanced at Fu Hanchuan, the man didn't raise his eyes, and drank the porridge elegantly.

Su Xiang lowered his eyelids and fed the cold lean porridge to his son.

At this time, Fu Hanchuan picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, and said, "You said before that you wanted to take him to the strawberry farm?"

He remembered.

Su Xiang nodded, she had already planned to pick strawberries first, and then make a birthday cake after eating.

The man stood up and walked out of the room, and when he came out again, he saw him wearing a casual suit, Su Xiang was stunned, you know, he never wore casual clothes before, he was always a straight suit with shiny leather shoes.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her: "Are you okay?"

Su Xiang's eyes widened slightly, today is not the weekend, won't he go to the company?

Fu Hanchuan guessed what she was thinking from her expression, and said lightly: "Qiao Shen will deal with it." ”

Just this simple sentence can be regarded as an answer to Su Xiang's question.

But what Su Xiang didn't know was that after she went back to the second bedroom to sleep last night, Fu Hanchuan went to the study and did today's things a lot, unless it was urgent, Qiao Shen could handle it.

In the strawberry field, Su Xiang squatted among the ridges to pick strawberries, and from time to time glanced at the man sitting in the pergola drinking tea, and always felt that he was a little weird.

It's strange for a person who works in the study all Sundays to sit in the countryside drinking tea and watching the scenery.

……

In the Fu Building, Mrs. Zhuoya attended the morning board meeting and then went to Fu Hanchuan's office.

Yesterday, he said something to Chang Yan when he sent Fu Ying to the old mansion, which made her cry all night, and said that she was going back.

Early in the morning, the servant said that he had taken Fu Ying back, and he didn't even show his face.

I don't know what he's thinking, Chang Yan put down his reserve at a girl's house, and all he was thinking about was him, but he didn't even look at it.

When Mrs. Zhuoya thought that after so many days, the two of them had not made any progress at all, and she felt angry in her heart.

However, her son, it seems that in terms of marriage, except for the marriage proposal to Lu Weiqi a few years ago, he has not seen him take any initiative since then, and he is lukewarm to women.

Even the dumb man was forced to stuff it, but it became a dog skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off, but fortunately, it was thrown off in the end.

But...... It's not necessarily these frustrations that made him lose interest in women, so he never felt for Chang Yan, right?

Or are you still obsessed with that mute?

As soon as she thought of this great possibility, Mrs. Zhuoya's heart became a little more angry.

Walking aggressively in the direction of Fu Hanchuan's office, Qiao Shen saw Mrs. Zhuo Ya coming over, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Madam, are you here to find Mr. Fu?"

Mrs. Zhuoya said lightly: "I didn't see him attend the meeting in the morning, haven't you come to work yet?"

Although this meeting is not very important, he has just won back a city from Qi Lingyang, and he has to keep it well, and the company will not come, what is this doing!

Qiao Shen said respectfully as Fu Hanchuan ordered: "Mr. Fu has already explained all the work last night, and he said that he will not be able to attend a friend's wedding today." ”

Mrs. Zhuoya frowned: "Wedding?"

Fu Hanchuan's friends are basically people with heads and faces in Beicheng, it is impossible that she has not heard of it here, but after all, it is already a young man's world, out of Beicheng, what other friends she doesn't know, Mrs. Zhuoya didn't get suspicious anymore, turned around and walked out.

Just after walking a few steps, she felt that something was wrong in her heart, he came over early in the morning to pick up Fu Ying, just to attend a friend's wedding?

……

The more leisurely Fu Hanchuan was, the more Su Xiang couldn't help it.

His heart is getting heavier and heavier, so if he is talking about life and death, is he sitting here now, waiting for death?

When she was resting, she walked over to drink water and said, "You still go to work in the company, I can take Fu Ying with me." ”

The man glanced at her and said coldly, "It's convenient for you to run away with my son?"

Su Xiang was speechless, and said in a voice: "Who asked you to give Mother Song a holiday." ”

If Mother Song is here, I won't bother him to watch it personally.

I don't know what he's thinking, and he's still in the mood to stay here, according to his temper, even in the case of life and death, won't he be able to kill a way?

Returning from the strawberry farm, having lunch at a Chinese restaurant on the way, Su Xiang coaxed Fu Ying to sleep at noon, and then started to make cakes.

The dough is made in the morning before going out, now just take it out and knead it again, put it in the oven, and then do the odd work such as whipping the cream.

She was working alone in the kitchen, and Fu Hanchuan didn't know what she was doing in the living room. It was quiet outside, Su Xiang walked to the door and looked out, the man in the living room was no longer there, Su Xiang thought about going to work in the study again.

After a long time, Su Xiang finished more than half of her cake alone, and when he was only about to take the last step, he went to Fu Ying's room to wake him up.

When he opened the door of his room, Su Xiang was stunned.

Fu Hanchuan didn't know when he went in, the tall man sleeping on Fu Ying's small bed was almost completely occupied by him, and the little guy pouted his little ass and smeared her lipstick on his face.

He didn't even wake up.

Su Xiang opened his mouth, not knowing whether to wake him up or continue to let him fall asleep.

But...... The corners of her lips curled slightly, and she felt that such a picture was very loving.

In the end, she couldn't hold back her laughter and went in lightly to take her son out.

The little guy was so naughty that he didn't know when he got her lipstick.

Su Xiang nodded his little nose in disgust, Fu Ying rolled his dark eyes, he didn't know that he was in trouble, he held her lipstick in his small hand, and enthusiastically applied it to her face.

Su Xiang's head flashed back, so that she didn't want to be harmed by him.

The cake was only about to decorate the half-cut strawberries at the end, Su Xiang's hand-in-hand teaching Fu Ying to stick the strawberries on the cream, the little guy was happy to see it, Su Xiang was about to take a photo as a souvenir, when he saw the little guy's head sink, and the little face rushed to the cake.

Fortunately, Su Xiang was quick and grabbed his bib pants in time, but the little guy's nose was still stained with cream, and a piece of the cake was concave in the middle.

Fu Hanchuan woke up and came out with a face, and Su Xiang couldn't help laughing when he looked up and saw him.

He didn't feel so funny when he fell asleep just now, but now he put on a paralyzed face, coupled with the flaming red lips that Fu Ying painted for him, which made Su Xiang laugh breathlessly.

Fu Hanchuan twisted his eyebrows, what did this woman laugh at, he raised his hand and touched his face, and saw a touch of carmine on his fingertips, and suddenly the green tendons on his forehead jumped suddenly.

This dead woman actually made a fool of himself in the face while he was sleeping!

However, he did sleep a little heavier today, and he rarely took a nap before, but now he was more relaxed than ever, and he didn't even notice it.

Looking at the woman squatting on the ground with her stomach and laughing, Fu Hanchuan walked over, pinched a handful of salt in the salt jar, and when she opened her mouth, his fingers quickly stuffed into her mouth, Su Xiang suddenly couldn't laugh saltily, his eyebrows and eyes were all squeezed together, and he opened the faucet to rinse his mouth with his tongue.

The little guy who did something bad didn't know that his mother had thundered for him, but he only knew that he was rolling on the ground laughing.

The man looked at Su Xiang's embarrassed appearance, and then went to the bathroom to wash his face with a proud face.

At this time, the doorbell rang twice, Su Xiang thought it was Song's mother back, so she went to open the door, and as soon as she opened the door, she was stunned and couldn't help but take a step back.

Mrs. Zhuoya was even more stunned, she erected the thorns in her body, and looked at Su Xiang as if she was facing a poisonous snake and beast: "Why are you here!"

This is the Fu family, who allowed her to come in!

Fu Hanchuan heard the sound outside and walked out, and when he saw the two women standing facing each other, he said in a deep voice: "Su Xiang is here to celebrate Fu Ying's birthday." ”

Fu Ying looked at Mrs. Zhuoya with angry eyes, and called grandma timidly.

"Grandma, cake. ”

The little one took Mrs. Zoya by the hand and walked to the kitchen, where a strawberry cake was placed in the middle of the cleaned counter, and next to it was a candle that had not yet had time to be lit.

"Cakes made of hemp are also made to win. ”

Fu Ying worked his tiptoes, his little hands on the countertop, his dark eyes looked at the round cake, and his little face looked very excited.

Mrs. Zhuoya glared at Su Xiang, for Fu Ying's sake, she was not good at getting angry at this time.

Su Xiang stood silently to the side, and there was no expression.

Mrs. Zoya walked over and said, "You come out for me." ”

With that, she walked out of the kitchen first, and Su Xiang followed.

Mrs. Zhuoya looked at Su Xiang, every word seemed to be bitten hard between her teeth, and she said, "After this birthday, get out of here!"

"Don't come and hurt him again!"

Who he refers to is self-evident.

What Mrs. Zhuoya is most afraid of is that Fu Hanchuan provokes this woman back, she is really afraid of anything.

She looked at Fu Hanchuan with fierce eyes, and scolded him: "You really heal the scar and forget the pain, it disappoints me so much!"

Mrs. Zhuoya has been cold and stubborn all her life, and when she looked at Fu Hanchuan at this time, in addition to being stern and disappointed, there was also extreme sadness.

In the first half of her life, she fought for her husband's career for him, and in the second half of her life, she fought for her son's future, but she suffered repeated betrayals.

Mrs. Zhuoya glanced at Fu Hanchuan in disappointment, turned around and left the house.

Her straight back bent down slightly, and she leaned against the wall on one side and walked towards the elevator, her sonorous steps becoming slow.

Fu Hanchuan watched his mother's figure gradually move away, his hanging fingers clenched, and his eyebrows were deeply raised.

Su Xiang glanced at him, turned around and walked silently to the kitchen.

In the elevator, Mrs. Zoya had not yet recovered from the blow.

She leaned the armrest, and the green tendons on the back of her hand bulged.

actually lied to her for that woman, and didn't even go to the company......

Knowing her son Mo Ruomu, she vaguely guessed what Fu Hanchuan was going to do.

However, how could he suddenly change, wasn't he already ruthless in pushing that woman to Qi Lingyang's side in order to regain his father's trust?

But whatever the reason......

A pair of cruel eyes reflected on the shiny steel plate, and Mrs. Zoya took a deep breath, and a cold light flashed at the end of her eyes.

Because of the sudden arrival of Madame Zoya, the last moment that should have been the most joyous was greatly reduced.

Su Xiang brought out the cake and put it on the table, lit candles, put on the happy birthday song, ate the cake, and everything turned into silent joy.

Su Xiang only smiled reluctantly at Fu Ying, and after eating, she hugged her son on her lap and said in a voice: "Son, mom is not on vacation now." Mom is in school and the teacher is very strict, so Mom can't come to see you often. ”

Su Xiang had to tell another lie, and he didn't know when this lie would be exposed.

She looked up at Fu Hanchuan, and told him with a silent look: I saw it, it's too difficult to come back......

When Su Xiang left, Fu Hanchuan didn't send her, and when she walked out of the door, Fu Ying, who had just been put to sleep, ran out, crying and not letting her go.

Such a young child, where to care about anything, I just know that he doesn't want to be separated from his mother, Fu Hanchuan had to forcibly hug him, Su Xiang looked at his crying son, and could only turn around with tears in his heart.

After getting into the car, Su Xiang held the steering wheel and cried bitterly, the mobile phone ringtone next to her rang over and over again, she didn't pick it up, and the ringtone had already stopped when she had cried enough.

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