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Fu Hanchuan didn't come home very late, and the desertion inside the house was in stark contrast to the lively sound of fireworks outside.

He glanced at the shoes on the shelf, glanced in, and was changing shoes when there was a faint sound of talking in the room.

"Xiangxiang ......"

"Baby, it's time to eat......"

"The pizza was so delicious......

Who's talking inside?

Fu Hanchuan frowned, and Wan's voice sounded soft, this voice had never been heard before, could it be that Su Xiang called his friend home?

But where did she get any friends?

Looking for the sound and walked in, when I got to the bedroom door and pushed the door open, I saw Su Xiang half-lying on the bed, his legs folded, holding a pizza in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, his eyelids were only staring at the mobile phone, and his little feet were shaking, looking very comfortable.

It's like playing with a newly arrived mobile phone and getting a thorough understanding of all the functions in it, Su Xiang is experiencing every function of the APP, and after selecting the voice she likes, she is adjusting the speed of speech.

"Fu Hanchuan is a bastard!"

In a word, it is fierce and vicious, and it is particularly relieving.

Su Xiang took a bite of pizza in his mouth, leaned back and closed it happily, feeling so cool, he had no intention of glancing at the corner of his eye, and suddenly found a figure standing at the door.

She was startled, raised her eyes and looked over, and saw Fu Hanchuan standing there with a black face, and she didn't know how long she had been standing.

Of course, Su Xiang at this time was only immersed in fun, and he didn't pay attention to Fu Hanchuan's expression at this time.

Her eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait for the man to hear her voice. She shook her phone at the man, tapped on it, and immediately a sweet voice floated out.

"Happy New Year!"

But Fu Hanchuan's big black face didn't look happy at all.

And Su Xiangwu laughed to herself, smiled and smiled, her face turned cold, she remembered that she was still in a cold war with him, and he was not worthy of sharing her happiness with her.

Su Xiang lay back on the pillow and continued to play with his mobile phone, without looking at the man again.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her gloomily and then turned around and walked out, without saying a word, but a fire ignited in his stomach.

He walked to the kitchen, where there was a cold pot and a cold stove on the table, and the refrigerator was stuffed with raw food, and no dinner was prepared at all.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the pot with gloomy eyebrows, but what he thought of in his mind was Su Xiang's sentence in the morning.

- What has my husband done for me?

Hehe, it looks like Qi Lingyang's bullshit APP has been made.

Look at her happy face.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the door, the anger in his belly was a little stronger, and he opened his legs and walked to the room again.

The door slammed against the wall and bounced back a bit.

Fu Hanchuan put one hand against the door panel and said firmly: "Go cook." ”

Su Xiang glanced at him sideways, slightly stunned, it's all like this, didn't he come back after dinner at the old mansion?

"I'm not happy, I've already eaten. ”

Su Xiang sent it out with a voice, and the bright light of the screen reflected her face a little whiter.

Fu Hanchuan walked in, stood still at the foot of the bed, his face was a little more gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you believe that I threw your phone out?"

Su Xiang became angry when he heard this, and raised his head and glared at the man, you dare!

The man's eyes were dark and a little scary, Su Xiang was frightened by the anger in his eyes, and the hard breath in his chest dissipated a little.

A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, as long as Su Xiang thinks of what this savage and insidious man has done to her, she feels that she should not fight with him at this time.

What's more, she didn't want to ruin her interest because of him.

Su Xiang got up lazily and walked slowly to the kitchen.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her back, and the fire in her stomach was not extinguished.

She didn't want to, but she still reluctantly went to cook for him, the reason was not that Qi Lingyang got the damn APP!

Su Xiang casually made a bowl of beef noodles with green vegetables, put it on the table and left.

She is now the first experiencer of the APP, and at this time she has an idea, hoping that the APP can make some improvements, such as humming songs or something, which can reflect her mood.

At this time, she wanted to walk over in front of Fu Hanchuan with her head raised and humming a song, and she was angry with him.

But thinking about it, this requirement seems too high, and she can now use her mobile phone instead of her mouth, which is already very satisfying.

As soon as he thought of this, Su Xiang walked briskly back to the bedroom.

Fu Hanchuan sat at the table, looked at the bowl of extremely simple beef noodles, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened them again, picked up a pair of chopsticks on the side of the bowl and ate it.

Because the red mark on his forehead was too obvious, he didn't want the people in the old mansion to see something, so he went out early in the morning, and after a day, the red mark faded a little.

After he separated from Pei Xian, he thought that she should come back from the old mansion, where she had never been able to stay, and thought that she was alone at home, so he didn't go to the old mansion, and came back to have dinner with her, who knew that she was having fun alone.

Fu Hanchuan endured the anger in his stomach and finished eating the noodles and entered the study.

Putting a sign language tutorial on the computer, Fu Hanchuan held his forehead and looked at the meaning of each action, the more he watched, the more angry he became, and he turned off the video with a snap.

Whatever she looks, she can talk on her phone.

It's amazing!

Fu Hanchuan got up and looked at the lights of Wanjia outside the window. In the darkness, there were still fireworks exploding in mid-air, and the fire trees and silver flowers were brilliant in an instant, and they were also clearly extinguished in his dark eyes.

- My husband, what have you done for me?

What does she know? She doesn't know anything!

Fu Hanchuan took a deep breath and refused to admit that this was jealousy.

But he had to admit that in the three years that Su Xiang married him, he had sarcastically ridiculed her countless times that she couldn't speak, and he never considered her needs from her point of view.

There are so many things to be busy in the company, so he can't wait to work 24 hours a day, how can he have time to think about that.

How can the heir of his dignified Fu family, the CEO of a huge company, spend his mind on a woman?

Over the years, she has used sign language, hasn't she also come over?

Halfway through the night, Fu Hanchuan came out of the study and returned to the bedroom.

Su Xiang was already asleep, still holding her mobile phone in her hand, it seemed that she fell asleep after being tired of playing, and the satisfied smile was dazzling when she looked at it.

Fu Hanchuan came to the fire as soon as he saw her like that, stepped forward and pulled her arm and said, "Get up, go sleep on the sofa." ”

Su Xiang slept hazy, and was suddenly woken up, with a pair of eyes open in a daze.

- What's the matter?

She subconsciously gestured to sign language.

Fu Hanchuan said coldly: "Don't you like to sleep on the sofa, who let you sleep in the bed, get up!"

Since the last quarrel, Su Xiang has been sleeping on the sofa, and after the two made a husband and wife, she has also been sleeping on the sofa for a while.

There are her pillows and quilts on the sofa, as well as the books she reads before going to bed, like a small nest.

Su Xiang glanced at him, took the quilt and got out of bed.

From the big bed to the sofa by the window, a few steps away, she kicked off her slippers and fell into the cold quilt, and her body was excited.

Fu Hanchuan lay down in the quilt she had warmed, and suddenly a warmth surrounded her, and there was a faint fragrance on the quilt.

The bedside lamp dimmed, and the room was full of darkness.

Fu Hanchuan lay on his side, staring at a small bag bulging on the sofa.

The quieter it is, the more sensitive it is.

There was a faint sound of breathing in the silent air, as if there was the sound of fireworks one after another.

Bang...... Bang...... Bang......

Fu Hanchuan sat up suddenly, the noise outside was like this, she could also sleep?

Su Xiang was just about to fall asleep, when a heavy pressure suddenly pressed down, as if all the air in her chest cavity was squeezed out, and she couldn't breathe.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a pair of bright and faint eyes hanging above her head, staring at her like a wolf.

As soon as Su Xiang saw this look, he knew what he wanted to do.

She didn't mean that, so she pushed him, but the man grabbed her wrist and pulled it above her head, and the other big hand grabbed the quilt and pulled it down, and the quilt that blocked the two was swept to the ground.

Although the heating in the house was turned on sufficiently, but without the protection of the quilt, Su Xiang suddenly felt a chill on his body, Su Xiang shivered, and struggled under him.

She doesn't want to.

Fu Hanchuan pressed her with a heavy body, took her phone with one free hand, grabbed her fingers and forced it to unlock.

"Aren't you able to make a sound?"

"Can it be done at this time?"

"I'm curious, what can you call it, huh?"

The man seemed to be peeling bamboo shoots, and he saw that her clothes were stripped naked in three or two clicks.

"I'm a bastard, huh? What are you?"

The space of the sofa is small, but it seems to make the man more interesting, this night, the two hit from the sofa to the sofa, and then from the sofa to the sofa, Su Xiang was still silently pressed on the sofa by Fu Hanchuan and asked for it all night.

I don't know how long it took, Su Xiang moved her body, and the familiarity of her whole body was sore, she stretched out her leg slowly, but kicked a long leg that was much bigger than her bones.

When she first woke up, her perception of the outside world was still vague, and she only felt that the environment she was in seemed to be crowded.

When she opened her eyes, she was sandwiched in the middle like a sandwich biscuit, with the man's solid chest in front and the back of the sofa in the back, and the two of them had been huddled together all night.

On weekdays, she doesn't feel anything when she sleeps on the sofa alone, but Fu Hanchuan is tall and big, and he has to squeeze with her, and his tall body can only curl up, his back arched, and his knees against her thighs.

Probably because the place was too small, Su Xiang was hugged in his arms, and he fell asleep face-to-face, and he felt a sense of intimacy.

In front of him was the sleeping face of the man with his eyes closed, he frowned slightly, held his nose high, his breath was sprayed all over her neck, and his stubby hair poked her skin itching.

There was also a faint red mark on his forehead, which should have been knocked out by her.

Looking at it this way, Fu Hanchuan, who was asleep, did not have the seriousness and coldness of his usual days, and looked calm and harmless, curled up like a baby.

Just looking at him like this, Su Xiang seemed to see Fu Ying when he grew up, with thick eyebrows and a high nose, thin lips, and very cold.

Will Fu Ying be like him in the future?

She doesn't want her son to be as bad as him when he grows up.

After thinking about the future, Su Xiang lost interest, and instinctively wanted to push away the people who were close at hand, but she forgot that this was on the sofa, and as soon as she pushed it, she pushed Fu Hanchuan down directly.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Fu Hanchuan rolled down the quilt and fell to the ground, waking up suddenly.

A pair of dark eyes stared at the woman who was looking at him above, Fu Hanchuan said angrily: "What are you doing!"

Su Xiang shrunk his neck at him.

- I didn't mean to, who let you sleep on the couch.

Su Xiang gestured in sign language, pushing her fault away, forgetting that she had nothing on her, and the quilt covering her corner slipped between the opening and closing of her arms.

Fu Hanchuan's dark eyes lit up a cluster of fire.

He simply kicked the quilt away, rolled over and pressed it.

The curtain was opened by him a little last night, although Su Xiang didn't make a sound, he pressed it on the backrest for a long time, and he also enjoyed the fireworks for a long time.

At this time, it was that posture again, looking through that gap, looking at the silver-white in the sunlight outside.

After this exercise, Su Xiang was so tired that he didn't even want to move his fingers.

Fu Hanchuan only knocked out a bag on her forehead, but at this time, her body was full of marks made by him.

In a daze, she felt a pair of hands holding her and changing her place, and in a daze, she fell asleep.

By the time I woke up again, it was already afternoon.

Su Xiang opened his eyes and looked at the two pieces of skin hanging down on the leather sofa, both of which had been torn off by her, and there were several scratches on them that had been scratched by her fingernails.

Su Xiang didn't have the face to look at it when he thought about it, so he picked up the quilt and buried his head in it.

Fu Hanchuan, this bastard!

Hungry and growling, Su Xiang came out of the room after washing, and didn't see Fu Hanchuan's figure, so he thought about it and went out again.

She didn't think much about it, walked to the kitchen, and was about to make something to eat, when she opened the pot and saw that there was actually a pot of seafood porridge in it, and a pot of dry pot bullfrogs in the other pot.

Su Xiang glanced at the trash can, and sure enough, it was the snack bar in the outside community.

Fu Hanchuan ordered takeout.

Su Xiang warmed the porridge and felt alive after eating something.

She was gnawing on a bullfrog leg and was about to continue playing with her mobile phone, when a prompt sounded, the door on the other side of the study opened, Fu Hanchuan walked out, frowned slightly and said coldly: "You let the mobile phone ring again?"

Su Xiang bit the leg of the bullfrog, glanced at Fu Hanchuan, and thought of his pervert last night and didn't dare to provoke him again, so he put down his phone stupidly.

Hmph, I don't have the ability to make an APP out, and I don't allow others to use it.

Su Xiang was carrying her legs and was about to return to the bedroom when the man stopped her: "Where are you going?"

Su Xiang blinked his eyes and pinched the bullfrog's legs.

- Go back to your room and sleep.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the mobile phone she stuffed in her pocket, and knew what she wanted to do, and said lightly: "Can't you do anything else besides eating and sleeping?"

Su Xiang looked at him speechlessly, otherwise?

The man walked out and said, "Go change your clothes and go out for activities." ”

As soon as Su Xiang heard the word "activity", he was even more speechless.

Her body was dismantled and assembled by him, and she just wanted to lie down if she needed any movement.

But Fu Hanchuan didn't allow her to refuse at all, and a few minutes later, Su Xiang stood neatly dressed and standing downstairs in the ice and snow.

The snow fell in the middle of the night, and Su Xiang saw the snow turn from fine snow particles to goose feather snow, but she didn't know when it stopped.

The snow on the ground had been shoveled clean, the lawn of the garden was still accumulating, the snow on the treetops was blown down by the wind, and a few snowflakes fell on her face, Su Xiang shrunk her neck and took a few steps back.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, her white and tender face was more pink than the white of snow, and compared with the bright red of plum blossoms, there was a touch of beauty and softness.

"Look at your squeamishness. ”

Fu Hanchuan sneered lightly, grabbed her hand with his big hand and dragged it forward, but his body stood in the wind.

The two walked along the road of the community together, Su Xiang looked up at him, didn't he drive out?

Is it really just a walking activity?

She took a long breath, resisting the urge to shake off his hand and walk back.

She felt that he was here to torture her.

Although the snow on the ground was shoveled clean, it still left a thin layer of ice, and she was careful to slip with every step, and she was now sore and weak, and she could walk anywhere.

Su Xiang stood in place and refused to move, the hands of the two were still holding hands, Fu Hanchuan was affected by her pull, his body paused slightly, and he looked back at her.

Su Xiang pouted and glared at him like a child.

"What's wrong?"

- I can't walk.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her legs, as if he remembered something, and a smile crossed his eyes. He took a step back, squatted down slightly, and said, "Come up." ”

Su Xiang looked at the broad back in front of him, was he going to carry her?

She has a feeling that her head is full of black lines, her legs can't be opened, this person is really ......

Fu Hanchuan didn't wait for someone to come up, looked back at her and said, "You don't want me to hug your princess, do you?"

Although the neighborhood is quiet and there are no people on the road, it is like to take a walk with a woman in your arms.

Being willing to walk with her on his back was already his biggest concession.

"You think it's beautiful, you can't go up to it. ”

Su Xiang stared at the back in front of him, and wanted to kick his ass, but looking at his wide back, the black tweed fabric was facing the sun, glowing with a halo, as if absorbing the warmth of the sun.

Su Xiang's heart moved slightly, but he still endured the discomfort in his legs and went up.

Fu Hanchuan hooked the corners of his lower lip slightly, and his hands firmly supported her legs, bent up and walked forward.

He walked very steadily and at an even speed, Su Xiang only felt a little uncomfortable when he first went up, and then he felt comfortable.

She hugged his neck, her head pressed against the side of his neck, her long hair dangling from his chest.

The white snow and the figure walking slowly on the back have a romantic feeling.

In a white car not far away, Lu Weiqi looked at the two people walking slowly in front of her, and felt as if stomach acid had surged up to her heart, eroding her heart.

Before, his back belonged to her alone.

Whenever she finished practicing dance, she told him that she was tired and couldn't walk, and he could always agree to carry her on her back.

He carried her on his back until he reached the door of her house, and the two reluctantly separated.

But now, he was carrying another woman on his back and strolling through the snow.

Don't remember the past between them at all?

Lu Weiqi clutched the seat belt that was tied to her body, only in this way could she hold herself back from rushing down the station in front of them.

Mrs. Zhuoya glanced at the deformed seat belt that was grabbed by Lu Weiqi, and said lightly: "You see, two people without feelings, how ugly and ugly they were at the beginning, but in this world, there is a saying called love over time." ”

"Don't be high-minded, others who belong to you can't take it away, if you don't take the initiative, what belongs to you will become someone else's. ”

After Su Xiang left yesterday, Lu Weiqi went to Fu's house to pay New Year's greetings, and the Fu family did not receive guests during the New Year's holidays because of the relationship between the old man, but when Lu Weiqi went, Mrs. Zhuoya not only left her for lunch, but also stayed for dinner. It's a pity that last night, Fu Hanchuan didn't go back to the old house.

But it's also good, Lu Weiqi had the opportunity to contact Fu Ying.

Mrs. Zhuoya knew that Lu Weiqi danced and had high requirements for her figure, and she was reluctant to marry Fu Hanchuan at the beginning, partly for this reason. At that time, she didn't look down on Lu Weiqi, and said that the Lu family's family was not worthy of the Fu family, so she was not satisfied with the fact that she was unwilling to spread the branches and leaves for the Fu family.

But now it's different, the Fu family already has a Fu Ying, and Lu Weiqi herself has plans to retire, get married and have children, so it's not a problem.

Seeing that dumb face was not good-looking yesterday, she originally planned to bring Lu Weiqi over here to show her face, and then knock and knock on the girl, but she didn't expect to see this scene.

Mrs. Zoya looked at her son carrying the mute man on his back, and she felt uncomfortable.

How could the son she had carefully cultivated be for that dumb person to climb!

Mrs. Zoya's gaze followed the two of them all the way, and she longed to go over and drag the girl down and throw her into the snow, but she also knew clearly that if her son was unwilling to carry it, the dumb man would not be able to climb up.

If she goes out and scolds, it will only hurt the relationship between their mother and son.

However, there was Lu Weiqi sitting next to her, and since she still had feelings for Fu Hanchuan, she couldn't allow this grain of sand to be an eyesore.

Mrs. Zhuoya's words fell, Lu Weiqi loosened the seat belt in her hand, she lowered her eyes and smiled and said, "Madame's words make sense. Others who belong to me can't snatch it away, this kind of thing is just comforting. ”

Su Xiang has already snatched Fu Hanchuan's people from her, do you want to snatch his heart!

……

On the side of the road, the two men continued to walk slowly.

The weather was cold, and the exhaled breath of the two was intertwined, slowly dissipating behind the person.

To be honest, although Su Xiang is already a mother of more than two years old, she is only in her twenties, and she also longs for some little romance and little fun, some tenderness, there are too many sourness in her marriage, all relying on one to boil and one to endure until now.

She didn't know if Fu Hanchuan was born with a romance that she didn't understand, or if she was only gentle with her, but at this short time, she was so moved that she wanted to cry.

Fu Hanchuan listened to her breathing sound, a drop of hot stuff crossed his neck, the man's body stiffened, and when he turned around, he saw Su Xiang wiping his nose and eyes indiscriminately, and the tip of his nose was red by her.

He let her down, held her face in both hands and lifted it, frowned, and said, "Why are you crying, it's really uncomfortable?"

Su Xiang shook his head and walked forward silently.

This is a small park, at this time, on the swing frame, the fitness equipment is covered with a layer of snow, Su Xiang raised his foot and kicked the swing frame, the swing shook slowly, and the snow on it fell some.

Fu Hanchuan walked over: "Why don't you say it, why are you crying?"

Su Xiang looked at him with watery eyes.

- Have you also carried Lu Weiqi?

Fu Hanchuan frowned: "Okay, what are you doing with her." ”

Su Xiang continued to gesture.

- She returned your proposal trophy and you didn't feel anything?

- Isn't it sad?

She saw his trophy in the study, a trophy that represented a certain meaning back in her hand, didn't she feel uncomfortable in her heart?

Or is he in the study, looking at the trophy all the time, reminiscing about the past?

Fu Hanchuan stared at her straight for a few seconds before replying: "My affair with her ended three years ago, and the trophy was taken away by her, and I didn't ask her to come back." But she's back, it's my last trophy in the ring, and there's no reason for me to throw away my glory because of her. ”

It was a big race, with several teams battling it out to the end, and he won the trophy and the grand slam of his racing career.

So that trophy means a lot.

At the beginning, he used that trophy to propose to Lu Weiqi to show his sincerity, but she took his trophy and ran away.

Su Xiang noticed that he used the word "termination", termination, which is the end of a relationship, but not necessarily the end of a relationship.

And this ends, and her relationship is in it.

In his heart, is his relationship for Lu Weiqi over?

- What about you......

Su Xiang slowed down with her arm shut, and she looked at the man's face, stunned.

Officially broke up?

But she didn't dare to ask, and she didn't know why she couldn't ask anymore.

may be reluctant to ask such a beautiful topic at such a rare romantic and warm time, or she may be afraid that the answer is not what she wants to hear.

But before she finished asking, Fu Hanchuan became impatient: "Can you not mention her at this time?"

Su Xiang looked impatient at him, and put away his hand with interest.

What do you ask?

She was careful not to touch this thorn, and Fu Hanchuan must not be willing to mention this person in front of her.

This is a taboo subject.

"Snap", his face was cold, Su Xiang was beaten back to his senses by a ball of snow, and Fu Hanchuan was holding a snow ball in his hand in front of him, and he hit her again.

Su Xiang hurriedly flashed to the side, the snowball grazed her shoulder, and before she could react in her mind, Su Xiang had already bent over, grabbed a handful of snow on the spot and quickly threw it over.

The two went back and forth, running all over the ground, stepping on a lot of footprints on the snow, and finally Su Xiang really couldn't run, squatting on the snow, holding the soft snow that had not yet been stepped on with both hands and making a small snowdrift.

In the past, when she was in Su's house, no one played with her, so she played with herself, and she could pile up a lot of snow.

Snowman, fist, tennis, big-faced cat......

Fu Hanchuan walked over and half-squatted to watch the white snowman gradually take shape under her fingers, which looked much better than what he had piled up.

Su Xiang saw that it was almost piled up, picked up the snow and dug up three stones, embedded them in the eye sockets and nose sockets of the snowman, and scratched his mouth with his mud-stained fingers, Fu Hanchuan turned his head to look, broke two plum blossoms and inserted them as hands, like a doll holding flowers to welcome.

Fu Hanchuan took a look and boasted: "It looks good, it's quite similar to you." ”

As soon as he lowered his eyes, he saw that Su Xiang was holding her hand to his mouth and sighing, so he grabbed her hand and put it in his coat pocket.

Her hands were still wet, stuck to the fabric of his coat, and he didn't care, pinching her slender fingers as if rubbing her hot.

Mrs. Zoya had already gone back, and Lu Weiqi stood in the snow on the side of the road for a long time, watching them build snowmen in snowball fights like children in the snow, and also watching the man gently hold her cheek, looking at the only woman in his eyes.

Lu Weiqi was holding a ball of snow in her hand, because she was too hard, it had become a translucent snowball that was hard and translucent.

Her fingers were frozen stiff, but she didn't seem to feel the cold, and she kept standing there until she saw Fu Hanchuan pick up the road Su Xiang used to go back and forth again.

She couldn't help but take a step forward and stop abruptly. She was cold, but only she knew that there was a fire burning in her chest at this moment, and she wanted to turn everything in front of her to ashes!