Half an hour later, the car arrived at a large single-family villa with quiet scenery, the building is magnificent and magnificent, revealing the atmosphere of the era.

Luo Qingying was slightly surprised.

Fu Peiming's expression calmed down compared to before, and he drove the car into the compound.

After getting out of the car, Luo Qingying realized that this might be the Fu family's mansion and was very nervous.

She wasn't prepared at all, she was dressed casually, just like a girl next door.

Just as she was worried, Fu Peiming's big hand suddenly clasped her hand, and a slightly warm and tight feeling enveloped her, her face was hot, and her heart seemed to be warmly grasped at that moment.

Fu Peiming pulled her into the spacious and atmospheric living room.

The servant hurriedly walked up, "Young Master!"

"Is my dad at home?" Fu Peiming asked.

“…… The lord is at home. The maid looked a little uncomfortable.

Fu Peiming's eyes couldn't help but sink.

I heard a woman's crisp laughter, "It's so bad, ignore you!"

Luo Qingying's face turned red.

Fu Peiming's face also changed slightly, and he stiffened holding Luo Qingying's hand.

A handsome middle-aged man dressed in high-quality satin loungewear with most of his chest spread out casually walked out with a woman in his thirties in his arms.

"Oh. Seeing his son, who had a very bad face, Fu Jiangchen froze, looked embarrassed, and smiled at the woman next to him, "Baby, you go home first, and I'll contact you later." ”

The woman didn't think anything of it, with a charming smile, she winked at Fu Jiangchen playfully, meaning that you are in trouble, and then twisted the waist of the water snake and left.

"Son, why are you back?" Fu Jiangchen pulled the collar of his clothes, became dignified, walked towards Fu Peiming, and said with a smile.

His eyes fell on Luo Qingying, revealing an expression of amazement, "The little girl is very cute!"

Luo Qingying blushed.

Fu Jiangchen turned his gaze back to his son's face, smiled gracefully, leaned over and whispered: "I should have figured it out a long time ago, my girlfriend has to be able to master it like this!"

Fu Peiming's face was like ink, and at a glance, he knew that he had endured it to the extreme.

Fu Jiangchen laughed, slapped his son twice, and said heartily: "Don't be angry, son, it's hard to come back!"

"I came back to ask for my family register. Fu Peiming said coldly.

"Hukou book?" Fu Jiangchen was quite surprised, and couldn't help but glance at Luo Qingying again, who was very uncomfortable with his eyes drooping, and his little face was pink and crimson.

"Son, I helped you get the household registration book, but you know, the household registration book should be used carefully......

Fu Peiming's eyes were very cold, and he interrupted, "Give it to me." ”

Fu Jiangchen was a little helpless, and changed his strategy, "Stay and eat with me, and I'll give it to you." ”

At the dinner table, Fu Jiangchen asked Luo Qingying about her name, age, and family background, but she looked like a father.

Luo Qingying replied as decently as possible.

Fu Jiangchen had a good impression of her, and asked with a smile: "Little girl, do you like my kid very much?"

Luo Qingying suddenly blushed again, not knowing how to deal with it.

Of course she likes it, but she just doesn't want to say it.

Fu Jiangchen smiled, "Yo, it looks like I like it." ”

Fu Peiming was silent beside him.

After eating, Fu Jiangchen deliberately chatted with Luo Qingying all the time, talking about some of his views on recent current affairs and the economy, occasionally talking about his son or two, and looking at Fu Peiming with a smile.

Fu Peiming knew that his father was actually looking for an opportunity to talk to him, but he was just not happy to talk to his father and kept silent.

Luo Qingying is a sensitive person, how could she not guess the delicate state between father and son, not to mention that she herself and her mother are also full of estrangement.

But Fu Jiangchen gave her the feeling that in addition to being too romantic, she was still very good.

When I came out of the mansion, it was almost nine o'clock.

"Sending you back?" Fu Peiming drove the car and glanced at her.

At this time, it is definitely better to go home, so as not to make my mother too angry. But she couldn't bear him, and she didn't want to see her mother or Luo Wei'an.

"A little later. She whispered.

Fu Peiming drove to his residence.

Back at the residence, the two held hands and went upstairs.

Luo Qingying couldn't help but remember what happened to Shen Muqing at his house last night, and she was inexplicably worried about whether Shen Muqing would suddenly come out of the room.

Ok, walked into the living room and it was quiet.

Fu Peiming let go of her hand and took the household registration book into the bedroom.

She hesitated, didn't follow up, but went to the couch and sat down.

Fu Peiming came out soon.

Look at her and sit down beside her.

He is undoubtedly very handsome and outstanding.

is different from his father's suave and suave, he doesn't like to laugh, there is always a little coldness between his eyebrows, and his eyes are very deep when he looks at people.

Luo Qingying's heart swelled with the desire to be close to him, like a restless little thing, but he didn't have the courage to take the initiative.

"What are you thinking. His eyes burned.

Luo Qingying's face turned red, his eyes lowered, and his heart throbbed very unexpectedly under his gaze.

The heart says that I want you to hug.

Suddenly, he said, "Come here." ”

Her face was red to the base of her ears.

Finally moved to him.

seemed to think she was too unhappy, and the man hugged her domineeringly.

She crashed into his arms, and the warm masculine aura seemed to activate all the electricity in her body in an instant, and the tips of her heart trembled.

Fu Peiming looked at her, the puppy-like wet eyes, and the small appearance of the white fingers unconsciously twisted, very attractive.

He pressed against her slightly hot forehead, tilted his head, looked for her lips, and breathed on her face, making her unconsciously tilt her head, the curves of her body tense.

As soon as the four soft lips were attached, the phone rang suddenly.

The two were stuck.

The phone keeps ringing.

Fu Peiming finally let go of Luo Qingying and went over to pick up his phone.

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone, "I can't stop her, I've vomited a few times, and I'm still drinking desperately." ”

Fu Peiming's thick black sword eyebrows twisted fiercely.

The knobly jointed fingers are tightened.

He hung up, a cruel look in his eyes.

Suddenly, Luo Qingying was tugged, "Follow me to a place!"

Feeling his sudden cold air, Luo Qingying was very overwhelmed.