Chu Weiwei is usually reading books at home, so there are also one or two books on the table next to the sofa, so she took one and put it on her lap. The pen &www.biquge.info amp; fun & pavilion closed his eyes, learning Chu Weiwei's usual appearance, and his fingers wandered on the page. There was a bumpy touch from the fingertips, and the uncomfortable strangeness hit, and Fu Ming also had to subconsciously tighten his eyebrows. Chu Weiwei's quiet and peaceful appearance when reading appeared in his mind, her eyelids were lowered, and her eyelashes were slightly curled from the side, although she couldn't see it, but she had the illusion that she was reading a book, and his heart began to calm down, and he felt that a delicate and beautiful rose pattern seemed to grow on the pages brushed by his fingertips, which made him linger.

After a long time, the feeling of fasting made Fu Mingyi remember that Chu Weiwei didn't eat dinner, and he didn't eat dinner either.

Fu Ming also subconsciously glanced at Chu Weiwei's closed door, as if there was no sign of opening. I took another look at the small cloth. got up, put the book back in its place, walked to the place where Chu Weiwei put the dog food, took it out, and kindly filled the small food bowl of Xiaobu, but no dog food spilled.

"Eat, eat, stupid dog."

Fu Ming also watched Xiaobu lie his face in front of the food bowl, stretched out his tongue little by little, rolled a piece of biscuit into his mouth, and chewed slowly. Listening to this voice, Fu Ming couldn't help but think that every time Chu Weiwei came back, she would take care of Xiaobu first, bathe it, play with it, and give it dog food, before she remembered herself. Fu Mingyi sometimes just thinks about a dog, is it more important than herself? Breakfast is also eaten by Xiaobu first, and then go to buy his own. Now his eyes wandered to the closed door, and a wave of waves stirred up in his heart.

He already knew her so well.

"Smack." The door opened. The sudden sound of the door opening disturbed Fu Mingyi's fugue, and he realized how dangerous his current state was, in the past so many years, he had been nervous, unable to tolerate his shortcomings, and his mind was firm and unremitting, but now he was uncertain, and he had been affected.

A trace of red light flashed in Fu Ming's eyes, although it was the beginning of his connivance, but the result had already begun to deviate from his control.

Chu Weiwei walked out of the room, her smooth feet stepping on the cool floor. Fu Mingyi frowned and looked at her feet like white jade, small and cute, smaller than his palm. This pair of feet that can be compared to works of art stepping on the porcelain white floor tiles, in Fu Mingyi's feeling, is like a fine work of art on a dusty gray cloth, which is very uncomfortable.

Fu Mingyi's movements are faster than his brain. In Chu Weiwei's exclamation, she had already been picked up by Fu Mingyi. Fu Ming also hugged Chu Weiwei steadily, took two steps, bent down and put Chu Weiwei on the sofa.

"It's cold on the ground, so you have to wear shoes." obviously cared about her, but Chu Weiwei felt an astringency in her heart, making her nose sour and the urge to cry.

She really didn't understand this man, obviously he provoked her first and allowed her to get closer. But when she thought they could go further, she was not salty or light, as if it was just a one-man show for her.

Obviously, he pounced on himself first and asked her to kiss him, but after kissing, he pushed her away again, as if the person who was indifferent to her was not the same person as him.

Chu Weiwei felt that she was a humble little pitiful, she could only get what he could give herself after he took care of it.