I didn't taste the hooliganism in his words for a while, and when he sped up and stabbed at AA, and the fire burned on me, I knew that he had deliberately misinterpreted my meaning again.

I bit my lip to prevent myself from making a shameful sound, and hurriedly covered my face with a pillow, and by the way, I even covered my mouth to suppress the gasping sound.

He took the pillow and threw it away, and it fell to the ground.

He smiled and scooped me up, picked me up from the bed, and went to the bathroom.

"If you're really in a hurry, I can save you a little time, and you can take a shower and exercise at the same time."

My breath was unsteady, and I hung on him weakly, and I didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore.

Anyway, the shame has already been lost, and now it is useless, so it is okay for him to toss.

I was a little annoyed: "Didn't you say half an hour is enough?"

He bit my ear: "It's your friend who came too early."

I frowned, as if that was indeed the case, that Janening had come too early.

I shook my head in annoyance, but I still blamed him for the mistake: "It's all up to you!"

The warm water fell from the top of my head, and I gritted my teeth and glared at him, I really wanted to eat him.

As if he didn't know my anger, he pecked me on the lips and gloated, "Do you want to eat me?"

So he began to tease me evilly again: "My whole person is yours now, you can eat as much as you want, and you can eat as much as you want."

I know that he is starting to lie and heresy again, and his so-called eating is naturally not the mouth above, but the ......

"I'm addicted to AA plays?" Without hesitation, I opened my mouth and bit his lip.

He was in pain, but his revenge for me was to push harder in and out of my body.

It seems that I fought with him, and I repaid him even more cruelly, leaving tooth marks on his body, as well as ambiguous marks.

When it was all over, he sighed and complained to me, "Are you a dog?"

I ignored him with a blank look, and secretly said in my heart, I deserve it.

After changing my clothes, I ignored him and went out with Qiqi and Jian Ning.

Since I appeared, Jian Ning's ambiguous and ridiculous eyes have never left me, and my cold hair stood on end, uncomfortable, but I still forced myself to calm and pretend to be calm, with a casual attitude on my face.

Finally I couldn't stand Jian Ning looking at me like this, I squinted at her, but saw her staring at me playfully, as if she wanted to peel off my clothes and see enough.

Being teased by her like this, I was unwilling, and finally my eyes fell on her neck, what is the inconspicuous red mark that is not someone's trace?

I suddenly straightened up, I hooked her chin, and the mark under her neckline suddenly leaked out, and I teased: "It wasn't easy for you and your family Jian Mingchen last night, right?"

Thinking of their relationship, I whispered, "Hey, what do you call him more when you're in bed?" Jian Mingchen? Ming Chen? Daybreak? Or ......"

I lengthened my voice: "Or uncle?"

Jian Ning is not as thin-skinned as me, I teased her like this and I didn't see her blush, she straightened her clothes, and said in a non-wavering voice: "You can also try to call your ...... at that time"

After a pause, she said, "Uncle, let's see if he will be excited."

I understood, "It turns out that he is so good, I can't see that Jian Mingchen is still a sullen person." ”

Jian Ning retorted: "What about your family? I think he's a bright aaa. ”

In the end, she also made up a knife: "Jian Mingchen is at least just complaining in private, your Ye Feiqing is not divided into day and night, there are no dead ends in three hundred and sixty degrees, and he is in trouble the whole time."

I said thoughtfully: "I really can't see it, it turns out that Jian Mingchen is the same when he puts on a white coat, and he looks the same when he takes off his white coat."

I snorted, "The well-dressed beast is the perfect way to describe your family."

Not to be outdone, Jian Ning said: "Each other."

I burst out laughing, "We're so bored."

Jian Ning also smiled, seeing her laugh made me feel a lot more relaxed, presumably Jian Mingchen left, she was not depressed or worried in her heart.

Then we changed the subject and started talking about what to eat for lunch.

After lunch, I decided to go to Fu Xue.

I didn't know how to deal with her guilt, and when I stood outside the gallery, I was still a little apprehensive.

I know that Fu Xue has changed her name, and she wants to break with everything in the past and start over, so I don't know if we, the ones she wants to put aside and forget, will be unhappy to appear in front of her.

Jian Ning pulled me and pouted over there, I followed her line of sight, and saw Su Jingchu, he was standing next to the car, holding a cigarette in his hand, and at his feet, many cigarette butts had been thrown, obviously he had been here for a long time.

At this time, Fu Xue walked out with a little boy, and I saw that the little boy was led by Fu Xue to the snack shop on the side, and after a while, two people came out again, and the little boy had an extra box of potato chips and yogurt in his hand.

I noticed that Fu Xue was smiling when she talked to the little boy, full of maternal brilliance and tenderness, and all her attention was focused on the little boy, so she didn't notice our presence not far away.

Ye Feiqing told me before that there was an extra little boy by Fu Xue's side, and I didn't know whose it was.

I don't think this kid is Fu Xue's, because they don't look like it at all.

This small and even extremely elegant and childlike face reminds me of the man I saw with Fu Xue in the snack street that night.

This should be the man's child, I think this child is either his parents are divorced, or his mother is no longer there, otherwise Fu Xue would not be so close to his father.

I was thinking about it when I heard Jian Ning say: "This is the son of the gallery owner, he was born without a mother, and you know, Fu Xue's child is gone, so she will inevitably like the child tightly, so she takes this child half of the time."

I glanced at Su Jingchu over there, if he wanted to recover Fu Xue, it was really a bit difficult to say.

Although this child is not Fu Xue's, it is obvious that she has regarded him as her own son, and the child's father is still alive......

Such three people, just like a family, how can they be so easy to get involved?

I think that the only favorable condition for Su Jingchu is nothing more than that Fu Xue is still his wife, they have not divorced yet, but they have been separated for three years, I am afraid that the marriage certificate that linked them together will also become shaky at this time, and the fragile seems to be shattered as long as they are lightly forced.

Even from a distance, I could still feel that when Fu Xue and the child appeared, Su Jingchu's expression was burning and depressed, and I could see that he was a little angry while being uncomfortable.

It's just that he can't do anything, and he doesn't dare to do it, if that's the case, he will only push Fu Xue further.

I suddenly remembered Fu Xue's child, if he was still there, he should be older than Qiqi.

Although I didn't know how to face Fu Xue, I still walked up.

"Fu Xue."

Hearing my voice, Fu Xue raised her eyes to look at me and Jian Ning.

She looked at me calmly, smiled shallowly, nodded at me, and said nothing.

I thought about the scene where we met, she might say to me that I hadn't seen you for a long time, or said very politely, you go, I don't want to see the people I used to know again, I don't want to remember the past, so please don't come to me again.

But she didn't want to, she just nodded quietly like this, faintly, as if I was really just a plain acquaintance to her.

I was about to ask her if she had time, and we found a place to sit down, but her phone rang at that time.

I don't know who called, but she spoke softly.

I don't know what the person on the other end asked her, she smiled and looked at the little boy who was being held by her, and then all the attention was focused on him, and her voice was a little doting: "He is very well-behaved, he doesn't have a temper, where is it so uncute as you say, well, okay, I know, don't worry, I will take care of him."

So I knew it was the gallery owner calling.