Fu Yingshao's smile froze on his face.

Leng Qingzhu pursed her lips, she really didn't know how careful this person was.

When it comes to Ye Wenchuan, there is a chill in his eyes, and he doesn't mind what he says to her here.

It's weird if you don't mind.

"Well, I mind, I've been haunted by that man's presence."

Boss Fu had to be frank: "As long as I think of the scumbag you once liked, I would like to kill someone directly." ”

Leng Qingzhu pursed his lips: "I knew this was the case, why did you hide it with me." ”

"Am I not afraid that you will dislike me for being stingy?" Moreover, jealousy, when it comes to the bright side, is somewhat ungraceful.

"As for me, I can't say that I didn't like that man in order to comfort you, so don't say that you don't believe it, even if it's me, I can't believe it."

Fu Yingshao hugged the person tighter: "So what? ”

"I have to admit that I liked that man, and I was blind for a while, and there was nothing I could do, after all, I couldn't go back in time and strangle that blind self directly."

Fu Yingshao's expression was complicated: "I already knew, there is nothing to be surprised about, and there is nothing to complain about." I only hate myself now for not taking you away when you were holding my thighs and crying and shouting that you wouldn't let me go, otherwise, there wouldn't be anything wrong with him Ye Wenchuan. ”

Compared with Leng Qingzhu's momentary blindness, he still hates his miss even more.

It was the first time Leng Qingzhu had seen such a frustrated Fu Yingshao, and for a while he didn't know whether he should think this person was funny or distressed.

Standing on tiptoe, he put his arms around the man's neck and leaned in.

When Fu Yingshao was lost, his lips were warm, but he touched it.

By the time he reacted and wanted to hug someone to deepen the kiss, Leng Qingzhu had already left his embrace and stretched out his finger to the door.

Across the door, they could hear the voices in the living room clearly.

Those people will come in at any time.

Fu Yingshao couldn't help but roll his eyes: "I regret putting the day of the warm house today." ”

"We call it the bottom of the pot there." The first day of moving to a new house requires a sense of ceremony.

Leng Qingzhu is still in the mood to study the customs.

Fu Yingshao immediately slapped his forehead when he heard this ritual of burning the bottom of the pot.

Early in the morning, Mrs. Leng and Mrs. Chen urged Fu Yingshao to hurry up and bring them over.

When I entered the door, I first opened all the windows and let go of the water source, which means that the wind and water rise.

asked Yuan Yashi to boil the water, and they helped evaporate the cake.

When the cake is evaporated, nine coins are placed at the bottom of the pot, which is said to imply that the generations will be rich and the generations will be promoted.

The rice jar was filled with rice, and the ground was swept upside down.

Water is put in the basin, green onions are placed, and then it is said that the higher the water is splashed, the better the life in the future.

I don't know which dynasty has passed down the customs and customs, but these old ladies can still remember them clearly.

What made Fu Yingshao even more uncomfortable was that it was clear that Mrs. Fu was not such a feudal and superstitious person, and after listening to what the two old ladies said, she really believed it and coaxed her.

But he couldn't refute it yet.

Leng Qingzhu looked at his distressed appearance and smiled dumbly: "When you get married, you pay more attention, what should I do, or I won't get married in the future?" ”

"Don't, don't even think about it!" Fu Yingshao gave a serious warning, looked at the girl's smiling face, knew that he had been fooled, and immediately reached out to catch someone, no matter who he was outside, kiss him first.