Outside the room.

An Qing looked at An Xin and lowered her eyelids slightly.

"Auntie, I'm measured."

An Xin glared at her with hatred, and walked away to wash her face.

When An Qing came back from finding her clothes, she saw someone coming out of the bathroom with a big grin.

Up and down, there are no bath towels on the side.

Her face instantly turned red, she didn't expect him to be so shameless.

That's right, he has always been shameless, but she doesn't know enough.

"You...... Put it on. ”

She blushed and handed over the men's pajamas in her hand, not knowing where to look.

At the touch of her fingertips, the clothes in her hands were picked up, and a hoarse voice floated over: "Whose clothes are they?" ”

"My cousin's." An Qing glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and seeing that he hadn't moved yet, he couldn't help but be annoyed: "Don't hurry up and put it on!" ”

Fu Mochuan stared at her flushed face, her thin lips hooked slightly, and she instantly felt that she was in an indescribably good mood.

There was a movement behind him, An Qing turned his back to him, and suddenly felt a warm back of his neck.

The man leaned over and blew on the back of her neck, a warm breath dyed with a thin smile, low.

"I'm shy, it's not that I haven't seen it."

An Qing's face was completely red, and she heard him hint in her ear: "Come over at night?" ”

"No, my aunt will find out."

"You're telling me to come to you?" The man bit her earlobe recklessly, and a tingle made her tremble: "I can't guarantee what will happen then." ”

An Qing pushed him in disgust.

"Get out of the way, who asked you to come with you, stay in the country, there are more women waiting in line for Fu Sanye to be pampered."

The man pulled over her, raised his eyebrows, and his thin lips seemed to be hooked.

"Still not deflated?"

"Whoever has time to be angry with you."

That being said, how to listen to how to make a sour.

Fu Mochuan smiled and opened his arms, hugged her into his arms, his hard chin gently rubbed against her delicate cheeks, his voice was hoarse, lightly doting, and it warmed people's hearts to hear.

"It's my fault, it doesn't matter how long you're angry, but I'll feel distressed if you're angry."

I have to say that he is really a master of flirting, and An Qing's heart is messed up again.

After a long time, she raised her face from his arms, and under the light, the bottom of her watery eyes was misty, making him unable to see it really.

"Fu Mochuan, I believe in you this time, can you also promise me, in case something happens in the future, you can also believe me once?"

She rarely calls him by name like this, so it shows the seriousness of this sentence.

Fu Mochuan strengthened his arm and brought her in front of him, and at a close distance, he stared at her and promised in a low voice.

One word.

"Good!"

Fu Mochuan is from the bottom of his heart, and he also believes that mutual trust is the most basic in a love.

It was only later that he understood the weight behind the word.

Such as heavy.

An Qing stayed in country A for two more days, and during these two days, An Xin seemed to be very busy, and she was not at home most of the time, but just threw Wan'er to them.

Fu Mochuan also likes this little thing, the problem is that with a small light bulb, many things are not so enjoyable.

Just like now, he took advantage of the gap between Wan'er's play, and quickly pressed An Qing down, and just after two slanders, Wan'er ran back with bright eyes.

"Uncle, what are you playing with Mommy?"

An Qing's face was red, and the knife in her eyes was eager to poke him out of a few holes.

Fu Mochuan said nonsense without changing his face.

"Your mommy is dizzy, uncle will take a look at it for her."

"Mommy, what's wrong with you."

Seeing Wan Er's troubled approach, An Qing was a little embarrassed.

"Thank you, Mommy, she's fine."

Wan'er stared at her uneasily.

"Mommy, don't get sick like Brother William."

When Fu Mochuan heard this, the corners of his narrow eyes twitched slightly.

"Who's Brother William?"

An Qing glanced at him.

"Wan'er's playmate, Fu Shao, do you also eat children's vinegar?"

A certain man was speechless.

Looking at Wan'er, Fu Mochuan suddenly asked, "An An, where is our child?" ”

He had been 8 months old when he had a miscarriage, and Fu Mochuan felt that An Qing would not just abandon him.

An Qing was silent for a long time before she said in a low voice: "I don't know, my aunt was afraid that I would be upset, so she didn't tell me." ”

Fu Mochuan clenched her hand and didn't mention the topic again.

Originally, he wanted to go to Bye Anjie, but time was in a hurry, so he had to wait for the next time.

Before returning to China, there was a small episode, when An Qing took Fu Mochuan on a tour of country A, Guan Er suddenly disappeared.

"Wan'er?" An Qing panicked, quickly jumped up from the bench, called her name, and anxiously looked around.

Fu Mochuan also followed.

The two of them questioned the nearby tourists, but in the blink of an eye, Wan'er disappeared under their noses.

"Wan'er, where did Guan'er go!"

An Qing's face turned pale, and even her voice flicked.

Fu Mochuan was quite calm, and hugged her into his arms hard, feeling that her whole person was scattered, like a domino that would fall down with a push, crumbling.

Unlike the last time Guan Er disappeared, that time she vaguely guessed that it was Fu Mochuan who did it, but this time she had no clue.

She was so scared to death.

Wan'er disappeared for more than half an hour, Fu Mochuan called the police, and then continued to look for the scenic spot without giving up.

An Qing stayed in the monitoring room to wait for news, holding a cup of hot coffee in her hand, regret and worry, which made her feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Until a tall man with a strong physique came over with Wan'er in his arms.

Wan'er sobbed, crying so badly that his little face was gloomy.

"Wan'er."

She rushed over, snatched Wan'er into her arms, and hugged her small body again, only to feel that her empty heart was back to reality.

"Mommy!" Wan Er's little hands tightly wrapped around her neck, and he couldn't stop crying in shock.

The man who sent Wan'er back raised his eyebrows like that, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with an arc of unknown meaning, looking at this scene of mother-daughter affection.

It took a long time for An Qing's attention to be on him.

"Enough crying?" The man hugged his chest and smiled at her.

The smile is cold and hard, obscure, and the smile does not reach the bottom of the eyes.

He is wearing a dark jacket, the collar is slightly erected, the line is resolute and the chin is slightly stubble, but it does not show the vicissitudes of life, and the facial features are clear as if carved by a knife, giving people a very masculine first impression.

Facing his slightly constricted eagle eyes, An Qing subconsciously breathed a screen.

Fu Mochuan is also a man with a strong hormonal atmosphere, tough but exudes the elegance of high society, if you compare him to a leopard, this man is like a wolf, and his body is full of a primitive sense of danger.

"Thank you for finding my daughter for me." An Qing gathered her mind and thanked him sincerely.

"You're welcome." The man's sharp eyes looked at her, and his tone was indifferent: "Don't let her get lost next time." ”

"I'll take a fancy to her."

An Qing thanked him a thousand times, and the man didn't say anything more, and turned around and left neatly.

After this incident, An Qing was simply a cup bow and snake shadow, and Fu Mochuan took a lot of effort to convince her that it was just an accident.

At this time, Christmas has long passed, and New Year's Day is not a few days away.

An Qing must return.

The night before leaving, An Qing's cousin returned.

It was a young man in his early 20s, thin but not weak, with a fair face and a pair of rimless glasses, handsome.

"You're the legendary cousin-in-law?"

Just a salutation, Fu Mochuan was instantly full of affection for him, and stretched out his hand to him in a friendly manner.

"Fu Mochuan."

Jason reached out and shook his hand, glanced at him, and turned his gaze to An Qing: "Brother-in-law is more handsome than I imagined." ”

Fu Mochuan's good impression of him has risen a few notches.

"My cousin is a doctor and spends most of his time in the hospital." An Qing introduced.

"Anatomy." Jason adds: "It's not official. ”

The first meeting was pleasant, and after the meal, Jason warmly invited Fu Mochuan to his bedroom.

Fu Mochuan readily agreed.

Jason's room was simply furnished, and Fu Mochuan was immediately attracted by the computer screen on the wall.

There is more than one computer, which is lined up on the wall, densely packed, like city surveillance.

Jason pressed it out of nowhere, and the screen lit up at the same time, and multiple computers were spliced together into a whole game interface.

It's impactful.

Jason threw him a remote control board and raised an eyebrow to propose, "Play two?" ”

Of course, Fu Mochuan accepted the challenge.

Men can be said to be born game freaks, Fu Mochuan lost not skillfully enough, and he was defeated by a slight disadvantage in a few handfuls.

"Again." He was in high spirits.

Jason skillfully manipulated the joystick, and suddenly asked, "Brother-in-law, how did you and my sister meet?" ”

The two were so familiar that they even omitted the word "table".

Fu Mochuan raised his lips, remembering the first time he saw An Qing.

Their meeting was actually lackluster, and they met by chance at the banquet and fell in love at first sight, but the process was very tortuous.

Jason listened to him and smiled, "My sister is beautiful, isn't she?" ”

"yes, she's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

is not only superficial and beautiful, but also very charming, which belongs to her unique charm, which is out of control.

Fu Mochuan couldn't say what he liked about her, but he couldn't forget her.

After this distraction, the movements of his subordinates slowed down, and Jason, who was in a good situation, asked again: "Brother-in-law, will you be good to my sister?" ”

"Of course."

He lost again.

Jason pinched the remote control board and turned his head to look at him.

"There is no basis for words, I want to see your sincerity."

"What do you want to think?"

Fu Mochuan's tone also became serious, and Jason looked at him, word by word.

"What I said to you next, my cousin doesn't know, it's all my personal meaning."

"Don't worry, I won't tell her."

Jason smiled with satisfaction.

"Make a note, if you leave her one day, she has the right to take half of all the property in your name."

"A note is enough?" Fu Mochuan raised his eyebrows: "Do you want me to do a notarization?" ”

"So be it, I believe you."

Jason said he believed it, but his hands honestly brought him pen and paper.

Fu Mochuan didn't have any ink, so he brushed a few strokes, then signed and stamped his handprint.

Jason watched his movements with his hands, his eyes sparkling behind the lenses.

The display screen on the wall also flickered, and in a place that Fu Mochuan didn't know, there was a person who was also looking at him, taking in everything about him.