An Qing's complaint was transmitted word by word to the opposite side of the phone through the current.

"How so?" Fu Mochuan smiled in her ear, as if he was close at hand: "I'm more afraid that you will remarry with your daughters." ”

"I don't care, I want to see you," she said, clutching her phone and getting up from the bedside, "where are you?" I'll come to you now. ”

"No need, I'll come to you," Fu Mochuan said on the other side: "You have two chips in your stomach now, such a heavy weight, even if you climb, I have to climb over myself." ”

Since hearing his voice, An Qing's heart has settled down a lot, and he is still in the mood to joke, it shouldn't be a big problem, but if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he was unsteady, pinching her mobile phone and asking, "How are you?" Why don't you let me see you, you're not afraid of my worries? ”

Fu Mochuan chuckled again, and then changed the topic and said, "Let me guess, you must be lying on the bed now, wearing a black sweater, a disheveled hair, and our blue quilt on your stomach." ”

An Qing looked down at her image, pouted and said, "What's so strange, I wore this on the photo I sent you yesterday." ”

Stunned, she came back to her senses, pouted and said, "Why didn't you reply when you saw my message?" ”

Fu Mochuan was still playing Tai Chi, and asked instead: "Look at the sky outside, isn't it beautiful?" ”

An Qing couldn't help but turn her face, frankly saying that the weather today is not good, but the winter afternoon is gloomy, which makes people's mood fall for no reason.

"I don't think so," she said matter-of-factly, raising her eyebrows, "Fu Mochuan, you don't play with me, where are you!" ”

She thought Fu Mochuan was going around in circles with her, but she heard him say, "Can you come and open the door?" ”

Open the door?

She was stunned for a moment, walked to the door in astonishment, her phone was still pinched, and she said into it in confusion: "What the hell are you doing......

The last word "ghost" choked in her throat, and she opened her mouth slightly, staring at the door with a surprised expression.

That's right, the man who was talking to her on the phone on the other side of the radio wave suddenly appeared in front of her.

His dark eyes were still so deep, the smile on the corner of his mouth was like nothing, and he held a tray in his hand, and the food in it exuded a curling heat.

She was stunned for a few seconds, until Fu Mochuan raised her eyebrows with a smile, "Have you seen enough?" "I finally came to my senses.

"You, why did you come all of a sudden."

"You're ready to cuckold me, I won't come back, I'm not afraid that you will change my daughter's surname?"

Listening to the man's relaxed words, An Qing couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"I knew that you couldn't bear your two daughters."

The man raised his eyebrows, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly spread.

"daughter, can you let me in? Your husband's hands are so sore. ”

An Qing reacted at this time, and flashed open by the door, all of them were killed by this guy, her IQ was completely off the line, Fu Mochuan walked in with a smile, and the door was closed by him.

He put the tray on the table and lowered his head to take out the food inside, although An Qing complained a little, he still couldn't bear to walk over, turned his body, and peeled his coat very unattractively.

"Wife, what do you want to do?"

Fu Mochuan smiled faintly, An Qing ignored his ridicule, quickly ripped off his coat, threw it to the side, lowered his head and unbuttoned his cufflinks.

"Do you want my help?" Fu Mochuan raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"I heard that you were ...... by Fan Luowei" An Qing below didn't continue, and asked instead: "Did you hurt anything?" ”

As she spoke, she pushed his sleeve up, looked at both arms, and found no wounds such as the eye of a needle, so she was not at ease, so she went to unbutton him instead.

As soon as his hand was put up, Fu Mochuan reached out and pressed her hand, and said with a smile: "I'll come by myself, if you want to take off my clothes, just say it, how can you let your wife suffer." ”

"Don't make trouble," An Qing looked at him worriedly: "Are you okay?" ”

Fu Mochuan didn't answer, and in the next second, his lips leaned over, hooking her jaw, tossing and turning.

As if many days of thoughts and worries were poured into this kiss, the two grinded for a while before parting, Fu Mochuan's fingertips rubbed on her kissed moist lips, and his dark eyes were deep: "What do you think?" ”

Isn't his actions direct enough?

"If it's okay, why don't you go home, don't let me see you, and don't even answer my phone." An Qing was still relieved: "Mo Chuan, we are husband and wife, not only sharing happiness but also weal and wor, no matter what happens, I hope you can tell me frankly." ”

Fu Mochuan smiled and held her waist, "Okay, I admit that I did it on purpose, I just want to make you feel distressed." ”

“……”

"Look, I think you're especially enthusiastic about me today."

A certain man's next sentence finally made An Qing angry.

"Fu Mochuan!" She slapped him on the hand angrily: "You lie to me again." ”

In the end, she was still dragged to the table, Fu Mochuan stuffed a small bowl into her hand, which was the food he had served, An Qing didn't move, he asked lightly: "Do you want me to feed you?" ”

"Are you really okay?" She stared at his face.

"I've got something." Fu Mochuan raised his eyebrows lightly, and his gaze wandered in front of her: "My wife is in front of me, but I can only see but can't eat, do you think I'm okay?" ”

An Qing looked at his smiling eyes, deliberately put down the bowl, winked at him and said, "That's it, what's so difficult about this." ”

Although she was a little blessed with a child, fortunately, her figure was not out of shape, An Qing still wanted to discharge the power, Fu Mochuan held her hand across the table, and her voice was slightly dark: "Eat first, eat enough and then clean you up." ”

Seeing him sitting safely in front of her, An Qing's mood was much better, and after a few bites, she asked, "What happened that day?" ”

On the day of the incident, she stayed at home, and received a call from the bodyguard halfway saying that there was some accident, she rushed to the hospital only to see Langcheng, the bodyguard was at a loss for Fu Mochuan's whereabouts, and she didn't know a lot of things, so she went to find Fan Luowei in person.

Fu Mochuan stuffed a piece of steamed pork into her bowl: "Eat without saying a word, sleep without speaking, wife, pay attention to prenatal education." ”

Looking at her dissatisfied expression, Fu Mochuan said again: "It is my negligence that gives people a chance, wife, I may be away from home a lot these days, I promise you that I will let the person who hurt our son get the punishment he deserves." ”

"Leaving again?" An Qing hesitated: "Are you going to play with me again?" ”

"Not anymore." Fu Mochuan smiled, his gaze swept over her abdomen, although he was blocked by the table and couldn't be seen, his meaning was obvious: "How dare you be a husband." ”

He seemed to be very busy, after dinner and the two children stayed for a while before leaving, An Qing sent him out of the door, the sky was still gloomy, although it was winter, the garden was still prosperous, Fu Mochuan clasped her little hand, glanced at the sky casually, and suddenly said: "Wife, you think today's sky is not good-looking, but I think it's good, because there is you under the sky, and everything with you is so beautiful." ”

Who said that this man is wooden and cold, he is obviously a master of flirting.

An Qing pursed her lips and smiled at him, her heart was so soft that she was a mess.

"Can you lower your face?" She stopped and looked at him, her starry eyes rolling: "Go lower, I don't want the children to see it." ”

Next to a camphor tree in the courtyard, she lowered his face, and took the initiative to send her lips in a purple and red color......

Fu Mochuan got into the carriage, the smile on the corner of his lips disappeared, his back sank deep into the seat, and his handsome face showed a little tiredness.

"Mr. Fu, how are you?" Fu Yi turned his head to look at him, looking extremely worried.

"I'm fine," he said, closing his eyelids, "driving." ”

An Qing's feeling was right, the dose that Fan Luowei injected into him that day was enough to kill him, although it was only half in, the situation was also very bad, the recuperation in the past few days only made him temporarily relieved, and it would take a while to completely clear the sequelae, he really didn't want An Qing to worry.

On the other side, An Qing didn't turn back to the room until Fu Mochuan's car completely disappeared, and after thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a number to go out, "M, I'm sorry for you, I have something to ask you to help ......"

After this day, Fu Mochuan's time at home is indeed getting shorter and shorter, and he only saw him come back once for many days, but the good thing is that he didn't disappear anymore, although sometimes he can't find his people, but he will call back soon after, of course, the most common way for the two to communicate is WeChat.

Inside the drug rehabilitation center.

Fan Luowei was haggard again, even her lips turned a terrifying gray-white, with tears and snot, gauze tied on her head, curled up on the chair and shivering, if she was thrown out now, it is estimated that no one would recognize her as the actress who was infinitely beautiful in the past.

"I'm so uncomfortable," she tried to hold herself tightly, her limbs still oozing cold, as if there were countless small insects biting her body, and the huge pain made her voice deformed: "Please, give me medicine, just one mouthful, let me suck it." ”

No one paid attention to her, and the prison guard's eyes were faint, which was commonplace.

Fan Luowei trembled more and more, almost unable to sit firmly in the chair, and then the door was suddenly opened, and several figures walked in, she raised her weak eyes and looked at it a few times, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

"Brother Mochuan!" As if she had been beaten with chicken blood, she suddenly jumped up from the chair, desperately trying to pounce forward, and the next second she was pulled back by the prison guards, she pleaded hoarsely on the tabletop: "Brother Mochuan, you save me, I work so hard." ”

Fu Mochuan sat down in front of her coldly, looked up at the prison guard, who didn't say a word, let go of Fan Luowei and retreated to the side of the door.

The man's cold eyes made Fan Luowei winkle for a moment, and finally remembered what she had done to him, but drug addiction made her lose all her mind, so after a while, she begged desperately: "Brother Mochuan, I was wrong, I beg you, let me take a sip." ”

She was transferred to a detention center after a few days in a drug rehabilitation center, without any auxiliary treatment, the pain of drug addiction was terrible, she tried self-harm, and also hit her head against the wall, and now her body is full of pain, but this torture is endless, and it seems that she will never be relieved.