After Christmas Eve, many celebrities will sprinkle dog food in various ways, but this year's traffic has almost been divided by Van Lowe.

Early in the morning, a photo of her and Fu Mochuan spending Christmas Eve together was secretly taken by a reporter on the Internet, the two first had a sweet dinner with a romantic atmosphere, and then snuggled up to each other and went to the hotel.

In the photo, the two hugged each other tightly, and most of Fan Luowei's face was buried in Fu Mochuan's arms, a reverie scene that simply earned enough eyeballs.

Fu Mochuan announced in public that he would never forget his old love for An Qing, but in just half a month, he and Fan Luowei revived.

This news spread and fermented on the Internet, and this bloody love affair became more confusing.

Immediately afterwards, someone with good deeds posted a short clip of An Qing on the show, and when the host asked her who she wanted to spend Christmas Eve with, she didn't answer positively, but said euphemistically You guess.

As a result, more and more people think that even if she shamelessly robbed other people's husbands, in the end, Fu Mochuan still chose Fan Luowei with a conscience.

An Qing instantly became the target of public criticism again, and everyone scolded her for deserving while sending blessings to Fan Luowei.

In the eyes of the masses, it was she who snatched love and destroyed people's feelings, but fortunately, justice finally defeated evil, and the male and female protagonists still lived happily together.

She, a vicious female partner, doesn't deserve any sympathy.

In the face of the overwhelming sarcasm, An Qing did not respond, as if she had acquiesced to everything, and she was ashamed to hide and see people.

Country A.

An Xin's home looks warm and elegant, behind a low fence, a patchwork of white buildings, the lawn is slightly yellowed, but it is neatly manicured.

The setting sun casts a faint light and shadow, and everything is beautiful and quiet.

When An Qing drove back, she saw the long figure leaning in front of the fence gate from a distance, and she slowed down.

The car stopped beside the figure, she rolled down the window, looked at the figure not far away, and smiled faintly.

"Why are you here?"

Fu Mochuan left the fence on his back, clasped his hands on his chest, and looked down at her, her beautiful face was smiling, but he really didn't see much joy.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" He raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "I've been waiting for you for almost three hours." ”

An Qing blinked, parked the car, and led him into the house.

Because of the unexpected situation, she did not return to China after staying for one day as originally planned, and had already stayed here for two more days.

"Where's Wan'er?"

The room was empty, Fu Mochuan stood in the living room, looked around a few times, and raised his eyebrows and asked.

"My aunt took her to meet a friend, and she might stay for a few days." An Qing turned her head to look at him and asked again, "Why did you come here?" ”

Fu Mochuan didn't answer, raised his hand, grabbed her wrist vigorously, and when she just wanted to struggle, he forcefully hugged her into his arms.

An Qing symbolically resisted a few times, and then didn't move again, he lifted her pointed chin, looked deeply into her eyes, and opened his thin lips lightly: "I miss you." ”

The magnetic voice seemed to carry electricity, An Qing's heart trembled, and the next second, he raised her jaw and lowered her head.

Without any words, he was menacing, expressing his thoughts about her with the most primitive actions.

The two fell onto the couch, and he kissed her frantically, his hands eagerly ripping off her coat.

An Qing instantly sank into his enthusiasm, completely powerless to think.

In the middle of the day, there was a sound of unlocking outside the closed door.

With a few ticks, the lock spring popped open.

The two were stunned at the same time, and An Qing kicked out without thinking about it, pushing the man away from him.

There seemed to be a muffled grunt in my ears, and almost at the same time, the door was opened.

An Xin appeared on the side of the door with Wan'er, and Wan'er's tender voice sounded.

"Mommy!"

An Qing hurriedly sat down on the sofa, glanced at a certain man out of the corner of her eye, and saw him leaning over slightly, unnaturally folding his long legs, and his handsome face was tinged with pain.

"Uncle."

Wan'er seemed very happy to see him, and ran towards him with a cry of joy.

Fu Mochuan's expression was embarrassed.

An Qing quickly got up from the sofa and took the first step to hug Guan Er into her arms, while picking up the coat she threw on the sofa and putting it on his lap quietly.

"Why is Uncle at my house?" Wan Er hugged An Qing's neck, and his eyes did not forget to stare at Fu Mochuan.

An Qing took half a step back, skillfully blocked in front of Fu Mochuan, and looked at An Xin who was walking towards her.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you, didn't you say you were going to stay for a few days?"

An Xin's gaze swept over her, not letting go of her disheveled appearance, her face was not very good-looking.

"There are guests at home, how can I, as the host, go out with confidence?"

Her tone was also very bad, Fu Mochuan could hear it.

He took a deep breath, another deep breath, and then got up from the couch: "Auntie." ”

An Xin's gaze turned slightly.

"Why is Fu Shao here, is it a business trip or a trip, are you going to stay for a few days?"

Fu Mochuan stretched out his hand and hooked An Qing's waist: "I'm here to take An Qing back." ”

"Where are you going? This is An Qing's home. ”

An Xin seemed to be in a particularly bad mood today, showing no mercy to Fu Mochuan, coldly scolding, and looking at his hand on An Qing's waist expressionlessly: "Also, in what capacity did Fu Shao pick her up?" ”

Although An Xin has always been lukewarm to Fu Mochuan, her attitude was quite tolerant a few times before, and Fu Mochuan didn't understand why she was playing everywhere today.

He raised his eyebrows, glanced at An Qing, and replied without being arrogant or humble.

"Auntie, just call me by my name, I said that I was serious about An Qing, and one day, she will be my wife."

"Then let's wait until that day." An Xin smiled coldly.

An Qing saw that it was wrong, and quickly interjected: "Mo Chuan, you haven't eaten dinner yet, I'll go to the kitchen to see what's there." ”

An Xin glanced at them coldly a few times, and stepped forward to take Wan'er.

We went to the kitchen together, An Qing opened the refrigerator door, and unfortunately, only found some ham and eggs.

"There are no extra meals at home." She turned her face apologetically, "Why don't I make you a bowl of noodles?" ”

Fu Mochuan clasped her waist from behind, buried his face in her long hair, and his voice was annoyed.

"Why did they come back suddenly, the only thing I want to eat is you."

An Qing's gaze couldn't help but float under him, and turned around, her red lips hooked up a mischievous smile.

Like teasing, it is even more provocative. Amuse.

Fu Mochuan's eyes were even darker, and he suddenly raised her chin, the tip of her tongue hooked, and she lingered.

An Qing pushed him weakly, her eyes looking at the kitchen door nervously, "Don't, my aunt is still outside." ”

Fu Mochuan let go of her lips stupidly, his hand was still tightly clasped around her waist, and the breath he spit out was scorching.

"Little goblin, I'll die at your hands one day."

An Qing pursed her lips, pushed away the palm on her waist, and began to cook noodles with her hands.

Waiting for the water to boil, Fu Mochuan clumsily cut the ham next to him, An Qing beat the eggs, turned his head and saw his clumsy appearance, and couldn't help but laugh.

She didn't step forward to help, leaning against the table, with her hands around her chest, as if admiring his embarrassment.

Fu Mochuan glanced at her, lowered his head and said, "An An, have you paid attention to domestic news in the past few days?" ”

"No, did something happen?" An Qing raised her eyebrows.

Fu Mochuan finally cut the ham, put down the knife, and turned his head to look at her, looking quite serious.

"Did Van Lowe tell you anything before coming to Country A?"

An Qing blinked, staring at his face, as if considering how to answer.

"Actually, when you called me, I was with Van Lowe." Fu Mochuan looked into her eyes and said word by word: "She said that she had something to return to me, but then she drank too much and threw up me, I sent her into the hotel, and went to the bathroom to wash it by the way, that's all, nothing else happened." ”

An Qing blinked her glass-like eyes, looking at him noncommittally, and she didn't know if she believed his words.

"The next day, she asked me to meet in a similar way, in fact, she found the media in advance to expose photos of her and me together." A layer of coldness was quenched in Fu Mochuan's deep eyes: "I have already asked people to retract all reports, but I think I should explain it to you in person." ”

I see.

An Qing nodded, her beautiful face couldn't see any expression, and at this time the water was boiling, she walked over and poured the noodles into it.

Fu Mochuan looked at her indifferent appearance, but he was a little unsure of her attitude.

It's quite embarrassing to say, he has never tried to explain anything to a woman, but this time he chased after country A with a roar, anxious to clarify to her.

Even he couldn't say why.

A large bowl of noodles, covered with ham and eggs, looks very good.

Fu Mochuan remembered that three years ago, An Qing didn't touch the spring water with her fingers, but now, she is very skillful in cooking.

While eating the noodles, An Xin came over to inform him with a cold face that the guest room had been cleaned up for him.

Sleeping in a room?

Fu Mochuan turned his face with great resentment, and An Qing pretended to raise his head not to look at his resentful eyes.

When An Qing cleaned up the table, Fu Mochuan and Guan Er played together, one big and one small were very interested, and when An Xin let Wan Er rest, she was still unsatisfied.

"Grandma, I'm going to sleep with my uncle." Shouting.

"No, girls can't sleep with boys." An Xin seemed to mean something.

Fu Mochuan heard it, and cooperated to reassure: "Wan'er, listen to your grandmother, she is right." ”

Wan Er blinked his eyes as if he didn't understand, and reluctantly followed An Xin.

The guest room was on the first floor, An Qing led Fu Mochuan over, and looked at him with a glint in her eyes: "That's how you came?" Don't have any luggage? ”

"Nope." Fu Mochuan whispered: "My mind is full of you, and I forget everything else." ”

An Qing's heart jumped slightly, turned her face and said, "You rest first, I'll find a few changes of clothes for you." ”

An Qing's room was on the second floor, and she went upstairs and saw An Xin waiting there.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you today?" She asked, "Why did this to him?" ”

An Xin's face was expressionless.

"I want to ask you what you want? Either one heart is with him, or the more you drag, the more uncomfortable you will be in the future. ”

An Qing bit her lip and was silent, she didn't understand the reason, but she was hiding thousands of miles away, and he had to rush over to disturb her heart......