An Qing was stunned, through the darkness, Fu Mochuan's breath was close at hand.

It's been days, and they've never been so close again.

It's so strange that I almost miss it.

An Qing's eyes widened, even if she couldn't see anything, the familiar smell of men swept over, her back was slightly tight, and she was pressed onto the dresser.

She glared, unavoidable, feeling the heat on her lips getting hotter and hotter.

It turned out that he couldn't see it, but his senses really became so sensitive, and the smell of tobacco on his body had never been so strong.

Soon, An Qing felt that her lips and tongue were full of his taste.

Overbearing.

Deep.

Unforgettable.

She gave up after a little struggle, her eyes were so good that she couldn't escape this man, not to mention that she couldn't see anything now, and most importantly, they were husband and wife.

Isn't it ridiculous, Fu Mochuan must not have imagined this situation before deciding to marry her.

He married a wife desperately, and in the end, he became the most familiar stranger.

An Qing was slightly stunned, the tip of her nose was gently bitten, and the man's voice was deep: "Close your eyes." ”

Even if they can't see, these eyes are still so exciting.

An Qing didn't react, a short kiss had already made her pale lips red, and she smiled at the corner of her lips: "Why, I can't see it, you don't want to face me?" ”

So, why did he touch her again, didn't he blame her for hurting his mother?

Fu Mochuan's big palm clasped around her waist tightened slightly, An Qing's smile did not change, and she looked at him quietly through the darkness.

Anyway, she couldn't see anything.

One second.

Two seconds.

In fact, it didn't take long, An Qing felt the man's breath spraying hot on her face, the gauze on her head had been removed, her hair was slightly scattered, Fu Mochuan stared at a dark red scar on her forehead, hidden in the hairline is not very obvious, but it seems to be a clear reminder of what has happened to him.

He let go of her suddenly, An Qing's body loosened, and instinctively held on to the dresser behind him.

The pressure on her side eased, and she listened intently as the man's footsteps slowly walked away, as if entering the bathroom.

So, he was just confused.

An Qing sighed, her breath was still disordered, and she didn't know whether it was easy or bitter from the bottom of her heart.

She returned to the bedside, put the earplugs back into her ears, closed them, and tried to ignore the other movements around her.

As soon as her side sank, someone sat up, and she smelled the aroma of shower gel, the smell of lavender that she liked.

Fu Mochuan also leaned on the bed, looking at the woman's quiet and indifferent face, without any flat voice, as if asking casually.

"What are you listening to?"

"Mary Sue Divine Text, do you want to listen to it?" Worried that he didn't understand, An Qing kindly explained: "A modern woman travels through thousands of years and returns to another century, and finds that she has her own divine power, and then goes up to the gods, down to ordinary people, and runs on the ground in the sky, including alien creatures, as long as it is a male, they all fall in love with her at first sight. ”

“……”

Fu Mochuan didn't pick up the earplugs she enthusiastically handed over, the light was vaguely embedded in his eyes, and he looked at her deeply: "An Qing, if you can also have countless husbands, how many will I rank?" ”

An Qing was slightly stunned, this question shouldn't come from the mouth of the wise and powerful Fu Sanye.

Fortunately, Fu Mochuan didn't wait for her to answer, and continued to ask: "Or, do you have a place for me in your heart?" ”

He gave up his principles again and again for her, and the bottom line was low and low, if she really had him in her heart, would she not hesitate to put Xie Mingzhu to death?

An Qing pursed her lips, in the final analysis, he was still accusing her of hurting Xie Mingzhu.

"If I say yes, do you believe it?"

If it weren't for his soft-hearted scruples, she would have taken revenge after getting Xie Mingzhu's black account last time, why was she finally discovered by him, misunderstood by him, and ended up in this situation.

But can he believe it?

After she disappointed him again and again, and was deceived again and again, is her sincerity still credible?

An Qing twisted her face, even if she couldn't see it, she didn't want to face the man's lost and dark gaze.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, even if I have your place in my heart, I will definitely not be in the first place."

He understands too.

Fu Mochuan smiled coldly, his cold face was a little tired.

An Qing couldn't see it, only heard his indifferent voice.

"I'm not going to divorce you."

Well?

She was stunned, her eyes turned away, it was naturally dark, and after a while, she remembered to nod, her expression was still calm: "I know." ”

And then what?

Fu Mochuan looked at her little face that had been hanging down again, and the breath that had been blocked in his heart was not relieved, but accumulated higher and higher.

He pulled her little face up and forced her to face him.

"Your husband who hasn't seen you for many days promised you that he wouldn't divorce, and you have this attitude?"

His tone was very light, there was no yin and yang weirdness, just cold as frost.

An Qing's long eyelashes fanned slightly, "Then what attitude does Fu Shao want?" You know we haven't seen each other for days, have we? May I ask my dear husband, where and what have you been doing during this absence? I heard that you have other women outside, I will give you freedom, you are willing to come back, and I will welcome you too, so you are not satisfied? If you think I'm still doing something bad, please tell me, I'll change everything. ”

This woman is still so sharp and sharp-toothed, and she never wants to admit defeat in front of him.

Fu Mochuan's dark eyes were slightly raised, his index finger and thumb clasped her chin, and his middle finger stretched out, brushing her full and beautiful lips.

"How to please my husband, do you still need me to teach?"

It turned out that this was what he wanted.

An Qing suddenly remembered that he had made him angry because of his intercession for Bi Dong before, and he also said to her in a deep voice: "Your way is useless."

The corners of her lips twitched, and she knelt on the pillow, reaching over and groping for his face.

Fu Mochuan's dark eyes glowed with a cold luster, and when her face tentatively leaned over, he took the initiative to meet her.

It was a punitive kiss, and with confusion, An Qing snorted a few times, obediently closed her eyes, and endured his anger.

Finally, before she lost consciousness, she vaguely thought that perhaps, he was more accustomed to her than other women. Body.

When she woke up the next day, it was already empty, An Qing moved, feeling that every bone seemed to have been dismantled, and then it was reassembled that discomfort, she lay on the bed for a whole day before recovering.

Since this day, Fu Mochuan seems to have tasted new pleasures, and comes back to toss her almost every day, but the time is uncertain, sometimes An Qing sleeps in a daze at night, he appears on his side, the smell of wine mixed with the smell of unfamiliar perfume, which disgusts her, but she is helpless.

But he never tired of it.

I don't know how long such days have passed, maybe not many days, anyway, time is meaningless to An Qing, she doesn't know day and night, if it weren't for someone regularly reminding her to eat and sleep, she had no concept at all.

When she was in a mess, everyone lived their own lives.

Xie Mingzhu was still in a coma, Fan Luowei was still raising a baby, and the old man Fu, who had already flown away, flew back to Longcheng again after hearing about Xie Mingzhu.

Dragon City Airport.

In the morning, when a passenger finally came out, a man dressed casually and with a pair of big sunglasses stuck in his nose hurriedly greeted him.

Pushing his sunglasses to his forehead, he opened his eyes wide and stared intently at every passenger who exited the gate.

Seeing that the passengers were getting fewer and fewer, he didn't seem to have waited for the person to wait, and his expression couldn't help but show a little anxiety.

Fortunately, the phone rang at the right time, and he answered the phone, his eyes still staring at the exit gate.

"Hey, where are you? Arrived? Why didn't I look at ......"

Before the words fell, a small hand tugged at his trouser leg, and looked down in confusion, he saw a small cute bag standing next to his leg.

It's really the side of the leg, he's actually not tall, 1.77 meters tall, this little point just reached his thigh.

He estimated that this guy would be two or three years old.

"What's the matter, I'm not a little bit, I can't find my mother?" The flowers of the future are more important, he didn't hang up the phone, and bowed down to the little bun cordially.

"M, I'm W."

Xiao Baozi Bai Shengsheng was also holding a mobile phone in his little hand, and the same words appeared at the same time in the radio waves and in the shape of his mouth.

The difference is that his tender voice magically turns into a hoarse male voice through the radio waves.

M's eyes almost popped out.

"You're W?"

Xiao Baozi nodded solemnly.

M is still confused.

"Jason's junior, W from country A?"

"Have you asked enough, and when you're done, you'll pick up my luggage for me."

The little cute bag man commanded the little ghost, and M's whole person was not good.

He and W have not known each other for a long time, but they regard him as a good friend, this kid's talent in the computer makes him breathtaking, this time W said that he was going to come to Dragon City to meet him, and he came to pick up the plane in a hurry, although he knew in advance that he was not very old, but Xiao Cheng was like this, and he really ruined his three views.

At this age, he should still be breastfeeding, Xiao Budian is really not teasing him?

"Jason is relieved to let you travel a long way to Dragon City alone?"

"You're so small, can you really get on a plane alone?"

"No, I'll make a call to confirm first."

"Still can't do it, I'll book you a return ticket right away."

The little bun has already moved his little short legs.

"Catch up, I'm in a hurry."

“……”

One big and one small got into M's car parked outside the airport, and watched W buckle his seat belt on his own, he still had a big head.

"No, you can't sit here and be policed. Uncle Cha will deduct points if he catches me, hey, do you want to get you a safety seat? ”

Headache.

W's little face was indifferent: "No need for anything, I won't stay for long, M, I need you to help me." ”

“……”

In the afternoon, Fu Botao came out of the hospital accompanied by guards, he had just visited Xie Mingzhu, although he didn't care about this daughter-in-law, he still had to do superficial work.

Several people sat in the car, and soon after the car went on, the driver slammed on the brakes.

Fu Botao was jolted by inertia and was quite displeased: "What's the situation?" ”

"Old Fu, it seems that you have bumped into someone."

The driver jumped out of the car, and soon after, hurriedly ran over with a child in his arms.

A small group, two or three years old, wearing a neat and playful white shirt, dressed as a little gentleman, with his eyes closed, and his white little face delicate and pink.

"Old Fu, he suddenly rushed out, I don't know where he hit, and I didn't see any injuries on my body."

Fu Botao frowned when he saw it: "Hurry up and send it to the hospital." ”

The driver sighed, carried the child to the hospital, Fu Botao also got out of the car, and suddenly saw the child open his eyes towards him.

He was stunned, what kind of eyes were they, black and shiny, like the most beautiful and best gems in the world, reflecting the blue sky, so clear that people felt kind at first sight.

He quickly asked people to carry the child into the hospital, and after various examinations, Xiao Baozi did not cry or make trouble, and obediently cooperated with the doctor, unlike other children who cried hysterically when they saw the white coat.

Fu Botao had a better impression of him, and it was rare to follow him throughout the whole process, and he also talked to him cordially.

"What's your name, little friend?"

The child's dark eyes looked at him, and his pretty little lips were pursed tightly.

The more Fu Botao looked at him, the more he liked it.

"Did you break your brain?"

He didn't dare to be careless, so he asked the doctor to examine it thoroughly, and in the end, the child was in normal condition except for a small abrasion on the back of his hand.

Then the problem came again, the identity of the child became a mystery, Fu Botao first thought that he was separated from his family, but after asking all the people in the vicinity, no one knew him.

It stands to reason that such a cute and beautiful child, and such a young child, the family must be very anxious after the disappearance, and Fu Botao took him home after going to the police station for the record.

From beginning to end, the child didn't say a word, and Fu Botao didn't know if he couldn't speak or because of something else, but his appearance covered up all his shortcomings, and Fu Botao liked him almost at a glance.

The little guy sat quietly on the sofa, with his little back upright, not like an ordinary child, and he was so well-behaved and sensible that it hurt to the bone.

"Eat?" He asked the maid to bring a lot of snacks, desserts, and fruits, and a dazzling array of coffee tables.

The little bun sat still, so he took matters into his own hands and picked out a box of cheese and handed it to him.

The little bun was eaten a little bit with a lot of face, and the food looked elegant, and it looked like it was well-educated.

The old man was coaxed very happy.

At the dinner table the next day, Fu Zhensheng found that there was an extra little bit at home, and he sat beside the old man, who personally fed him porridge.

One old and one young feed one to eat, the crane has a childish face, and the atmosphere is inexplicably harmonious.

"Whose child?" He asked curiously.

"Picked it up." Fu Botao looked happy and nodded at Xiao Bu: "Little guy, do you want to follow grandpa?" ”

The latter silence is golden.

Fu Zhensheng didn't ask much, the old man's old department was all over the world, thinking that he was the child of an old comrade-in-arms, the family has been in a mess recently, and it is good for multiple children to be lively.

Fu Zhensheng went out soon, and after the old man finished feeding, he carefully wiped his mouth for the little bun, and suddenly, he heard him pop out a word.

“William。”

"What?" The old man was stunned, it was rare, after a day of getting along, I finally listened to him open Chrysostom.

“William。” The little bun repeated, with a soft voice and a serious face: "My name." ”