Song family villa

The heating was warm, Qiao Aiyun was worried all the way, and almost lost half of her life, for fear that her brother would be out of proportion, and he really wanted Song Jingren's life, and someone was actually eating with peace of mind?

She looked around, "What about others?" ”

"I kicked him out, this is not his house, what qualifications does he have to live here?"

Qiao Wangbei lowered his head to eat, and his tone seemed to be gossiping, "This kind of beast, don't let him get out and keep him for the New Year?" ”

"Don't stare at me like this, if you don't want his life, it means that I am very restrained, my temper has really restrained a lot over the years."

Qiao Aiyun nodded, his brother never lied to her.

"Uncle." Song Fengwan followed into the house, rushed to his side, and hugged him.

"Ahem-I'm eating, you're going to choke me to death?" Qiao Wangbei frowned, put down his chopsticks, and patted the back of her hand.

"You won't tell me in advance when you come." Song Fengwan pulled the stool and sat down next to him.

"I'm in a hurry, you don't have an exam today, how do you feel?" Qiao Wangbei loved Song Feng very much.

He has always thought that he should "raise a son and a rich daughter", and he has no daughter, so he dotes on this niece.

Josie glanced at her father.

Just now, he was fierce and vicious, and he wanted to raise a knife to kill someone, but now he is so happy that he can't close his mouth.

"It feels good."

"Uncle will give you a gift."

"Send me what? I don't want stones. "Qiao Wangbei wants to send something, no one is allowed to refuse, Song Fengwan is kind to him, and he speaks naturally and casually.

"The stone is not good? The vision is too high. ”

Qiao Wangbei glanced around at the few people who had already entered the house, and when he saw Yan Wangchuan, his eyes flickered twice, "Senior brother." ”

"Hmm." Yan Wangchuan responded, his expression as indifferent as usual.

It's just that between the eyes of each other, sparks splash everywhere, and there is clearly an undercurrent surging.

Qiao Wangbei's gaze fell on Fu Shen, squinting, as if he was searching for information, and only spoke after a few seconds, "The third child of the Fu family?"

"Hello, Master Qiao."

Fu Shen and him are really the same generation, and it stands to reason that it is not an exaggeration to call out the eldest brother, but he didn't want to separate the generations between himself and Song Fengwan, so he called Master Qiao in a compromise.

He was a craftsman, and when others called him that, he felt comfortable.

"When I saw you before, you were only a teenager."

"Hmm."

"Thank you for taking care of Wanwan these days, thank you." Qiao Wangbei was very polite to him, he was his own generation, and he couldn't talk to him in the same tone as a junior, "You came here this time"

"My father was not at ease and asked me to come and have a look." Fu Shen's face was not red, and his heart was not beating, and he was swaggering and deceiving under the banner of his father.

"Lao Fu remembers, you go back and say thank you to his old man."

The relationship between the two old men is good, but after Qiao Lao passed away, the Qiao family seemed to decline, the Fu family has three sons and one daughter, all of whom are dragons and phoenixes among people, Fu Lao was still in a high position back then, and he can't be compared.

The relationship is too close, and it is inevitable that people will say that they deliberately stammered with the Fu family, Qiao Wangbei Qinggao, arrogant, and simply nested in a small world to concentrate on carving.

"Father said that he would let you go for a walk more if he was free, he missed you very much, but his health was not good, and it was not very convenient for him to go south, otherwise he would have gone to Wusu a long time ago." Fu Shen spoke to him quite politely.

"Thank you, old man, I'll go when I'm free." Qiao Wangbei knew that the second elder of the Fu family cared about him.

It's true that there hasn't been much movement over the years, but during the New Year's holidays, the Fu family will always call to greet them, and Qiao Wangbei also feels embarrassed.

"Then you talk first, and I'll go first." Fu Shen has stayed for a long time, and the time is not early, their family must have something to say, for now, he is still an outsider, and it is really inconvenient to stay here.

"Xiyan, you send it" Qiao Wangbei had just spoken, and Song Fengwan had already stood up.

"Uncle, I'll send the third master."

"Well, that's fine." Qiao Wangbei lowered his head to eat, thinking that Song Fengwan had lived with Fu Shen for a few days, and it was normal for him to be close, so he didn't think much about it at all.

**

Song Feng sent Fu Shen to the door in the evening, and the street lamp fell, stretching the figure slender.

When they arrived at the door, they were speechless, and Song Fengwan occasionally raised his eyes to look at him, "That"

"It's cold outside, go sit in the car for a while." Fu Shen pointed to the car parked not far away.

"But" Song Fengwan turned her head to look at the room, her heart was weak, and the feeling of cheating made her heart beat involuntarily.

"Just talk for a while, okay?" Fu Shen lowered his head and leaned over to look at her, and began to whisper and coax again, "I just want to be alone with you for a while, at the door of your house, the elders are here, I won't do anything to you." ”

Song Fengwan hesitated, but still moved small steps and got into the car with him.

After getting into the car, both of them sat in the back, Shifang intimately turned on the heating in the car, and turned off the lights inside, before retreating and standing quietly not far away.

The carriage was cramped, and Song Fengwan sat quietly, rubbing his fingers, a little inexplicably nervous.

There were some unspeakable little throbbing, and his eyes looked out from time to time, for fear that someone would come out.

"The film is very dark and you can't see it from the outside." Fu Shen said and took off his coat.

"Why are you undressing?" Song Fengwan frowned, his voice trembling a little.

"Hot." Fu Shen raised his eyebrows, the carriage was not big, the heating quickly filled and dispersed, and the heat gradually climbed, "You're not hot?" ”

"It's not hot at all." Song Fengwan grabbed his clothes a little nervously.

Fu Shen snorted lightly, "Why are you so nervous?" Could it be that I can still do to you in the car? ”

He moved an inch to her.

He looked directly at her, the bridge of his nose straight, his eyelashes slender, and the light and shadow refracted through the car window, setting off his face with an indescribable beauty.

Song Fengwan subconsciously leaned back.

"What are you hiding?"

"I-" As soon as Song Fengwan spoke, Fu Shen wrapped one hand behind her at some point, hooked her waist, and suddenly pulled her whole person towards him.

The tip of her nose hit him in the face, lukewarm.

"Five whole days." His breath burned, blowing on her face, lingering repeatedly.

"Huh?"

"I can't see you, and my days are like years." Fu Shen tilted her head slightly, the corners of her mouth almost pressed her ears, and with the heat, her body shrunk, trembling slightly, a strange feeling spread from the soles of her feet, and her body was so soft that it seemed that it didn't belong to her.

His lips lingered, starting with her white face, rubbing little by little

"Why do you say that?"

"Three" Song Fengwan felt that he should push him away, but his body was so weak that he had no strength, "Third brother." ”

"How could I like you so much?" Fu Shen chuckled, "Wanwan, why do you say this?"

He hung his head and his voice was hoarse.

"Don't be like this, it's a little uncomfortable to hold me down." The carriage was too small, and Song Fengwan felt that he was about to suffocate.

Fu Shen was unmoved.

"Did you miss me?"

"Nope." Song Fengwan struggled, as if he had a fever.

"Little without conscience." Fu Shen smiled.

"I'm not." Song Feng snorted coldly at night.

"In vain I miss you so much? You don't want me at all? I need to punish you! He pinched her chin with one hand, as if to kiss her.

"I thought about it, I thought about it." Song Fengwan hurriedly changed his words.

"Good-" Fu Shen pressed his forehead against hers, his fingertips rubbing against her small chin.

"Reward you."

He tilted his head as he spoke, touching her side of the cheek slightly.

The car was too dark, his lips seemed to be on fire, so hot that it seemed to melt her face, gently and softly, falling on her face, lingering for a long time, the heat penetrated into her heart little by little

It raged like a fire, burning all the way to the bottom of my heart.

Song Fengwan understood, as long as he wanted to, there were thousands of reasons to take advantage of her.

"Late Night"

"Hmm."

"Don't be afraid of anything that happens, the third brother will protect you?"

Fu Shen stretched out his hand and gently hugged her into his arms, "Whenever." ”

Song Fengwan's heart trembled, his forehead pressed against his chest, he nodded tremblingly, his eyes moistened, "Thank you"

I don't know how long I hugged her, Fu Shen patted her on the back, "Okay, let's go back, it's late, go to bed early today." ”

"Hmm."

Fu Shen lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair.

Song Fengwan's face was slightly hot, she pushed open the door, ran out of the car quickly, and when she entered the door, she almost bumped into Geng Ying, who was going back.

Geng Ying and the father and son of the Qiao family talked about the current situation of the divorce case, and delayed for a while, otherwise they would have gone back at about the same time as Fu Shen.

"You girl, how reckless." Qiao Aiyun just sent Geng Ying out.

"Auntie, I'm sorry." Song Feng was a thief at night, and his voice was slightly flustered, "It's too cold outside." ”

"Hurry up into the house, look at your face is so cold, so red." Qiao Aiyun urged.

Song Fengwan's face blushed even more.

Shifang just got in the car and started the car and drove away from the villa area.

These two people clearly haven't started to fall in love, why is there a sour smell of love in the air?

I don't know what I did in the car?

However, seeing that the third master of his family is in a good mood, he estimates that he has taken advantage of it.

Fu Shen had already told his parents about the situation before, so naturally he didn't have to call again, so he dialed a phone back to Yunjin Capital, and Uncle Nian answered the phone.

"Three Masters"

"Uncle Nian, did you sleep with Huaisheng?" The child lives in his house, and he is still uneasy when he leaves.

"At eight o'clock, the old lady came over and picked him up."

"Where's the change of clothes?"

"I've brought it all, don't worry"

Knowing that Huaisheng was picked up by his mother, Fu Shen was relieved

Shifang watched him finish the phone call before he spoke, "Third master, go to the hotel?" I have booked a room. ”

"What hotel to go to, to the second brother's house." Fu Shen cushioned the Buddha beads in his hand, rubbing his fingertips.

"The second master is not at home, do you need to call the second lady in advance?"

"The second sister-in-law is estimated to be playing mahjong, so let's go over directly."

Sun Qionghua has no hobbies, likes to play mahjong, and plays a small amount, just to kill time, usually playing until eleven or twelve o'clock at night.

**

Cloud City Fu Family

Fu Yuxiu naturally knew that something had happened to the Song family, and when there was an accident at the confession banquet before, Sun Qionghua was very strict with him and forbade him to contact Jiang Fengya, but the two were still studying in the same school, and they would always meet secretly.

The private contact has never been broken.

Something happened tonight, Jiang Fengya couldn't be involved, he went to bed, and received a call from Jiang Fengya, saying that she was kicked out, penniless, and didn't even bring her ID card, and wanted him to help.

He thought that his mother would come back late, that he would go out for an hour or so, that there would be no problems, that he quickly got dressed, took the car keys and ran out.

No one got into the car, watching a car speeding up, the dazzling headlights made him dizzy for a moment, he squinted, and in a flash, the car had stopped on the lawn of his yard.

When he saw the bullish capital license plate, he was so frightened that his body trembled.

Fu Shen pushed the door and got out of the car and glanced at him, "In the middle of the night, where are you going?" ”

Shifang held back a smile, and he said, why did the third master suddenly come to the second master's house, and it was calculated to dare to love.

Fu Yuxiu was afraid for a while at this moment, if he had already gone out and the third uncle came over, and no one who saw him would be killed if his mother sued him.

"No, I'm a little hungry and want to go out for some supper."

"Really?" Fu Shen squinted at him, his gaze cold.

"I'm not hungry now, third uncle, come into the house quickly." Fu Yuxiu clenched the car keys tightly, he was dying, why did he come here at this time.

It's even scarier than hitting a ghost in the middle of the night.

In fact, when Song Jingren and Jiang Fengya were kicked out, Secretary Zhang was already scared away, and Jiang Fengya helped Song Jingren out of the villa area alone and took a taxi to a nearby hospital.

Thanks to the fact that she has a mobile phone in her pajama pocket, otherwise she wouldn't even have the money to take a taxi to the hospital.

She is only 18, and she can't cope with many things, so she can only call for help.

It's just that she squatted in the hospital corridor all night, and she didn't wait for Fu Yuxiu.

**

Song family villa

Qiao Aiyun and Song Fengwan went upstairs to clean up the room, Song Fengwan went to the capital by himself, and it was the first time he went back to his room, obviously someone had already lived in it, and even the wallpaper was brand new.

The father and son of the Qiao family downstairs and Yan Wangchuan looked at each other.

"Xiyan, go upstairs and help your aunt." Qiao Wangbei finished eating and slowly put down his chopsticks.

Josie Yan knew that they had something to say, so she packed up the takeaway lunch box and went upstairs.

Qiao Wangbei squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him seriously, "Senior brother, let's talk." ”

------Off topic------

Third master, you are too bold! It's terrible, you're really not afraid of death.

Third Master: Isn't it okay?

Me: It's good if you're happy, hehe, it's shameless

Anyway, my uncle is going to have an in-depth exchange with Senior Brother Yan, haha

ps: Finally, the third master is really quite accurate in calculating people, Fu Yuxiu is careful that his liver is afraid that he will be scared and tremble.