Inside the restaurant box

Song Fengwan's hand was dragged by Fu Shen, half of his body was next to him, and his fingers trembled and rubbed his face twice.

This eyelash?

How can you be so stubborn.

Could it be that you have become a sperm?

"Haven't dropped yet?" Fu Shen looked at her a little annoyed, and wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Song Fengwan was annoyed, her fingertips were slightly forced, her eyelashes fell between her fingernails, she raised her hand and blew, "Okay." ”

Fu Shen let go of her and raised his hand to touch her face twice.

As soon as Song Fengwan returned to his place and sat down, he heard someone say something.

"If this had been placed in ancient times, you would have been responsible for me."

She shook her fingers holding the chopsticks, responsible?

Why is this man so shameless?

She was kind enough to help.

Besides, even if he was responsible, he pressed himself to the window in the snow field that day, and he returned

Song Fengwan bit his lip and didn't speak.

In her case, shouldn't he marry her?

"The master said that men and women are not kissed, and my sister should indeed be responsible for the third uncle." Huaisheng always spoke with a sincere face.

"Eat your sauerkraut! Children don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Song Fengwan gave him a chopstick and vegetable leaves.

After Qiao Xiyan came back, she always felt that Song Fengwan's expression was not quite right, and patted her on the shoulder, "It's okay." ”

Song Fengwan shook his head, but secretly scolded Fu Shen in his heart.

**

After eating, Fu Shen was in charge of driving, Qiao Xiyan was already drunk, and after returning home, Song Fengwan helped him back to his room to rest, looking at him helplessly arranged neatly with knives.

The chill splashed under the light, and I couldn't help but be frightened.

This sleeping room, with sharp weapons?

What he thinks.

Song Fengwan helped him take off his shoes, wiped his face for him, poured a glass of water and put it at the head of the bed, then closed the door softly and went out, returning to the room to review his homework.

Fu Shen went back to the study and held a video conference with the company's senior management, which was nothing more than to report on the implementation of the Christmas Eve and Christmas activities tomorrow.

When the meeting ended, it was nearly twelve o'clock in the evening.

Fu Shen turned off the computer, rubbed the corner of his forehead, took his mobile phone, and there were many unread text messages, nothing more than wishing him a happy Christmas Eve or something.

His sister also sent him a red envelope.

Just a few minutes ago, he called back and the call was immediately connected.

"Still not sleeping so late?" Fu Shen took the phone and walked out, ready to go downstairs to drink some water.

"Didn't you sleep and called your mother the other day, and she said you made a promise to her?"

"Hmm."

"Bring your girlfriend home next year?"

"No way?"

"San'er, tell my sister, which girl do you fall in love with?"

Fu Shen's footsteps froze, his expression was as usual, "Sister"

"You were raised by me since you were a child, what are you thinking I can't know? You never promise easily, let alone a lifelong event, if you have no goal and no certainty, you dare to make a big statement in front of your mother? ”

Fu Shen pushed the glasses pressed on the bridge of his nose and didn't make a sound.

"Haven't caught it yet?"

"Hmm." Fu Shen is hidden, his sister loves him, and she has always helped him, and this kind of thing will definitely not be said in front of his parents.

"San'er, you can't do this, don't you know how to chase girls? Why don't you help you? ”

"How can I help?" Fu Shen raised his feet and walked downstairs.

"You have to be patient, intimate, and romantic when chasing girls, big and small festivals, gifts are essential, whether you are expensive or cheap, you have to have a heart"

Fu Shen listened and did not interrupt her.

"But sometimes you have to be domineering and tough, little girl, I still think that a man who is a domineering president is very attractive."

"Although I don't say it, who hasn't fantasized about being kissed by someone."

"Sister"

"Huh?"

"Brother-in-law chased you like this back then?"

The other party was stunned, "Nonsense." ”

"Once you came home and the skin on your mouth was broken, I asked you what was wrong, and you said you bit it"

"Fu Shen!" This kid is really itchy.

"My brother-in-law is a weak scholar, but I didn't expect to have such a domineering man's side."

"Fu Laosan, do you want to rebel!"

It's really that the older you get, the more unteachable, how cute you are when you were a child, like a little glutinous rice dumpling, what's going on now?

"You kid wait for me, and I'll clean you up when I get back."

After the other party finished speaking, he cut off the phone.

Fu Shen is helpless, he has been married for so many years, it stands to reason that he has become a mother, and his temper and temperament should have been restrained a long time ago, but he has become more and more arrogant in the past few years.

The brother-in-law just spoils her, and she is used to it.

When they were together, everyone said that they were not worthy, her sister was strong, pampered at home, had a big temper, and dressed fashionably, always giving people a feeling of amorous feelings.

His brother-in-law is a Confucian scholar, full of books.

I don't know how these two people came together.

It is said that her sister chased him, and it was his sister who was knocked down later, no one knows the specific situation, but the relationship between the two husband and wife is extremely harmonious.

Because of her arrogance and indulgence of her sister, her brother-in-law has been lectured by her father every time she returns to the door.

Once, he replied directly, "My father-in-law also takes such care of my mother-in-law, why can't I spoil my wife?" ”

"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."

"Besides, this is my family matter, every couple has their own way of getting along, and my father-in-law shouldn't interfere too much."

was so angry that his father knocked him out of the door and told him to get out.

"You little Nanban, you married my daughter, and then you started to preach to me?" Fu Lao was so angry that he almost hit him.

The people walked out of the door slowly, bowed and said goodbye to him, saying that he was angry and hurt his body, and asked him to pay attention to recuperation.

His father has nowhere to vent his temper, for fear of being seen by acquaintances in the compound and appearing stingy.

The brother-in-law is a southerner, and his father will be called the "southern barbarian" in the future, and this breath has been held back until now.

Fu Shen had appreciated this brother-in-law's temperament at a very young age, if he really didn't have any ability, how could he lower his sister?

**

Fu Shen remembered the situation when his brother-in-law got married, but he smiled to himself, and suddenly thought that if he went to visit Song Fengwan's family in the future

His eyes fell on the coffee table in the living room, and he remembered the row of carving knives he saw a few days ago, and his back was cold.

Listening to his father, the father and son of the Qiao family have similar temperaments, and his father is even more difficult to mess with, Qiao Aiyun is okay here, this father and son of the Qiao family

I'm afraid it's difficult.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw a familiar figure, drinking water.

"Haven't slept so late?"

"Hmm-" Song Feng drank half of the water in the evening, almost choked, turned her head to look at Fu Shen, the light was dim, she had to squint, her brain was groggy, and she seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

"Why don't you sleep?" Fu Shen walked over and looked at her with lowered eyes, there were still water stains on the corners of her mouth, and when she looked at him, her expression was confused, and she could feel her breath exhaling from a distance.

It's hot and piping hot.

"Huh?" Song Fengwan looked at him and continued to drink water.

Fu Shen stared at her as she finished drinking the water, with a smile on his face.

"Are you drunk?"

"Nope." Song Fengwan shook his head vigorously, "I didn't go to your room this time, I didn't climb into your bed, and I didn't do anything else, really!" ”

Fu Shen nodded, "Well, I know." ”

"Three Masters"

"Call the third brother, there is no one here."

"Hmm-" Song Fengwan looked around, the wall lamp was dim and silent, and then he shouted, "Third brother." ”

"What's wrong?" Fu Shen leaned over and wiped the water stain that had already slid to her chin.

Her face was hot, the heat seemed to melt her fingertips, and his fingers stayed on her chin for a moment, but finally it was not returned.

"You're wilted, and you're scraping!" Song Fengwan even jumped out of the dialect, scratching the skin?

Fu Shen frowned, learning her emphatic rhetorical question, "Scraping the skin?" ”

"Scratching the skin, buying a mobile phone, and getting old models, rich people are really picky!" Song Fengwan hummed softly.

"Well, I'm slamming the door, what else do you have to complain about, keep talking?" Fu Shen gave her the phone before, but she saw that there was no joy on her face, and she thought she was thinking about the old phone, but she was complaining about herself.

"That," Song Fengwan looked up at him.

The breath was sweet, and there was still a hint of wine.

The small mouth was red and gorgeous, one by one, Fu Shen's throat rolled, seeing that her body was a little staggering, he hurriedly reached out to wrap his arms around her waist, "Don't move." ”

"That" her mind was dizzy, and her eyes were full of moisture, which was blurry and lovely.

"Huh?"

"Cheng Lan said you like me?" This matter has been pressing on her heart, her mind is chaotic at the moment, there are some virtual afterimages in front of her, half-asleep and half-awake, and she asked with the strength of wine.

"What do you think?" Fu Shen's other hand was still rubbing against her chin.

The fingertips moved up and landed on her lips, rubbing them gently

"You say" Song Fengwan stared at him, the dry land was shining.

The kitchen was not open, only the wall light not far away came, dim and warm yellow, illuminating everything around as if it were boneless, graceful.

Her eyes were filled with moisture, and her cheeks seemed to be dyed with amorous feelings.

He bowed his head and leaned against her

I want to be close to her, I want to kiss her.

even

Want her.

Just when Fu Shen was a little confused, Song Feng turned his head away at night and dodged it.

Fu Shen frowned, but before he could move, Song Fengwan pushed him away and raised his foot to kick him.

"Stinky rascal, in my dreams, how many times, when I have no temper?"

Fu Shensuo failed to kiss and was kicked.

The corners of his mouth twitched twice, in a dream?

It's really drunk.