Song Fengwan didn't plan to cry in front of Fu Shen, but some things had been pressed in her heart for too long.

Her father cheated and her illegitimate daughter came to the door, she was ashamed to talk about this kind of thing and didn't dare to tell others.

She knew that many people were waiting to see her jokes, and she couldn't let people see a little sadness, so she could only endure it.

She hated Jiang Fengya in her heart, and she resented her father even more, but when she thought that the relationship between her parents was so tense that she could divorce at any time, the panic and helplessness that bred from the bottom of her heart made her almost collapse.

She had always hoped that when she returned to Cloud City, it would all be like a dream, and nothing had happened.

And today's events shattered her already fragmented fantasies.

The autumn breeze in the capital was cool and bleak, and Song Fengwan was swollen and painful from his throat to his chest, and he didn't have the strength to look directly into Fu Shen's eyes.

She sniffed, her eyes were red, she reached out to wrap her clothes tightly, stomped her feet, and tried to divert her attention, "Third master, thank you for coming, I'm fine." ”

Her voice was dull, with a thick nasal voice, which made Fu Shen upset.

"You come here."

"Huh?" Song Fengwan was stagnant, staring at the tips of his shoes, his eyes were sore, swollen and painful, and tears blurred his vision in an instant.

Fu Shen twisted his eyebrows, took a step forward by himself, and the distance between the two instantly narrowed.

"What's the matter?" Song Fengwan subconsciously wanted to hide.

"Don't move!" Fu Shen's voice was deep, with a beak that could not be ignored.

He let go of her grip and unbuttoned her blazer.

"Third master......" Song Fengwan's voice did not fall, and her coat had already wrapped her.

Mixed with the peculiar sandalwood smell of his body, it was like a dense and warm net, warming her whole body and mind.

Fu Shen's fingers slid on the collar of his coat, as if he was tidying up, and his expression was serious and focused.

Song Fengwan was squeezed between his coat and Fu Shen's body, unable to advance or retreat, his temperature was impermeable, a little domineering, but gentle.

"Song Fengwan."

"Huh?" Her voice became more and more dull and small, for fear that Fu Shen would hear something strange.

His breath was so close that it was hot and humid, and it fell on her face without a trace, and the strange aura invaded from all directions, making the soles of her feet weak and her mind dizzy.

Fu Shen's eyes were gloomy, and he sighed a little helplessly, "It's really ...... It's not like that. ”

Almost pressing the last word, his fingers pulled his coat tightly, Song Fengwan was caught off guard, and his whole body fell into Fu Shen's arms.

Her body stiffened, like thunder, and her head went blank.

She subconsciously twisted her body, but Fu Shen's strength was too great, she couldn't break free, but was pressed into his arms fiercely, her fingers grabbed his clothes helplessly, and twisted out a layer of folds.

His fingers wrapped around her waist, as strong as if they were about to sink her in his arms.

"At a young age, don't hide so many things." Fu Shen saw that she was no longer moving, so he spoke in a hoarse voice.

Since Song Fengwan arrived at his house, he has been careful and careful, the more this is the case, the harder she has to live, there is such a big thing at home, how can she be the same as no one.

"I feel uncomfortable, I cry when I want to." Fu Shen reached out and rubbed the top of her hair.

The movements were gentle, the voice was soft, Song Fengwan clutched his clothes, tears fell, wetting his clothes, and burning his heart hurt.

The Fu family on the side can be regarded as relieved.

Especially Shifang, he stretched out his hand to reach Qianjiang, showing a kind smile like an aunt, "It's a special hug, but I'm in a hurry." ”

"The third master's recent Korean drama has not been watched in vain."

"At this time, you should just throw yourself down and hug it."

Qianjiang glanced at him, "Say it as if you're the right person?" ”

"How the hell do you know I haven't had a partner?" Shifang was anxious when he heard this, after all, he was always embarrassed to say that he was not young, and he had never been in love.

"We eat, wear, and live together, what do you say?" Qianjiang's words made him so angry that his face turned blue.

"Damn, it's just that I'm with you every day, I can't find a girlfriend, if I'm so single, don't think about it!" Shifang snorted coldly.

Qianjiang glanced at him and ignored him.

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Song Fengwan cried for a while, feeling more comfortable, before leaving Fu Shen's arms, looking at the wet tear stains on his chest, and biting his lip.

"The Third Master ......"

"What are you doing out there?" Fu Shen directly diverted the topic.

"I'll buy my mom something to eat." She sniffed, and then remembered that she hadn't done anything.

Fu Shen looked around, there were many small restaurants opposite, but it was already past lunch time, and there were no people.

"Then I'll go first." Song Fengwan lowered his head and was about to cross the road, forgetting to even observe if there were any passing vehicles.

Fu Shen stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist directly, and a battery car almost wiped her clothes and sped past.

"I'll go with you." Her wrists were soft and boneless, slender and cold.

Fu Shen pulled her and slowly crossed the road, his fingers seemed to go down unintentionally, touching her slightly stiff fingers, Song Fengwan frowned, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, he had already held it harder, holding it tightly in the palm of his hand.

His palms were broad, with a distinctive, warm heat, and his palms were hot.

Finger entanglement.

As thick as thieves.

Song Fengwan lowered his head and looked at the hands of the two of them, his heart was beating like numbness, and he was flustered.

Her fingers moved, and she finally coveted the warmth, and she was reluctant to withdraw it.

Fu Shen wanted to go one step further with her, but now the timing was not right, she was already very confused in her heart, if she was stimulated by anything, she would move out of her house if she couldn't keep it, and Fu Shen couldn't afford to gamble.

"Let's go to this shop, I'll buy a rice bowl." Song Fengwan pointed to a small restaurant.

"I'll wait for you outside." Fu Shen let go of his hand, his expression as calm as ever.

Song Fengwan nodded and went into the restaurant.

Fu Shen didn't know how to coax a girl at all, pondered for a moment, took out his mobile phone, dialed a call and went out, among the people he knew, he was the one with a better relationship with the opposite sex.

"Hey—" The other man's voice was thick and nasal.

"It's me, got a cold?" Rare care.

"I just came down from the snowy mountain, and I feel a little uncomfortable......"

"Pay attention to your body."

The other party was silent for a few seconds, "...... , Fu San, why did you take the initiative to call me? Still care about me? ”

Fu Shen twisted his eyebrows, this magical reflex arc, "Ask you something." ”

"Yo, you actually have something to ask me? It's terrible, didn't you have the ruthlessness to block me before? You kind of block me, don't take the initiative to find me. ”

Fu Shen was silent for a while, this person ......

"You said that we have been friends for so many years, we met at the age of seven, childhood sweethearts, two little guesses, you just treat me like this......"

"At the age of eight, you said that you cut off my robe and cut off my righteousness."

The other party choked, "Isn't it special to get back together at the age of nine, and you almost got married to Jin Lan?" ”

"Then you my father, and he beat me out of my house with a stick."

"You don't want to ask me for something? That's what you talk to me about? If you say something nice, I'll help you. ”

Fu Shen twisted his eyebrows and hung up the phone directly.

This person really gave him a good face and immediately climbed down the pole, and he couldn't get used to it.

The person on the other side was confused.

He was the one who took the initiative to call him, and he was the one who hung up.

Fu Shen, Lao Tzu wants to break off with you!

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

Hugged, finally hugged, haha......

Although the timing is not right, it can be regarded as intimate contact, so let's sprinkle flowers and flowers

also secretly poked and poked his little hand, tsk

Nameless Male Partner: It's still a day without a name......

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