Where is the sweetness of the newlyweds embodied, is it possible that they are so endlessly entangled with each other?

Xu Qingcheng touched her hot cheek, she bit her lower lip, her aunt's time is coming, maybe, not necessarily.

This Spring Festival Xu Qingcheng had a very miserable and chaotic time, but it is undeniable that she has no moment to worry about herself in this round and turn, because it is like a spinning top, being dragged by Fu Jingting, and she keeps turning.

Qingyao's injuries have also improved a lot, and the person is in good spirits, but he still needs to recuperate.

Xu Tingcheng saw Zhou Qian at the door of Qingyao's ward, with a black stud earring on his ear and a gentle face.

Fu Jingting introduced him as the eldest brother's right-hand man Zhou Qian, Xu Tingcheng thanked him, and he just nodded politely.

Fu Pingxiu said at the time that he wanted Zhou Qian to come over for a run, Xu Tingcheng only thought that he wanted to deal with the relationship between the upper echelons, but it was not until later that he found out that it was not at all, he was from inside the prison, from the bottom, Zhou Qian's relationship network was so terrifying that it made people look sideways.

Who would have thought that such a breezy man, half white and half black, walking in the gray area.

Because Fu Jingting said that he was Fu Pingxiu's right-hand man, Xu Tingcheng couldn't help but glance at Zhou Qian more, she thought of the man in the wheelchair, his cold temperament seemed to have pressed all the years on the bottom of your heart that you couldn't see, deep like an old and disrepaired well, waiting there quietly, not showing the mountains and not showing water, just waiting for you to get close, swallowing a corpse and bones.

Zhou Qian is still like this, not to mention Fu Pingxiu's sphere of influence.

Thinking of the rumors about the turmoil between the two brothers, Xu Tingcheng was unconsciously nervous.

Zhou Qian left, she grabbed Fu Jingting's arm, and the corners of the man's eyebrows raised, "What's wrong?" ”

Xu Tingcheng raised her face to look at him, she had hidden worries in her heart, worried about him, but she didn't know how to ask this, as his wife, it stands to reason that Xu Tingcheng could ask without any guilt.

But between them, there doesn't seem to be such an emotional foundation, so she doesn't dare to be abrupt, afraid of asking too much.

"Big brother and you," Xu Qingcheng bit his lip, "I don't know if I should ask or not, but I'm a little worried." ”

Fu Jingting stared at her eyes, "What are you worried about?" Worried I won't be able to handle it? ”

"The Fu family is not only on the eldest brother's side, if you really have to worry, you can't worry about it." The man's eyebrows were dyed with a layer of arrogance, looking down high, as if he was disdainful, but when his eyes fell on her worried face, it was like the sun was shining, making his expression dazzling, and he curled his lips and asked her, "Mrs. Fu is becoming more and more conscious, and she knows how to worry about her husband." ”

Xu Qingcheng grabbed him, "I hate it, why are you not serious." ”

Xu Qingyao was lying on the hospital bed, the young man was tall and big, but he had been smoothed out by life, and his shaved head had a short layer of hard stubble during this injury, and it was said that a man who could withstand the bald head could really be called a handsome character, and the inability to move on the hospital bed could not stop the good appearance of the Xu family.

His gaze swept over Xu Qingcheng's side, staring at this outstanding man standing beside his sister, his eyes full of scrutiny.

With his arm propped up on the hospital bed to get up, Xu Tingcheng helped him take a pillow and lean against his back, and did not rush to introduce him, and asked him how he felt about his situation.

Xu Qingyao didn't reply, his gaze was direct, sharp, and stared at Fu Jingting's face without shying away.

Fu Jingting did not evade, greeted Xu Qingyao's scrutinizing and provocative eyes, only raised the corner of his eyebrows, and let him look at it.

"Sister, who is he?"

Xu Qingcheng paused, she took Fu Jingting's hand, and smiled softly, "Qingyao, my sister is married." His name is Fu Jingting, and you call him brother or brother-in-law. ”

Xu Qingyao's eyes moved away from Fu Jingting's face and landed on the hands of the two of them, and the wedding ring on the ring finger was very dazzling.