"You ......" Shen Qingqiu opened his mouth, and finally turned into a sigh, "Forget it, it's good if you're happy." ”

Hearing her words, Fu Tingshen's lips opened up with a touch of pleasure, "I came late before, and I couldn't accompany you to the morning and twilight, but in the future, I am willing to spend the rest of my life with you." ”

Shen Qingqiu's fingertips curled slightly, cleared his throat, and said lightly: "Fu Tingshen, I haven't promised you yet." ”

"I know." Fu Ting lowered his eyes deeply, staring at the woman's delicate face, and the flush on her fair cheeks was faintly visible, "But you are my person sooner or later." ”

A simple sentence made Shen Qingqiu feel the wanton and arrogant spirit in it.

A trace of embarrassment crossed her face, pushed away the man in front of her, hurriedly dropped a 'good night', and turned away without looking back.

Fu Tingshen stood in place, his eyes fell on the back of the fleeing with a bit of despair, and gently hooked the corners of his lips.

The moment the door closed, Shen Qingqiu leaned against the door panel, still feeling his heart beating like a drum.

Since she was sensible, everyone around her has been teaching her how to love people, and only this man has told her that she can also be the one to be loved.

This man seemed to give her a lot of choices, but he invisibly cut off all her retreats and forced her to make a choice.

When facing Fu Tingshen, she always felt as if she had punched cotton, and that deep sense of frustration and powerlessness haunted her all the time.

Shen Qingqiu pinched the corners of his forehead, lay on the bed, and looked out the window at the ups and downs of the night, thinking a lot.

I don't know how long it took, but she fell asleep in a daze.

——

The morning light is faint, and everything is waking up.

After Shen Qingqiu finished washing, he opened the door and walked out.

She was wearing a champagne-colored dress, and when she saw the old lady sitting in the living room, she hurriedly walked down, "Grandma." ”

"Qingqing, did you sleep well last night?" The corners of the old lady's mouth were hooked with a meaningful smile, and her eyes looked at Shen Qingqiu darkly, as if she couldn't wait to find something on her.

Shen Qingqiu raised his hand and curled a strand of broken hair from his ear, "Very good." ”

When Fu Tingshen walked in from the outside, his gaze involuntarily fell on Shen Qingqiu's body.

The woman's long inky hair was casually curled behind her head, and a few strands of hair were scattered on her forehead, revealing a bit of casual laziness in her casualness.

The facial features are exquisite, the extremely beautiful apricot eyes are full of water, thrillingly beautiful, and the moist red lips are seductive, inexplicably attracting all people's attention.

It was an unintentional glance, but it made Fu Tingshen exclaim in his mind, 'It should be a beautiful woman with a green lotus, a touch of white angelica with red lips'.

"Ting Shen, since you're back, let's eat first." The old lady noticed Fu Tingshen standing at the door.

Fu Tingshen came back to his senses at this time, silently clenched the small cyan medicine bottle in his hand and stepped forward, "Okay." ”

Before sitting down, Fu Tingshen helped her pull out a chair, and Shen Qingqiu said 'thank you'.

At the moment when she sat down, Fu Tingshen pushed the chair a few points, and her movements were done in one go, full of tacit understanding.

At the dining table, Shen Qingqiu lowered her head to eat, but she could clearly feel Fu Tingshen's gaze falling on her.

The sharpness of his gaze was hard to ignore.

The old lady silently watched the interaction between the two in her eyes, raised her eyes and glanced at Aunt Pei, and then smiled in unison.

After eating, Fu Tingshen answered a phone call and went out, and when he left, he handed the bottle of medicine from his pocket to Shen Qingqiu.

"...... this?" Shen Qingqiu looked at the medicine bottle handed over by Fu Tingshen suspiciously.

"Trauma medicine." Fu Tingshen looked at her, and the corners of his mouth hooked a shallow arc, "It also has the effect of eliminating scars and removing marks." ”

Hearing his words, Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but smile a little, "It's just a simple scratch." ”

If it weren't for Fu Tingshen's timely treatment, maybe it would have scabbed by the time she found it herself.

The old lady glanced at Fu Tingshen meaningfully, and said casually: "Since he gave it to you, you can take it." ”