Fu family.

Fu Tingshen had never felt that the two people in the photo were so dazzling.

The woman with the tattoo on the back of Fu Wenzhou's neck may not be known to others, but Fu Tingshen remembers it clearly.

On the day of his divorce from Song Qingyu, the red mole on Song Qingyu's back shoulder was covered with kiss marks, and it is not difficult to imagine how intense a man bullied her, and only possessive people will brand themselves in these places.

The love of my life?

So what is his three-year marriage with Song Qingyu?

Fu Tingshen's face was pale, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

He would never allow himself to be played like this, and when he thought that Song Qingyu and Fu Wenzhou had slept with him, he felt extremely disgusted!

Lin Yuan knocked on the door with coffee, and seeing that no one answered for a long time, he cautiously pushed open the door, "Ting Shen, I made you coffee." ”

Since she had a miscarriage at the wedding last time, and then it was revealed that she was kneeling on the ground to learn a dog, Fu Changlin and Qin You refused to admit her as a daughter-in-law no matter what, and repeatedly asked Fu Tingshen to kick her out of the house.

If Fu Tingshen hadn't remembered the friendship at the beginning and was willing to let her stay in this villa without a name or a point, she would have been homeless a long time ago.

So Lin Yuanyuan didn't even dare to speak loudly to Fu Tingshen now, and even when Fu Tingshen went out to find a woman, she turned a blind eye.

As long as the name Mrs. Fu is still there.

Lin Yuan approached, put the coffee on the table, and glanced at the photo on his mobile phone, and his face suddenly changed.

This person kissing in public is Fu Wenzhou?

The woman in his arms......

A touch of ruthlessness flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes, she became what she is now, all thanks to Song Qingyu!

Lin Yuan lowered his soft tone, and his body took the initiative to lean towards Fu Tingshen.

However, as soon as he got closer, Fu Tingshen suddenly avoided it, frowning in disgust: "Didn't I say don't come in when I'm working." ”

Lin Yuan blinked, as if he had been wronged: "Ting Shen, I'm just worried that you work too late, and I don't mean anything else." And we're husband and wife, so you don't have to avoid me like that. ”

In the past, when Fu Tingshen saw her like this, he only felt distressed, but now, he only felt upset and disgusted.

Fu Tingshen frowned: "Is there anything else?" ”

This drove her away, Lin Yuanxuan gritted her teeth fiercely, looked at the photo with her eyes, and pretended to be surprised: "This person looks like Song Qingyu, this photo doesn't look like the current one, so didn't she get involved with your nephew before divorcing you?" This...... Isn't that immoral? ”

Fu Tingshen's face suddenly turned cold, and his palm was strong, as if he was about to crush the phone.

Lin Yuanyu knew that he had poked him in the sore spot, but he didn't poke enough: "When Song Qingyu married you before, she pretended to be the same as a fairy who didn't eat fireworks, and she used to go to Fu Wenzhou in the middle of the night every day, it seems that she has never regarded you as a husband, and she has been in the Fu family for three years. ”

With a "bang", Fu Tingshen suddenly threw his phone to the ground.

The night before the divorce, Song Qingyu's appearance of threatening himself to property resurfaced in front of him, and Fu Tingshen finally understood at this moment that he was just a chess piece in Song Qingyu's hand, and he was discarded at will when he was used up.

And she never loved herself from beginning to end.

No wonder......

No wonder he has taken Lin Yuan home many times in the past three years, and slept with other women in front of her, but she has always been indifferent......

The wind and snow were noisy, and Fu Tingshen's face became more and more ruthless under the light.

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When she woke up the next day, when Song Qingyu opened her eyes and saw her hands, she had only one thought in her heart.

These hands are not clean.

She pursed her lips and got off the bed, her feet were not yet touching the ground, her waist and abdomen were hot, and before she could react, her body was fished from behind and crashed into her warm embrace.

Fu Wenzhou hugged her firmly, buried on the owner's shoulder like a large dog, and coquettishly: "Sister, it's sunny, sleep more." ”

Song Qingyu wanted to raise her hand and pat him away, but her arm was very sore, and she said helplessly: "You don't have to go to work?" ”

Fu Wenzhou's eyelids lifted slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "I am the boss, I can go if I want, and I won't go if I don't want to go." ”

"......" Song Qingyu didn't bother to take care of him, pulled his hand away, and crawled to the end of the bed.

Fu Wenzhou's eyes were quick, and as soon as he grabbed her ankles, those feet were like white jade, and the white and tender toes were pink, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off them.

Sometimes it is difficult for Fu Wenzhou to understand why every part of his pomelo body is so beautiful, as if it looks like he wants.

His fingertips rubbed against her porcelain-white instep, his palm felt delicate and silky, and his eyes became deeper and deeper, reluctant to let go.

Song Qingyu saw him staring at his feet obsessively, and felt a little awkward in his heart, and struggled to retract.

Fu Wenzhou refused, but leaned over and dropped a kiss on her toes, with a reverent posture.

Song Qingyu's soles were numb, she endured the throbbing in her heart, retracted her feet forcefully, and her earlobes climbed a touch of red: "You, why are you still kissing...... Dear here. ”

Isn't he dirty?

Fu Wenzhou chuckled lowly, turned over and pressed against her, his voice low and hoarse: "Which part of Yuyu's body I haven't kissed?" Well? ”

Song Qingyu not only had red ears but also red faces, ashamed and annoyed: "Hooligans!" ”

Fu Wenzhou kissed her on the lips and said lazily, "I can be a little more rogues." ”

Song Qingyu stiffened and raised her eyes: "You just kissed me?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Wenzhou bowed his head and wanted to kiss.

was covered by Song Qingyu's mouth.

The girl's voice was wet and soft, with a delicate voice that had just gotten up.

"You just kissed my feet!"

Fu Wenzhou snorted and laughed, cynically teasing: "Sister thinks of me or herself." ”

Song Qingyu's eyes widened, "I hate you!" ”

After speaking, he pushed Fu Wenzhou away, got up and got out of bed.

Fu Wenzhou looked at her back and couldn't help laughing.

He likes to see how angry she looks, how vivid and cute.

Song Qingyu didn't stay for a while, Fu Wenzhou stuck up like a sticky puppy, Congee Porridge waved his paws in protest, and was carried aside by Fu Wenzhou, "She's mine, why are you so close." ”

The porridge and porridge can't be beaten, and the anger is circling in place.

Song Qingyu rubbed her eyebrows: "If you don't do your job like this every day, aren't you afraid that Fu Tingshen will take the opportunity to enter?" ”

Fu Wenzhou played with Song Qingyu's long hair, sniffed it closely, and said in a lazy and frivolous tone: "He can't take my things." ”

Song Qingyu was stunned.

Fu Wenzhou lowered his head and buried her in her long hair, hugged her from behind and refused to let go: "Yuyu, don't look at it." ”

Song Qingyu sighed, if she was pestered by him like this for a day, then she wouldn't have to do anything.

Turning to look at him, "Go to work." ”

Fu Wenzhou: "? ”

Song Qingyu raised her eyelids lightly: "Do you want to go." ”

"......" Fu Wenzhou gritted his teeth and resigned himself to his fate: "I know, I'll go." ”

He kissed her reluctantly: "Wait for me at home obediently, don't go anywhere." ”

Song Qingyu chuckled: "You are so domineering." ”

Fu Wenzhou snorted coldly, and hugged her again before leaving.