Song Qingyu put away the ointment, turned around and scooped a spoonful of porridge, trying to avoid the topic.

Fu Wenzhou didn't give up: "Like is like, what do you mean by that?" ”

Song Qingyu is a little big, her feelings are not abundant, she grew up in the Song family's environment of little affection and profit, her energy is focused on revenge, and now, Fu Wenzhou and the balance of revenge have long been tilted.

Fu Wenzhou is of course important to her.

But if she separates one day, Song Qingyu will not be like Fu Wenzhou who can't live, in her cognition, this world will turn the same way without anyone.

At present, they have not broken up, and Song Qingyu will naturally put him first.

After thinking about it, she looked at him again, "Didn't I say I liked you before, why did you ask again?" ”

Fu Wenzhou snorted, of course he had to ask, this is a thing that needs to be confirmed repeatedly, what if she doesn't like herself one day?

Of course, he had to make sure she liked him as much today as she did yesterday to be at ease.

Fu Wenzhou made a request: "You must like me a little more every day than yesterday." ”

Song Qingyu: "......"

She didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore and turned her head to drink porridge.

Fu Wenzhou squatted in front of her, like a large dog, porridge porridge lying on his lap, one person and one dog, staring at him.

After a few sips, Song Qingyu finally couldn't stand such a warm look, and replied in a muffled voice: "Got it." ”

The corners of Fu Wenzhou's narrow eyes slowly curved, and he picked up the porridge and sat next to her.

After a while, Song Qingyu said, "Fu Wenzhou." ”

"Hmm." Fu Wenzhou answered lazily.

Song Qingyu looked at him: "Do you want the love between us to be equal." ”

Fu Wenzhou's eyes lit up, "Of course." ”

Song Qingyu nodded: "Then I love you a little more every day, and you love me less every day, is it okay?" ”

Fu Wenzhou's face froze suddenly.

Song Qingyu tried to reason with him: "In this way, our love will slowly be reciprocal." ”

Fu Wenzhou sneered: "You still have to manage people's shit and fart." ”

Song Qingyu's face darkened: "I'm eating." ”

Fu Wenzhou was angry and didn't want to pay attention to her, he shouldn't mention this stubble, and if he did, he would be angry with himself.

Seeing that he was angry, Song Qingyu lowered his eyes and muttered: "Stupid, love me less every day, and you won't cry when you go to my tombstone in the future." ”

After the meal, Fu Wenzhou seemed to forget all the unpleasantness just now, and came over to pester her again.

Song Qingyu was forced to sit on his lap to deal with the documents, and his eyes were a little helpless: "Don't make trouble, I still have to be busy." ”

Fu Wenzhou buried it in her neck, greedily sniffing the fragrance on her body, he liked the smell very much, "Yuyu, do you know what I was thinking when I first came here." ”

Without waiting for Song Qingyu to answer, Fu Wenzhou continued: "The moment I stepped in, I knew that one day, I would be here, the kitchen where you cook, the bathroom where you bathed, your bed, your desk, and every corner of your room ...... you."

The man chuckled lowly, and his voice was hoarse: "Do crying." ”

Faced with his sudden yellow tone, Song Qingyu's eyes moved, and he suddenly closed the document in his hand and looked back at him: "Do you want to try it?" ”

"Huh?"

"Desk, haven't tried it yet."

“…… Grass! ”

The shadows of the trees outside the window were swaying, and the sound of the wind poured in through the cracks, intertwining with the wheezing in the house, Song Qingyu was changed into several postures, the corners of her eyes were wet, crying and begging for mercy.

Fu Wenzhou coaxed in a hoarse voice: "Yuzu is good, it will make you comfortable." ”

Song Qingyu was exhausted, and slept until midnight, the whole person seemed to be reassembled, this affair started with her, but she couldn't stop shouting.

This man is like a wolf dog that has just opened meat, and he climbs up endlessly, and refuses to give her a good time, and he has to coax her that he is afraid of breaking her.

When he thought of those words that made people blush and heartbeat, Song Qingyu's face was as red as if it had been cooked.

Annoyed and angry, holding his breath in his heart, he wanted to go to Fu Wenzhou for trouble.

Why is she tired every time, but he can still be alive.

It's not fair.

But Song Qingyu supported her sore body and went out to look for it, but she didn't find Fu Wenzhou.

Fu Wenzhou was not at home, and the fact that she didn't report where to go made her feel slightly unhappy, and even she didn't notice her frowning eyebrows, but her mood dropped sharply.

She turned back to the room and found her mobile phone, and after confirming again that there was no message he sent to her on the phone, Song Qingyu's face became more and more cold because of the shy red that had completely dissipated afterwards.

She casually put on her coat and sat on the sofa in the living room, her eyes fixed on the clock on the wall.

When the hand points to 2, the door lock rings.

"Welcome to Song Qingyu and Fu Wenzhou's home."

Fu Wenzhou pushed the door in, wrapped in the biting cold wind, carefully took out the things in his arms, and tested the temperature with his palm on the edge of the box.

It's still hot.

The corners of Fu Wenzhou's lips hooked, and he reached out to turn on the light.

As soon as the lights came on, Fu Wenzhou saw Song Qingyu sitting on the sofa holding his knees.

His eyebrows suddenly twisted, and he walked over and squatted in front of her in three or two steps: "Why did you get up?" It's cold outside, go back to bed. ”

Song Qingyu didn't move, her eyes looked at him for a moment.

Fu Wenzhou was so frightened by her that he thought carefully about whether he had done anything crazy recently, and after carefully confirming that there was not, he spoke: "Sister~"

Anyway, if you didn't do anything wrong, you didn't provoke anyone, so you can call my sister first.

According to his experience, his sister is better than anything else at critical moments.

Sure enough, Song Qingyu slowly spoke, and her tone carried an accusation that she was not aware of: "You went out." ”

"Huh?"

"Didn't tell me." She spoke again.

Fu Wenzhou looked inexplicable: "You're sleeping." ”

Song Qingyu took a breath: "You didn't send me a message either." ”

Fu Wenzhou was dumbfounded.

Song Qingyu paused, as if explaining her behavior and comparing herself with him: "You would have told me before. ”

Fu Wenzhou paused for a moment, and a layer of surprise and joy gradually appeared in his eyes: "You are angry because you didn't see me when you got up?" ”

Song Qingyu didn't say anything.

Fu Wenzhou stood up suddenly, and walked back and forth twice with a very happy look, "I know!" You have long loved me and can't help yourself, so I left for a while, and you care about it. Sister, admit it, you just love me. ”

Song Qingyu frowned, wanting to remind him that he had mistaken the point.

But Mad Dog obviously didn't mean to stop, "Yuzu, you can't love me like that right now." ”

“？”

"You love me like this now, what will you do when it's full then? I said that I would love me a little more every day. ”

“……”

Fu Wenzhou looked very distressed. He was already tall and big, and as soon as he stood in front of Song Qingyu, the whole person could block all the light in front of her.

Song Qingyu took a deep breath, deeply realizing how outrageous it was for her to be here with a second ha.

She silently put on her slippers, reached out and pulled the person aside, and walked to the bedroom.

Fu Wenzhou hurriedly caught up, and didn't forget to pick up the bag on the dinner table: "Grapefruit, Xu Zezhan's family has a new chef, and he is very good at cooking Cantonese food, I haven't learned this cuisine for the time being, so I went to Xu's house and asked someone to make some for you to bring back." ”

Song Qingyu stopped and said incredulously: "You went to someone else's house at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night to ask the chef to get up and cook?" ”

"I gave him five times his salary." Fu Wenzhou didn't think there was anything wrong, and took out the thermos box like a treasure: "I have been cooking all the way, and it is still hot." ”