Coming out of the Shen family, Fu Wenzhou had a smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Shen Guannan followed him and asked, "Happy to be like this?" Is the old man really willing to give it to you? ”

Fu Wenzhou opened the car door, put his arm on the top casually, and raised his sword eyebrows lightly: "I agreed." ”

Shen Guannan was really surprised this time: "I talked to the old man for a long time, and I scolded the white-eyed wolf for turning his elbow outward, and smashed me with an ashtray, how did you come to you, so easy to talk?" What did you exchange for the old man? ”

Fu Wenzhou glanced over: "When I married Song Qingyu, I gave the old man a cup of tea." ”

"That's it?"

"Or else?"

Shen Guannan twitched the corners of his mouth: "If Grandpa Gu and Grandpa Xu know about this, a few old men will have to quarrel again." ”

The corners of Fu Wenzhou's lips hooked, and he brushed aside Shen Guannan's hand holding the car window: "Toast a tea, I'll toast a cup by myself when the time comes." ”

Shen Guannan: "...... Terrible. ”

"Passing the prize." Fu Wenzhou turned around and got into the car.

Shen Guannan watched the vehicle out of sight, turned around and went back to the villa, and before he reached the living room, he heard that his grandfather didn't know who he was calling, and he looked proud and showing off.

"Wenzhou got married this year, but I have to sit on the upper seat and accept the tea ceremony of the two juniors...... That's right, Wen Zhou just came to my house and said it, and he also said that I am his own grandfather...... Old man Gu, I said a long time ago that Wenzhou is closest to me, what? He promised you too? Don't be jealous of me here, that's why you're talking nonsense! ”

Shen Guannan watched his grandfather get angrier and angrier the more he spoke, silently retracted the leg he had just stepped in, and then closed the door, away from the place of right and wrong.

-

Song Group.

A silver Martha parked at the door, the window was ajar, the man put his hand on the window, his arms were slightly protruding, and he was a pair of hands with a great sense of strength.

The bony fingers held a half-lit cigarette butt, and the fingertips dusted off the ashes casually.

The side face exposed by the car window is of good bones, and half of the eyebrows are painted in ink, from the corners of the eyes to the tail of the eyes, like the ink lines drawn in white.

gave birth to a pair of merry eyebrows and eyes, but the facial features were sharp and sharp, neutralizing the amorous flow but becoming more uninhibited.

Song Qingyu noticed the people in the car from a distance, and couldn't take her eyes off it for a while.

"Ma'am?"

It was Fu Bei next to her who reminded her that she came back to her senses.

"Let's go." Song Qingyu said softly.

Fu Bei said "um" and followed behind Song Qingyu, when he saw the Maserati parked not far away and the man in the car.

Fu Bei silently gave a two-word evaluation in his heart: Sao Bao.

Fu Wenzhou saw Song Qingyu coming, extinguished the cigarette, got out of the car, and the cool breeze at night blew away the smell of smoke on his body.

Fu Wenzhou actually didn't have any addiction to smoking, but he knew that Song Qingyu liked the cold smell of tobacco on his body.

Song Qingyu walked over and glanced at the cigarette butt in his hand: "I smoked a few today." ”

Fu Wenzhou stretched out his hand to pull the broken hair on her forehead behind her ear, and his tone was a gentle pampering that even he hadn't noticed: "Just this one, didn't you say that you only let me smoke one, where do I dare to smoke more." ”

Fu Wenzhou begged for a long time to ask for this cigarette, not because he wanted to smoke it, but mainly because he was worried about what Song Qingyu would do if he smelled the smoke on other men?

He is a very crisis-minded person.

Although many times this sense of crisis seems redundant.

Song Qingyu leaned closer and sniffed the smell on his body, it was very light, which she liked.

It doesn't seem to be much smoking.

Fu Wenzhou's eyes drooped slightly, staring at the furry head on his chest and not daring to move.

The Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse: "Yuzu, are you okay?" ”

Song Qingyu slowly moved back and distanced herself: "Well, go home." ”

Fu Wenzhou looked down at the position that Song Qingyu had just posted, and felt a little reluctant, a little regretful for what he had just asked.

In the car, Fu Wenzhou wanted to speak several times and stopped.

Seeing that he looked anxious and impatient, Song Qingyu stopped flipping through the documents in his hand, turned his head and asked him, "What do you want to say?" ”

Fu Wenzhou pretended to cover his lips and coughed lightly, and moved a little closer to Song Qingyu: "You're not afraid that I will smoke more?" Why don't you sniff it again and make sure. ”

Song Qingyu smiled, "I believe in you." ”

"......" Fu Wenzhou coughed again: "A man's mouth is a deceitful ghost, haven't you heard this?" ”

Song Qingyu frowned slightly: "How can anyone say that about themselves." ”

Fu Wenzhou leaned closer and put his arm on Song Qingyu's skin: "Grapefruit, you better smell it again." ”

Song Qingyu was speechless for a while, she is not a dog......

Fu Bei in front of him had long been speechless, but he had always been moody and expressionless, and he was forever expressionless, he reached out and pressed a button, and the partition in the car rose directly.

He really didn't want to listen any further.

No face.

Song Qingyu, who was in the back seat, felt inexplicably ashamed when she saw the partition rise, but she still buried her head in Fu Wenzhou's chest and sniffed it gently.

I'm afraid that he will mention it again later, and this time it will take an extra long time to smell it.

Fu Wenzhou's Adam's apple rolled and rolled, his muscles tensed unconsciously, and his eyes were dark and bottomless.

Song Qingyu blushed, and her voice was soft: "It's confirmed......"

Fu Wenzhou's voice was hoarse: "Smell it again, pomelo." ”

Song Qingyu's ears were hot, her neck was visibly dyed crimson, and the palm around her waist was hot, which made Song Qingyu's body soften a little, her eyes were full of mist, her lips opened slightly, and she slowly lowered her head closely.

The slightly hot snort lingered in Song Qingyu's ears, heavy and urgent.

Fu Wenzhou's voice was very hoarse, and his thin lips were against Song Qingyu's ear, but the words were not said to her.

"Fu Bei, stop, go down."

The car stepped on a sudden brake and stopped on the side of the road, Fu Bei is very good at finding a location, it is cool and secluded, and it is sparsely populated.

Fu Wenzhou directly took Song Qingyu into his arms, clasped the back of her neck with his big hand, and kissed her......