Jiang Xiaohan re-entered the quilt with a kiss mark.

was pushed off the bed by Fu Rin's hand.

Indifferent and ruthless, turning his face and not recognizing people.

She fell onto the woolen blanket and cried out, "It hurts." ”

Fu Rin turned a deaf ear, got up and dressed, the vigorous and powerful texture texture was very sexy, and there was a small circle of tooth marks on the broad shoulders, which showed how intense it was just now.

He opened his hand, Jiang Xiaohan took the initiative to step forward, knelt down in front of him, raised his head and tied the buttons for him pitifully.

"Who taught it?" His voice was indifferent and emotionless.

Jiang Xiaohan bit her lip and replied to the question: "Three-year-old children who tie buttons know it." ”

The question is about drugging.

The answer is fresh.

Fu Rin's cold eyes swept slightly, glancing at her bare buttocks, and the slap marks on it were very obvious.

I hit it when I did it just now.

His gaze was glaring, frivolous and dangerous, and finally fixed on her slightly pale face.

Jiang Xiaohan knew that he was probably thinking about why he didn't slap her a few more times on the bed just now.

"Beating in bed is fun, beating under the bed is domestic violence," Jiang Xiaohan made a strong move and swallowed his saliva, "Don't you can't afford to play." ”

Fu Rin's reply was to stuff a bank card into her chest and be cold: "This month's living expenses." ”

"How many?"

"20,000."

Jiang Xiaohan stared at Fu Rin's back as he left without hesitation, his drooping face was a little lonely, he took out the bank card from his chest and said, "Thank you, second brother." ”

Fu Rin didn't like her.

I can't talk about disgust, but I really don't like it.

She was only glad that Fu Rin stared at her this time, and there was no boredom and impatience in her eyes.

It was already half past two in the afternoon when I returned to the Fu family's villa.

Jiang Xiaohan entered the door, changed his shoes at the entrance, and just turned to the living room, but saw an acquaintance.

It's very difficult.

"Mom."

Jiang Xiaohan walked over obediently, put the bag on the side, took the initiative to pour a cup of hot tea and handed it to Fu's mother, and smiled lightly: "Why are you here?" ”

Fu Rong swept Jiang Xiaohan's arm that was trembling because of the heat, indifferent, and deliberately made it difficult: "It's only been a month since I got married, and I really think of myself as a Fu family." ”

The cup was too hot for a long time, her hand was crooked, the cup fell on the table, and the hot tea splashed on Fu Rong's skirt.

Fu Rong slapped him: "There is no tutor." ”

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When Fu Rin went home, Jiang Xiaohan knelt at the door of the entrance with peanuts.

Peanut shells and soybeans in one place.

Kneeling, she was crooked and staggered, unable to stabilize her body.

I just cried, and when I heard the movement, I raised my head, and I happened to look at Fu Rin's cold face.

She lowered her head, the tails of her eyes were red, and she shouted aggrievedly: "Second brother." ”

There is also a slap mark on the delicate face.

Fu Rin didn't see it, his eyes turned and fell on the sofa in the living room: "Why are you here?" ”

Fu Rong was completely different to Fu Rin, courteous, warm, considerate, and took the initiative to help Fu Rin peel a plate of grapes: "I'll come and see you." ”

Entrance point.

Fu Rin wants to change his shoes.

Fu Rong glanced at Jiang Xiaohan coldly: "Dead?" ”

Jiang Xiaohan stirred his hands, hesitated for a moment, bit his lip, and carefully placed the slippers in front of Fu Rin.

It's a pity that Fu Rin didn't wear what she took at all, he took it himself and put it on, swept past her and walked in: "Don't come here if it's okay." ”

The words were said to Fu Rong.

Fu Rong had an excellent attitude towards her son and asked, "Is there something wrong with the company today?" ”

"You don't understand," Fu Rin's tone was flat, his cold face didn't have much emotion, only his eyes were filled with extreme calmness, "I have time to go to the hospital to see Dad." ”

Fu Rong said: "Your father doesn't like the hospital, let me pick a time to pick him up." ”

Fu Rin saw the tea stains on the table, swept Fu Rong's skirt that had not yet dried, and said, "I'll send someone to arrange it." ”

Two mothers and sons chatted, one sentence per person.

Jiang Xiaohan knelt not far away, her weak and pitiful figure shrunk into a ball, her stomach was growling with hunger, she hadn't even drunk saliva from morning to now.

Hungry, she reached out to pick up the peanuts on the ground, peeling them and stuffing them into her mouth.

Last night, he was dressed like a beast, and today he was as cold as ice, and he took advantage of all the good things, and he didn't give her a look.

"This weekend, let's go home." Fu Rong said with a smile.

Fu Rin saw Jiang Xiaohan's movements, casually shifted his gaze, and said, "Something?" ”

Fu Rong: "You forgot?" Uncle Su's daughter came back from abroad and didn't go home, so she came to Ningcheng as a guest first. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaohan swallowed peanuts for a moment.

Pimping people is so blatant.

She, the newlywed wife, really has no status.

Fu Rin didn't nod or refuse: "I met Mrs. Cao this morning and said that I left a card for you in the beauty salon, and I want you to have time to go over and have a look." ”

Fu Rong was happy: "Okay." ”