Fierce little loli: Husband gently teases

Those questioning words stuck in Song Yuwen's chest, making her look extremely strange.

Painful for a while, angry for a while, and hideous for a while, it looks like acting, with very rich expressions.

An Xinran sat across from her, and had a panoramic view of the changes in her expression.

Originally, she didn't have much interest in eating with this woman, but now that she looked so strange, she felt that she lost her appetite even more.

She was a little restless and kept making small movements.

She squeezed her fingers for a while, and looked out the window for a while. Before Song Yuwen returned to normal, she didn't even have the intention to move her chopsticks.

An Xinran's abnormality made Song Yuwen quickly realize her gaffe.

She adjusted her mood immediately, and forced an awkward smile on her stiff face.

"Ha, I'm sorry." Covering her mouth halfway, Song Yuwen said with the best gesture, "I just thought of some unhappy things and made you laugh. I'm sorry."

"it's okay no problem."

An Xinran immediately waved her hand and said, as if Song Yuwen's apology to her was superfluous, because she didn't need it at all.

"Then forgive me, and I will never do the same things again in the future."

With a smile on her face, Song Yuwen's smile was full of pleading, but it was hard for An Xinran, she really didn't know how Song Yuwen was sorry for her.

Let her forgive her, but she can't find a reason to forgive at all!

It's not that what this woman did is not worthy of her forgiveness, what's even more frightening is that she doesn't know how to forgive her at all! ! !

The villain in her heart was roaring, she wanted to drag Song Yuwen to ask her, what did she do that she had to forgive.

An Xinran was very active in her inner drama, but she couldn't see anything wrong on her face, so Song Yuwen thought that this woman had nothing to say.

With a wry smile, Song Yuwen said with a very lonely expression, "I knew it, I'm still not worthy of forgiveness." She looked down at An Xinran, making An Xinran think that she had done something wrong.

"I knew that if I did something wrong, it is not worthy of forgiveness, no matter how much I am sorry, it is useless.

It's all my fault, I shouldn't have done those excessive things back then. "

Every word and sentence can express Song Yuwen's current pain, which really makes people think that she has done something terrible.

However, it was hard for An Xinran who sat across from her and was told by her crying.

God knows, she really doesn't know why this woman is doing this, it's obviously nothing.

Somewhat at a loss, she looked around for a while, which was also to adjust her emotions. Song Yuwen hadn't come out of those sad emotions yet, and she herself collapsed.

Looking around, looking at those cold designs, An Xinran finally felt like a clear stream poured into her heart, calming her down a little.

Listening to Song Yuwen's tearful confession over there, An Xinran remained sullen until Song Yuwen finished.

Wiping her tears, Song Yuwen choked up her voice, looked at An Xinran with hazy eyes and said, "Why don't you speak?"

An Xinran, "..."

Does she still have room to speak? At this time, she has no possibility of interrupting at all!

With a stiff face, An Xinran just wanted to say one thing. Song Yuwen didn't give her any chance to speak from the beginning to the end, and she was also very helpless.

Rubbing her forehead halfway, An Xinran stroked her fingers again, and finally she said, "It's nothing, I just want to hear you finish."

After finishing speaking, An Xinran smiled shyly at Song Yuwen, as if she was a little embarrassed.

Song Yuwen's eyes were scalded by her smile, she couldn't help it.

Just now she had been telling her pain there, but after listening to this woman, she just said such a sentence to her, and she could still laugh, it was like watching her joke!
Thinking about these things indignantly in her heart, Song Yuwen's face turned green and pale for a while, and she knew how complicated her inner activities were.

An Xinran pretended not to notice, she bent her head down and ate her food wholeheartedly, she didn't know about other things.

In the end, Song Yuwen couldn't say anything, she had already lowered her posture so low, but this woman just pretended to be crazy and stupid, pretending that she didn't understand what she said.

In this way, all her efforts were in vain, so there was no need to continue talking to her.

Song Yuwen didn't intend to pretend in front of An Xinran how much she felt guilty about her, because this woman didn't appreciate it.

It's time to go home when the two of them are done with this not-so-pleasant and depressing meal.

Kicking, kicking, Song Yuwen stepped on a pair of high heels, making a lot of noise in this silent corridor.

An Xinran had no choice, her walking speed had always been relatively slow, and she didn't want to stay here alone, so she could only trot along with Song Yuwen.

As soon as she walked out a door, An Xinran felt that the environment here was much better than the place they stayed in just now.

There is also a reason for this. The place where they stayed just now, if they came with others, it should be very good.

Quiet environment, simple yet luxurious design style, there is not a single place that Xiaoman doesn't like.

But today she came with Song Yuwen, and now it's all right. No matter how good the environment inside is, it can't compare to the excitement outside. Whoever makes her stay with Song Yuwen, is depressing or depressing.

Focusing on this, An Xinran looked at the lively scene outside, and she could almost cry out of joy.

Song Yuwen was paying the bill over there, she didn't know what An Xinran was thinking, and she would have time to talk to An Xinran after she recovered.

With lotuses growing on the soles of her feet, and her steps are graceful, Song Yuwen walked towards An Xinran step by step in this lively and somewhat crowded environment.

Looking at it this way, An Xinran had to admit that if it wasn't for her, it would be the best ending for Song Yuwen to marry Fu Shaoxun.

This kind of rich young lady is probably Fu Shaoxun's good match, right?

An Xinran was in a trance for a while, and when she returned to normal, she found that Song Yuwen was standing in front of her, and she was looking at her with strange eyes.

"We can go." Song Yuwen looked at An Xinran suspiciously, but obviously she didn't want to talk to this woman, "My driver is here to pick me up, do I need to take you home?"

"No need." An Xinran shook her head and said gratefully, "I have someone to pick me up, you go first, I'll wait for a while."

It's best not to save her from staying with this woman! "Well, I'll go out first, and you should pay attention to safety."

"OK, bye."

"Goodbye."

After the two hurriedly said goodbye, An Xinran watched Song Yuwen disappear step by step in front of her.

finally left, huh...

I thought that I would continue to stay with this woman for a long time, so it would be best to leave.

An Xinran turned around twice in place, then glanced at the time, and she had a bottom line in her heart.

It was Fu's mother who sent her a message just now, asking her to wait outside for a while, and a driver will come to pick her up, but it is estimated that she will have to wait for a while.

After all, Fu's family is quite far from here, and it will take some time to start from home.

This meant that An Xinran would stay outside for a while.

……

Fu's family, Fu's mother is researching healthy recipes for her children.

She loves her grandchildren very much, and she wants to give them the best things in the world, and doesn't want them to suffer a little.

Compared with before, the sky is much gloomy, and Fu's mother's eyes are not as good as before.

Wearing a pair of glasses, she was in her bedroom, lighting a small lamp, quietly studying her recipes.

The rustling sound of turning the pages of a book appeared in this quiet bedroom from time to time, as if it could calm people's restless mind.

Father Fu came in from the outside, and he saw that the main light in the bedroom was not turned on, and his wife, whom he had loved all his life, was slowly flipping through a book under a small light.

With such a focused look, his wife didn't notice after he came in.

This feeling of being ignored is not good. Father Fu's eyes flickered for a moment, and then there was a look of sadness on that relatively dignified face.

"Hey..." Fu's father hugged Fu's mother's waist, which made her jump, "When did you come in?"

She didn't realize that the door was closed firmly, and then a person came beside her, and she was unconscious.

The man's head rubbed against his neck, like a big docile dog.

The hair swept back and forth on her chin and neck, which made Fu's mother feel itchy.

But she didn't hide aside, to be honest, she quite liked this feeling.

But she still has business to do, why would she let her husband make trouble by her side?
Patting his head, Fu's mother tilted her head a little to the side, so that her husband could lean on it more comfortably.

"What about the two children?"

Soft-spoken, Fu's mother now treats her husband like a child, she is simply coaxing.

After moving slightly, Father Fu replied, "Playing in the garden."

"Is no one watching?" Fu's mother was a little anxious, she straightened up a little, for fear that her two little grandchildren would not be taken care of.

When Fu's mother was in a hurry, Fu's father couldn't stand it anymore. He hurriedly pushed the person back to the original position, and then said softly, "The housekeeper is watching from the side, how come no one is taking care of him."

Touching the tip of his wife's nose, Father Fu seemed to be coaxing a child, and there was a slight reprimand in his words, "You are just too anxious, and you panic without thinking carefully."

After pushing the man back, Father Fu trapped his wife in his arms as if he was hugging his beloved toy and not letting go.

Fu's mother is such an old person, and she was taught like a child, and she couldn't hold back her face.

She blushed slightly, eager to skip this topic, she didn't want to be treated like a child.

Pushing her husband's hand tightly hugging her waist, Fu's mother said, "Where is the child, Xinran, hasn't he come back yet?"

Maybe the old man won't let her go today. If the two children cry at night, she's not sure she can coax them well.