ex-husband please go away

The body suddenly became warmer, Yu Bingqing let out a soft moan, and Fu Liangchuan's body became stiff, carefully waiting for the next move of the person in his arms.

However, she just moved, rubbed against his arms unconsciously, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Liangchuan chuckled, and casually threw the small blanket beside Fu Lianqing on Fu Lianqing's body, and then took Yu Bingqing into his arms.

Fu Liangchuan, whose body and brain were exhausted to the limit, fell into a deep sleep not long after, and his warm breath hit Yu Bingqing's cheeks. At some point, the arms of the two were intertwined, as if No grudges at all.

The afternoon sun is always very short. Not long after Fu Liangchuan fell asleep, the sunlight outside the window moved towards the horizon more and more, and the temperature in the room also began to drop.

Yu Bingqing felt that her back was cold, but the front of her body was unusually warm. The obvious difference made her sleep even more uneasy. When she opened her eyes in doubt, what came into her eyes was... Fu Liangchuan's face.

He was probably extremely tired, Yu Bingqing's violent tremor did not wake him up, the two of them were too close, Fu Liangchuan's chest was close in front of his eyes, and the sound of a firm and powerful heartbeat came from his ears, very clearly.

Yu Bing regained her composure, and pushed him without thinking, but even so, Fu Liangchuan only moved slightly, and then fell asleep again as if in a coma.

...She remembered that this person had a fever yesterday?

Yu Bingqing looked at him for a while, and finally reached out to touch his forehead, feeling it for a while before withdrawing. Although the temperature was not as scary as yesterday, it should still have a low fever.

He is really a responsible and good boss who can still get up and go to work after being sick like this.

I don't know whether it's ridicule or distress, Yu Bingqing gently grabbed his arm, covered him with a blanket, and then got up and went to the kitchen.

Fu Liangchuan was awakened by the smell in the kitchen, he got up and walked towards the kitchen, until he saw Yu Bingqing's back busy in an apron, he was still in a trance.

In the past, Yu Bingqing often cooked by himself. There was an aunt at home, but after Luo Rou accidentally ate Yu Bingqing's food, she begged him to let Yu Bingqing cook every day.

At that time, he intended to take revenge on "Yu Bingjie", so even though he felt that Luo Rou was favored and arrogant, he did not refuse.

But he seldom ate it. How disgusted he was at the beginning, and how regretful and painful he was afterwards.

Three years later, he saw such a figure from behind again in a half-dream and half-awake... He suddenly felt that everything was worth it.

"woke up?"

Yu Bingqing heard the movement behind her, turned her head to look at him, and pouted in the direction of the table, "Go and take the medicine."

He obediently walked to the table, poured himself a glass of water, raised his head and took the medicine, then walked to the kitchen door and looked at Yu Bingqing silently.

Yu Bingqing was staring intently at the porridge in the pot, her hands were raw from not cooking for a long time, but the taste should be okay.

He closed the lid with satisfaction, took off his gloves, and was about to turn around when he turned his head to meet Fu Liangchuan's deep eyes, taking a panoramic view of those affectionate eyes.

"What are you doing?" Yu Bingqing was taken aback and said angrily.

"I just want to look at you." Fu Liangchuan smiled lightly, suppressing the piercing pain in his heart, and kept his composure. Turning around to look at the contents of the pot, Yu Bingqing's petite body was almost covered by her whole body.

"It tastes good." Fu Liangchuan boasted.

"...Nonsense." Yu Bingqing was trembling from the breath he sprayed on her neck, and the scene of embracing and falling asleep just now came to mind again, and before Fu Liangchuan could push her away, she quickly took a step to the right, Distance yourself from Fu Liangchuan.

Fu Liangchuan's eyes darkened, and he turned his head slightly to look at her. Even though he didn't say a word, she could still feel that he was full of grievances.

What is he wronged?baffling……

Yu Bingqing returned to the living room as if fleeing, picked up Fu Lianqing who had woken up, and pretended to touch the child's back: "Lianqing, are you hungry? Mommy made porridge."

"Hungry—" Fu Lianqing dragged out her voice, half-closed her eyes and leaned into Yu Bingqing's arms, smelling the scent of her own mommy nostalgicly.

Fu Liangchuan walked out of the kitchen. When he looked up and saw this picture, his face turned dark. Fu Lianqing, who instinctively sensed the danger, opened his eyes suddenly. He lay on Yu Bingqing's shoulders and met Fu Liangchuan's gaze. The father and son's eyes widened. After looking at Xiaoyan for a long while, it turned out that Fu Lianqing was defeated in the end.

"Should Mummy take you to dinner?" Yu Bingqing didn't feel the confrontation between the father and son, and asked when the time was about to come.

Contrary to her expectations, Fu Lianqing obediently withdrew from her arms, got up by herself, and emphasized in an extremely obedient and sensible way: "I'm a big child, I can eat by myself."

"Lianqing is so good!" Seeing her child so caring and sensible, Yu Bingqing sighed, hugged the child and smacked her delicate face again.

……

Fu Lianqing smiled and kissed Yu Bingqing back, completely forgetting her jealous father.

The atmosphere of the next meal was also extremely weird. Fu Liangchuan kept his face cold and silent. Fu Lianqing, who was very lively at the beginning, also began to lower his head quietly in the end, like an eggplant beaten by frost, hanging his head and not speaking.

Yu Bingqing felt that her stomach stones were about to be eaten, so she gave Fu Liangchuan a hard look and asked Fu Lianqing, "Is Lianqing full?"

"Well, I'm full."

The child nodded and looked at Fu Liangchuan cautiously. Seeing that he hadn't finished eating, he could only sit obediently and wait.

"Aren't you going to the set tomorrow?" Just when Yu Bingqing thought that Fu Liangchuan was going to eat in peace until the end of time, Fu Liangchuan finally spoke.

She was taken aback for a moment, and then replied: "Well, in order to meet the schedule, I will live in the crew,"

She had actually been thinking about the latter sentence for a whole day, but she never had the chance to say it.

"I can pick you up, the hotel is not safe." Fu Liangchuan put down the spoon, looked up and said seriously.

"There's nothing unsafe about the hotel, we all live together." Yu Bingqing didn't take it seriously, and for her at the moment, the question of whether it's safe or not is not in her consideration at all, as long as she can leave here in a legitimate way , nothing else matters.

"...can you listen to me once?"

Fu Liangchuan felt that his head was starting to ache again, and he couldn't help but want to get angry because of his aggrieved mood, but the big one and the small one in front of him were the ones he couldn't bear to get angry with at the moment.

"The filming cycle of this drama is short, and it is convenient for everyone that I live in a hotel. If you are worried about the children, I have already made an agreement with Lianqing. I will come back to see him twice a week." Yu Bingqing said seriously, She didn't like that she didn't have any right to make decisions, and she didn't like that the person who deprived her of her rights was Fu Liangchuan.

Like a hedgehog covered in thorns, when facing Fu Liangchuan, Yu Bingqing always turned his sharp side towards him.

She knew it in her heart, but she didn't think there was anything wrong. This was a knot, and only when she understood it and thought about it, could she untie it.

"Qiao Yiyi will be released on bail soon, and I'm afraid something will happen." Fu Liangchuan paused for a while, and finally, as if compromising, he told her the reason for his insistence, and completely confessed his anxiety in front of her.

"In broad daylight, she can't do anything to me, right? Besides, after what happened last time, if she intentionally hurts her next time, it's possible to sentence her to 20 years in prison. She's not that stupid, is she?"

Yu Bingqing gently raised her eyelids, and seriously refuted Fu Liangchuan's words, even though Fu Liangchuan had already shown obvious worries...she still didn't care.

Fu Liangchuan suddenly discovered that Yu Bingqing was not against him on purpose, but subconsciously, she was refuting everything about him.

"No, I don't agree."

"Why do you?" Yu Bingqing was angry, but she didn't show her anger too clearly in front of the child.

"No reason, I'm happy."

Since there was no way to communicate, and since she would never think about the problem from his point of view, she would use this kind of coercion that he disdained to use. If she wanted to refute, it would depend on whether she had the ability.

"..."

Yu Bingqing watched him get up and leave, trembling with anger, looking at the table full of leftovers, wishing to lift the table to vent her anger.

Fu Lianqing didn't dare to show his anger, and when Fu Liangchuan walked out of their sight, he pulled Yu Bingqing's sleeve, looked at Yu Bingqing's face, and spoke for Fu Liangchuan: "Daddy must be for Mommy's good."

But she doesn't need him to be nice to her!
One person suppressed all the negative energy in her heart, and while cleaning the kitchen, she told herself over and over again: as long as she established her own studio, as long as she left the current company, as long as she was independent enough, she could completely get rid of Fu Liangchuan up.

At that time, she will not participate in any projects invested by Fu Liangchuan, and will not meet Fu Lianqing again on anything other than Fu Lianqing!
Fu Liangchuan, who came back to the study alone, squeezed the pain between his brows and took a deep breath for a long time, until there was no movement downstairs—Yu Bingqing carried the child back to the room, and then he raised his head, his eyes were blood red Here, only a helpless compromise is left.

He picked up the phone and sent it to the producer of Yubing Qingxin.

"Boss Fu? It's so late, what's the matter?" the producer who was about to relax and enjoy the nightlife asked in trepidation.

"Where did you choose the shooting location?" Fu Liangchuan's voice was cold, and he couldn't hear the emotion, which actually made the producer's heart hang in his throat even higher.

"Wuliang Film and Television City in the north of the city... What, is there any problem here?" The producer trembled, never expecting that Fu Liangchuan, who had never asked about this before, would specifically call him to ask him this question.

"Do a good job of keeping it secret. If you don't have enough security personnel, I'll send you more people." Fu Liangchuan sighed, but still didn't specifically order to protect Yu Bingqing.

"...Okay, Mr. Fu don't worry." The producer was confused, but still responded.