One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

In the end, Jian Changqing couldn't hold back her screams, and kept begging for mercy from the people around her.

It's just that the swing never stopped, instead, it tended to swing higher and higher, and Jian Changqing's screams became louder and louder, until all behind her were her shocking screams.

Jian Changqing felt that this process took as long as a century, and when the swing returned to calm, she actually felt like she was alive after a catastrophe.

"Is it fun?" Fu Nianchen obviously enjoyed it.

Jian Changqing wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes. The look of fear had not completely receded from her face. When she heard the words next to her ear, she looked over sadly. She didn't even notice that her eyes were wet There was accusation in Run's eyes, which seemed to have no power at all, but seemed to be coquettish to someone close to him.

Fu Nianchen stood up without waiting for Jian Changqing's response, "Come in when you've had enough fun."

After speaking, he took the lead in entering the house.

Jian Changqing had gradually become accustomed to Fu Nianchen's uncertainty, and after calming down, he followed.

Fu Nianchen sat on the sofa, in front of him was the luggage brought by Jian Changqing.

"Auntie comes over at noon every day. If you don't want to clean up by yourself, then wait for Auntie to come over tomorrow." Fu Nianchen continued, "I don't want other people to be around during my private time."

Fu Nianchen is a person who pays great attention to the private area, not to mention that it is a private space like home, and he doesn't want to be disturbed by others, so the aunts he hires come to clean up at a fixed time, and during that time period, he is usually at the company and not at home .

"No, I can do it myself." She didn't bring many things, just some daily necessities and clothes, so she didn't need to take a lot of trouble to get them cleaned up.

"If you need anything else, just tell Assistant Xu, this is his contact information." Fu Nianchen handed over a business card, Assistant Xu is his special assistant, whether in private or on business.

Jian Changqing took it, glanced at it and put it in his pocket.

"Then which room do I live in?" There are many rooms in the house. Before Fu Nianchen, the owner, came back, she didn't dare to walk around and look around.

Fu Nianchen raised his eyebrows, "There is only one room at home."

The meaning is already obvious, except for that room, there is no other room for Jian Changqing to live in.

Jian Changqing's body tensed up. She had already prepared for what would happen when she lived in Fu Nianchen's house, but when things came to an end, she was still not as carefree and indifferent as she thought.

"It's in the first room in front." Looking at Fu Nianchen and seeing Jian Changqing not moving, "Need me to show you the way?"

Jian Changqing pulled up the suitcase, "I can go there by myself."

"Let me take you there. I don't like people messing with my things." After speaking, Fu Nianchen got up and walked towards the room he mentioned.

The room is very simple and elegant, and you can see the taste of the owner of the room.

Fu Nianchen pointed to the wardrobe, "I can give you the empty space, and your cloakroom is on the other side."

Fu Nianchen's house is big enough to store Jian Changqing's things.

"Can you cook?" Fu Nianchen asked again.

Jian Changqing nodded. Like girls of the same age, she likes food, and also likes to make food with her own hands. She tries to make all kinds of food to satisfy her appetite.

"There are ingredients in the refrigerator, and I'll leave it to you to take care of the dinner." Fu Nianchen used the tone of giving a task.

Jian Changqing didn't feel any discomfort at all, she also had to eat, and Fu Nianchen's share was to do more at most.