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

In the past few days, Jian Changqing has been in a sensitive state. Ever since she began to feel that Fu Nianchen's behavior was a little strange, she began to be a little sensitive to Fu Nianchen's cell phone ringtone.

Every time Fu Nianchen's bell rang at home, Jian Changqing's heart would tighten. She also knew that she might be a little surprised, but such a situation had never happened to Fu Nianchen.

During this time, he was always very busy, with non-stop calls and text messages every day.What concerned Jian Changqing the most was that Fu Nianchen would act a little wrong when facing certain calls and messages, either hanging up or avoiding her.

Jian Changqing also tried to pretend to ask him casually, but every time Fu Nianchen used various excuses to cover it up, either saying that he made a wrong call, or that it was an advertising sales call, and it was an unimportant call, so ignore it.

But such a reason can't be hidden from her at all, because Fu Nianchen always takes his mobile phone with him no matter where he goes. Several times, Jian Changqing looked at his mobile phone and wanted to see what happened.

Jian Changqing also knew that there must be something else in Fu Nianchen's heart, but she couldn't guess it.Since Fu Nianchen didn't plan to tell her, she didn't plan to ask him either.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Jian Changqing went back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room, helping the auntie to prepare the dishes.Fu Nianchen, on the other hand, was sitting on the floor, holding Little Pudding and watching Disney movies, waiting for her to call for dinner.

"Ding ding dong dong..."

Jian Changqing, who was about to pick up the plate, paused when she heard the voice, and stood at the door of the kitchen without going out. She raised her head and looked at Fu Nianchen over there.

Fu Nianchen picked up Little Pudding, put her aside, then glanced at the caller ID of the phone, and then walked out of the balcony quickly holding the phone.Jian Changqing watched Fu Nianchen look back in the direction of the kitchen before walking to the balcony.

This glance seemed to be avoiding something.

Are you avoiding her?But Jian Changqing didn't understand that she had been with Fu Nianchen for such a long time, and Fu Nianchen's attitude towards her was always calm.And now?what is sheAnd trouble him to be careful everywhere in order to avoid himself?
But all of these together don't make sense. If Fu Nianchen doesn't care about her, how can he care about all her troubles?If it wasn't because he cared, how could a person like him shed tears for her casually?

Maybe... Fu Nianchen also has his own difficulties.

Thinking of this, Jian Changqing glanced at the balcony again.Fu Nianchen had finished listening to the phone call and was walking into the house.Jian Changqing took a breath, took the plate that had been in her hand for a while, and put it on the dining table.

"Nian Chen! Little Pudding! Come over for dinner!" Jian Changqing yelled into the hall.

Fu Nianchen walked up to little pudding, hugged little pudding in his arms, and then walked towards the dining table.There was no unhappy expression on Fu Nianchen's face, but a look of happiness on the contrary.

Looking at Fu Nianchen in front of her, Jian Changqing secretly thought, maybe she was thinking too much?
After Jian Changqing returned from the detention center, the bond between the two seemed to have disappeared.After this time of panic, both Jian Changqing and Fu Nianchen cherished each other even more.

So logically, Fu Nianchen asked Jian Changqing to move back to their previous room, but Jian Changqing couldn't find any reason to refuse.

In this way, the two became a relationship of sharing the same bed again.

There are only two people breathing in the room at night, of course there is some lingering.Jian Changqing still took a shower early, leaned against the head of the bed, swiped her phone, and waited for Fu Nianchen to come back from the study.

"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" It was already eleven o'clock when Fu Nianchen came in, which was a bit late for Jian Changqing.

But compared to the first few days, Fu Nianchen went from wishing to go to bed as soon as he had a full meal at eight o'clock, to the current state where he had to stay in the study room until eleven or two o'clock every night, which really made her Can not help but have some doubts.

The study was closely attached to the bedroom, and sometimes, Fu Nianchen could be heard answering the phone next to him, but the sound insulation of the room was really good, and he couldn't make out a word.

"Well, I'm waiting for you." Jian Changqing replied, then raised her head inadvertently and asked, "You seem to be very busy recently, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with the company? Or is there some other trouble?"

Jian Changqing's voice was very gentle, as if coaxing Little Pudding.Fu Nianchen was flipping through his pajamas beside him, and was about to take a bath.Jian Changqing saw that his hand that was rummaging for a while paused, and then said, "No, everything is fine."

"Ding dong." A short reminder came from Fu Nianchen's cell phone.Fu Nianchen stopped rummaging through his clothes, took out his cell phone, took a look, and then stuffed it back into his pocket.

Jian Changqing frowned, held back the impatience in her heart, and asked with concern: "Who is still sending you messages so late? Are you afraid of being fired?"

Fu Nianchen picked up the pajamas he found in his hand, and was about to go to the bathroom. He looked at Jian Changqing who was on the bed, and smiled dryly: "Hehe, no, they are all salesmen, asking me to buy an apartment in the Fifth Ring Road. Who cares? ah."

Fu Nianchen didn't want to say it, and Jian Changqing didn't feel comfortable asking. She looked down at her phone, and gave a soft "hmm", as if she agreed.

Fu Nianchen took out the mobile phone from his pocket, put it on the table, and went to the bathroom.

Jian Changqing pricked up her ears, listening to the sound of the shower water in the bathroom, and then quietly got out of bed without even wearing slippers.

Jian Changqing stood in front of the table, looking at the familiar mobile phone in front of her. When the answer was in front of her eyes, she began to hesitate.

Fu Nianchen's mobile phone has a password set, and the password is nothing to guess, it is Jian Changqing's birthday.At that time, Little Pudding said a lot of bitter things about Fu Nianchen.

But Jian Changqing didn't know why, when the answer she wanted to come out was in front of her, she began to be afraid, afraid that the answer inside was something she didn't want.That kind of disappointment contrary to expectations is much more serious than sudden disappointment.

To see, or not to see?
Autumn has already begun, and Jiangcheng is very cool at night. The bleakness that is unique to autumn makes people feel a little lonely.Jian Changqing's feet were so cold on the smooth floor that she felt that her fingertips were completely chilled.

Gritting her teeth, Jian Changqing moved her arm slowly towards the top of the phone, but stopped before her fingertips were about to touch the screen.This kind of suspicion is unacceptable for her, right?Anyone who loses trust between lovers is like a tortoise missing half of its shell. Everyone is missing, and there is no sense of security.

The sound of the shower in the bathroom was still ringing, Fu Nianchen seemed to be in a pretty good mood, and hummed a song in it: "Why can't I sleep, and you don't know how to save me~" Intermittent singing came from the bathroom, floating It drifted into Jian Changqing's ears.

Obviously Fu Nianchen has such a machismo character, but most of the time he will act like a boy who hasn't grown up yet.A kind word from Jian Changqing made him a cupcake and made him happy all day.But today, it seems that she made Fu Nianchen his favorite mango-flavored snowskin mooncake.

Thinking of this, Jian Changqing's hand inadvertently began to retract again.This kind of Fu Nianchen, Fu Nianchen who has all his emotions involved in him, what else is there to doubt?
Jian Changqing's heart suddenly relaxed a lot, and she even blamed herself for being too idle these days, thinking too much.Let yourself be melancholy for a long time.

Only at this time did Jian Changqing feel that the soles of her feet were getting cold. In order to reduce the contact area between her soles and the cold floor, she tiptoed gently, intending to return to the bed quickly.But just as she weighed her feet and turned around to walk back, the mobile phone behind her rang with a "ding dong".

There is still no unlock interface on the phone screen.But Jian Changqing still saw the content of the message: "I had a great time today, see you tomorrow."

Jian Changqing's breathing was stagnant, and the good mood she just wanted to feel suddenly felt a bit like a parachute. The soles of her feet were attached to the floor again, which suddenly cleared her mind.

The sender of the information is a string of numbers without a name.But it doesn't look like the first contact with Fu Nianchen, nor the sales information that Fu Nianchen said.If she insisted on saying yes, Jian Changqing would not believe the lie.After all, she really had never seen anyone who was selling insurance or products would tell someone on a phone number made up in the first place that she would see her tomorrow.

Jian Changqing was still standing in front of the table blankly, her mind was in a mess, like a ball of freshly stirred paste.But she couldn't allow her to think about it, the sound of splashing water in the bathroom had stopped, she didn't want Fu Nianchen to know that she had doubts about him.This would definitely disappoint him, she didn't want to see Fu Nianchen's disappointed expression.

Jian Changqing walked quickly to the side of the bed, leaned back to the position just now, grabbed the phone casually, and put on the pose that Fu Nianchen saw when he entered the door.Her mind was like a movie full of barrage, the black background was filled with white characters, all with the same sentence: I had a good time today, see you tomorrow.

Jian Changqing didn't know what was wrong with her, she always felt that it was impossible for a man to say such words.In fact, this kind of words will not come from a man's mouth, unless it is a lover relationship.no reason?It should be impossible for Fu Nianchen to like men, after all, Jian Changqing can see how much he cares about him now.

The door of the bathroom opened, and a burst of moist and warm air wrapped around Fu Nianchen. In addition, there was the smell of Zu Malone lime shower gel.

Seeing Fu Nianchen walking towards her while wiping the water drops from her hair, Jian Changqing couldn't help but feel a little guilty.She pretended to lower her head inadvertently, swiping her phone with her fingers, but her eyes followed Fu Nianchen's movements.