Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

Xiaohong felt that her face was swollen, but she only had Wen Qian's face in her eyes, and she felt much better after imagining it. Didn't Wen Qian beat her just because she couldn't understand her?
Fu Yicheng wanted to keep Xiaohong and investigate the people behind her. If Wen Qian broke her, how would he interrogate her.

Xiao Hong was so uncooperative, Wen Qian was about to slap her for the second time but was stopped by Fu Yicheng, he felt sorry for Wen Qian's hand.

Wen Qian looked at him in disbelief: "You stop me?" Didn't you mean that you didn't know her?It's only the second slap and you can't bear it?
Fu Yicheng didn't expect that he would be misunderstood for Wen Qian's benefit, and before he could explain, she shook Wen Qian's hand away.

Wen Qian took a deep look at Fu Yicheng, ignored Xiao Hong who was secretly happy, and ran out of the basement.

Xiao Hong smiled proudly: "Yi Cheng, you really care about me."

Fu Yicheng didn't want to say a word when he was disgusted, and chased him out without stopping for a second.

Just as Xiao Hong was enjoying herself, Fu Yicheng's ruthless voice was heard.

"Destroy her face." He would not let another woman have Wen Qian's face, or something like that.

He also felt awkward looking at the expressionless response under his hands, which ruined Zheng He's intentions, lest he would not be able to distinguish between her and his wife in the future.

Wen Qian ran to the street, wearing only a thin blanket and didn't bring out the scarf.

The sun was shining brightly during the day, but it snowed in the evening, and the snowflakes mixed with the breeze poured into Wen Qian's neckline, making Wen Qian shiver from the cold.

Without passing two street lights, it becomes a snowman.

Fu Yicheng chased after him and put his overcoat on Wen Qian's body distressedly: "It's freezing."

Wen Qian didn't plan to talk to him, and she didn't plan to return the coat she was wrapped in. There was still body temperature warmed by Fu Yicheng inside, and she felt her body warmed up a lot.

Fu Yicheng took Wen Qian's hand, forced her to stop, and wrapped her in his arms.

Wen Qian still lowered her head and refused to look at him.

"It's the first time I've seen you so jealous."

Wen Qian slandered: Who is jealous?
"I really don't know her, and today is the first time I see her." There must be someone behind Xiao Hong, otherwise it would be impossible to know the two of them so well, and what she said would cause Wen Qian to misunderstand him.

"She just wants to provoke our relationship. If you are really angry, she will succeed?"

After talking for a long time, she didn't want her to forgive him, but Wen Qian wanted to be willful this time.

Besides, Xiaohong's name "Yicheng" was too close to avoid it, as if she had known each other for a long time, and she couldn't help but think of the white moonlight in Fu Yicheng's heart.

If Fu Yicheng knew what Wen Qian was thinking at the moment, he would definitely feel a lot of emotion, but it's just that a plastic surgery girl can make Wen Qian think so much.

"Cissy, let's go back, how cold is it on the street?" It was so cold that only the lights of the convenience store were on, and the two of them were the only pedestrians on the street standing under the street lights, and those who passed by would speed up and disappear into the street.

The street lamps lengthened their shadows, and Vincy now looked like a mushroom growing on the ground.

Wen Qian lowered her head and looked at Fu Yicheng's shoes. There were a lot of snowflakes on them. He gave her the coat, and there must have been snowflakes on her head, but Wen Qian was still very angry. I don't know if it was Xiaohong who was angry. His existence is still the slap that Qi Fu Yicheng just stopped her from hitting.

"If... I walked on the street with her at the same time, would you recognize me at the first sight?"

"Of course." Wen Qian finally spoke.There was a bit of surprise in the voice of Fu Yicheng's answer.

Wen Qian kicked Luoxue on her feet, but she was still puzzled, anyway, this matter would never happen, Fu Yicheng now, in order to make her happy, of course answered the answer she wanted to hear without hesitation.

Fu Yicheng took Wen Qian's hand and wanted to walk back, but Wen Qian remained motionless, met his puzzled gaze, and knelt down.

Fu Yicheng got closer, and before he could see Wen Qian's movements clearly, he was hit on the chest by a snowball. The snowball was not big, and it didn't hurt when it hit the chest, but it was a little cold. Standing in the ground for so long.

While Fu Yicheng was in a daze, Wen Qian made another snowball and threw it on him, with a successful smile on the corner of her mouth.

This seemed to calm down a lot.

Fu Yicheng understood what Wen Qian was thinking, and not only was he not angry, he opened his arms and looked like he was letting Wen Qian deal with her.

Wen Qian's heart softened for a moment, and then she heard Fu Yicheng's voice preventing her from beating Xiaohong, and she became angry from it, and hit Fu Yicheng with another snowball without politeness.

It seemed that because Fu Yicheng didn't fight back, Wen Qian felt bored after smashing a few, so she sat down with her arms around the street lamp in despondency.

Fu Yicheng's nose was red, Wen Qian had already hit him, why now it seems that he bullied Wen Qian.

Slowly squatting down in front of Wen Qian: "Go home."

With Fu Yicheng's overcoat, Wen Qian felt comfortable outside, she had never seen snow in the snow before: "I don't want to go back."

"It's cold outside, and I caught a cold after a while."

Fu Yicheng tried to take Wen Qian's hand off the street lamp, but no one could pull Wen Qian's stubborn temper back. The two stalemate for a long time. Bring the clothes over.

When he came down, he saw the miserable appearance of his boss and his wife who seemed to be drunk, and he didn't dare to recognize it.

Fu Yicheng couldn't wait to take the clothes from him, and he would have died of cold if he came a little later, and his subordinates thoughtfully gave Fu Yicheng a warm baby.

"Ma'am, she..." It's not that he is talking too much, Madam looks like she was being bullied, the boss just hit Madam, right?
"It's none of your business here, go back."

Fu Yicheng blocked his probing eyes, even his subordinates couldn't stare at Wen Qian like this.

Wen Qian was holding the street lamp in a daze when suddenly a warm baby stuck to the back of her hand.

When she came back to her senses, "You haven't left yet?" She seemed to see Fu Yicheng's men coming to pick him up just now.

Fu Yicheng angrily wrapped the extra scarf around Wen Qian's body, just hoping for him to leave.

"You haven't eaten dinner, are you hungry?" It's a pity that he didn't let his subordinates come over.

Wen Qian hugged the street lamp, she was indeed a little hungry, but she didn't want to go back, thinking that there was Xiao Hong in that house, even if she didn't meet her, she felt sick.

"Isn't the hotel that Si Yue booked for you still unrefunded? Shall we go back to the hotel?"

Wen Qian thought for a moment, and finally let go of her hand.

Seeing that she was finally willing to move, Fu Yicheng wanted to hold her hand as usual, but Wen Qian avoided her without a trace.

When he was in the restaurant, he didn't know if Fu Yicheng had contact with Xiaohong, and she didn't want to talk to him yet.

Fu Yicheng didn't force it, and followed Wen Qian half a step behind her.

After walking two streets to reach Si Yue's hotel, Wen Qian felt comfortable all over as soon as she entered the hotel.

It seemed that he had forgotten about Fu Yicheng who was behind him, and skillfully opened the refrigerator to find ingredients for the pot.