Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Ever since he knew she was pregnant, Fu Jingting had never entangled her in discussing this issue.

This is the first time he has brought it up seriously.

Xu Qingcheng suddenly became nervous. She was negligent, because there would be no child, so the issue of separation would not be involved.

Her scalp was tense, but she looked at him so firmly that no flaws could be seen, "Is there any need to say this? You won't allow me to take it away, right? If that's the case, it doesn't matter whether you write or not."

Fu Jingting squinted at her, "You're right, the Fu family won't want it. In other words, the old man and the old lady agreed with us even without asking, and it played [-]% or [-]% of the effect. In that case, You have to take good care of it, but if there is a slight mistake, you, Mrs. Fu, will not be able to sit still."

Xu Qingcheng's scalp was tense. Under his aggressive eyes, she nodded stiffly, "I will definitely pay attention to my own body."

Pushing him hard again, "Get up, the doctor said you can't have intercourse when you're pregnant."

Fu Jingting, "..." Fuck!

"Which bastard doctor said that?"

Just at this time his phone rang, Xu Qingcheng took the opportunity to get up.

It was Zhong Wanxiu's call, asking if their marriage certificate was ready?

Fu Jingting should agree.

"Come over and have a meal together. It's too hasty. Our family hasn't sat down to have a good chat. I don't know if Qingcheng needs anything else?" Zhong Wanxiu asked him, "Do you want to have lunch at noon?" Or night? I'll prepare."

Fu Jingting looked at the time and said, "At night, I'll go with her to my father-in-law's place at noon."

When Xu Qingcheng heard what he said, she turned to look at him.

Here Fu Jingting has hung up the phone, seeing her looking at her dully, frowning, "What are you looking at?"

He walked over and hooked his fingers on her buttons, "Are you still changing?"

"No need." She patted his hand away and gave him a look. She really hated him making such gestures.

Fu Jingting withdrew his hand, "Then let's go."

The divorce agreement just lay quietly on the coffee table, and he didn't sign it, nor did he say how to deal with it.

Xu Qingcheng grabbed his cuff, looked at the agreement, "This one, you haven't signed yet."

He bent down to pick up the agreement, folded it and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, "Well, how about listening to the opinions of my father-in-law and mother-in-law to see how I can sign it?"

"Are you crazy? This is a matter between the two of us. You, why are you showing it to my parents?" Xu Qingcheng really felt that talking to Fu Jingting would kill a lot of brain cells.

She stopped him and refused to let him go. She reached out to take out his trouser pocket, and he hugged her firmly in his arms.

She obviously saw that he put it in his pocket, why didn't he have it?
I poked my palm inside, but still nothing.

Her palm was pressed against his thigh through the fabric of the suit pants, and the coolness of her fingertips made his scalp tense.

Fu Jingting lowered his eyes to look at her, "If you keep touching it, you won't be able to leave."

She froze for a moment, then her face turned red, Xu Qingcheng almost seemed to be stuck by a needle, and quickly pulled out her hand.

Only then did he realize that the agreement was still in his hands.

Fu Jingting put the agreement in the drawer, "I'll sign after I think about it."

The person was pulled out by him, and Xu Qingcheng said before getting into the car, "I didn't tell my mother to go there. She slept with me at home last night, and she must have gone to the hospital today. Actually, there is no need..."

"Then you call now, and I'll arrange someone to pick them up from the hospital." Fu Jingting grabbed her hand, "Let's go buy ingredients and eat at your house."

"It's inconvenient for my dad to come out of the hospital, and the doctor doesn't allow it..." Xu Qingcheng hesitated.

It's not that he didn't think about it. Strict hospital management is one thing. When Xu Shengchang loses the ability to move, he will be very heavy. Xu Qingcheng can't handle it by himself, so he has to ask someone for help, so let it go.

Fu Jingting looked at her, "Just say you want to go home to eat or go to the hospital."

That is of course going home.

Xu Qingcheng still called and asked Zhao Lan to clean up.

"Well, the certificate is ready. I want to take Dad home to have dinner together. It's okay. He said he arranged, just pack it up and wait."

"Mom, let's go grocery shopping, what do you want to eat?"

Xu Qingcheng asked in a low voice, her voice soft.

With tears in the corners of Zhao Lan's eyes, she just said, "You can eat anything. It's Jing Ting who has a heart."

Xu Qingcheng looked at him, and he was standing by the car waiting for her. The sun shone on him, casting a halo on the man's outline, making it warm.

Xu Qingcheng thought he was going to the supermarket to do some shopping, but he didn't expect to go to the Silver Bay Hotel.

He took her straight to the back kitchen, but was stopped at the door.

Yu Shinan stared at them, knocked on the wall, and motioned them to look up.

The sign that no one is allowed to enter the important kitchen area is clear.

He looked at Fu Jingting with a dark face, "Wait a minute, I'm preparing the dishes."

Yu Shinan annoyed him very much, this person was too unconscious, he really regarded him as the cook of the Fu family, and spared no effort to cause trouble for him.

"You didn't know you were busy at this time, so you came here to make trouble!" Yu Shinan didn't hide his violent temper at all. Every year around the Spring Festival, the hotel is completely busy, and there is no manpower available.

As a result, Young Master Fu made a phone call, no matter how busy he was, he had to serve him first.

Fu Jingting looked at the time, "Hurry up, I've told you enough time."

"That's enough, it's not 15 minutes in total."

"15 minutes should be enough. It seems that your low efficiency is still very serious."

Yu Shinan was so angry that his hair stood on end.

Xu Qingcheng hurriedly interjected, "I thought we would make it ourselves and buy ready-made ones?" I was afraid that the taste would not be good after a long time.

Fu Jingting looked back at her, "Do you think your cooking skills are good enough to finish a table of dishes in such a short time?"

Xu Qingcheng, "..." is not good enough.

"It's fine if you know it." She thought that since he proposed this way, he should be able to.

"Him?" Yu Shinan sneered, "He knows how to eat."

"Otherwise, what's the use of having a long mouth?" Fu Jingting snapped back unceremoniously.

The kitchen is ready now, and they come out with bags, and there are packing boxes inside.

Fu Jingting casually picked up one and looked at it, expressing his satisfaction.

Side dishes, ingredients, numbers.

It's jaw-droppingly detailed.

Fu Jingting, "What about the recipe?"

"What kind of recipe do you use? The ingredients are all prepared for you." Yu Shinan was angry.

Fu Jingting, "In order."

"Fuck! You fucking check your phone."

Yu Shinan drove the people out.

Fu Jingting didn't talk nonsense with him, the time was really tight.They spend so much time in the morning that there is not much time to prepare lunch for them.

Watch them put ingredients on the cart.

When closing the trunk door, the man put his hand on the woman's waist naturally, he walked forward and gave her a slight push, "Get in the car."

Such a posture made the woman, who was half a beat behind, completely immersed in his arms, Xu Qingcheng looked up at him, "Okay?"

"Ah."

He looked down at her, took her to the car door, put his arms around her waist and hugged her outward so that he could open the car door, and then pushed her in.

Yu Shinan looked at the two with gathered eyebrows, their gestures were too intimate.So intimate that people can't help but think about it.

Thinking of the play that Fu Jingting directed and acted in before, he suddenly spoke.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

Yu Shinan asked him, looking straight into the car.

Fu Jingting ignored him, "I'm busy, let's talk when I have time."

Yu Shinan, "Go away."

It was past eleven o'clock when I got home.

Zhao Lan called and said that she had already boarded the car.

Xu Qingcheng put on an apron, went into the kitchen, looked at the pile of ingredients with his hips akimbo, and was a little dazed.

Fu Jingting followed in. He took off his coat, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and looked like he was stretched.

Xu Qingcheng also found an apron for him, and put it on him. His tall and big apron was indescribably awkward on him, but it seemed cute.There is a cute contrast.

Xu Qingcheng couldn't help laughing.

In the past few days, it was the first time that Fu Jingting saw her smile like this. The begonia flowers were blooming, and the whole air was filled with sweetness.

He twisted her nose right away, "Work."

Xu Qingcheng picked out some patterns of green vegetables, "I'll fry this."

"First stew the ones that take a long time and those that need to be stewed." Fu Jingting gave orders.

Xu Qingcheng said yes, and then the two stared at each other for a while.

Two novices in the kitchen, just like this, finally finished the stew and steam, and looked at the menu with their mobile phones.

When Zhao Lan opened the door and came in, the two of them were looking at the menu on the mobile phone with their heads together, and they turned their heads at the same time when they heard the voice.

"Ah—" Xu Qingcheng cried out in pain!