Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Their heads hit each other, Xu Qingcheng covered his head with one hand, and stretched out his hand to pat him, "It hurts like hell, my head is so hard."

Who's heart was drunk by the smile bent between the eyebrows and eyes.

He followed her out.

Xu Qingcheng ran over, "Mom."

Xu Shengchang was pushed up in a wheelchair. His hands and feet were as stiff as a doll. When he saw her in the wheelchair, he smiled stiffly.

Xu Qingcheng's tears were about to come out, Zhao Lan poked her, "Don't cry, have a good day."

Xu Qingcheng smiled, "I didn't cry." He said softly, "Dad, I'm home."

Zhao Lan also laughed. Because the room was filled with the aroma of food, it was no longer deserted. All the smells and sounds merged together. This is a home.

"I asked Mama Wang to go back to rest. She has been working hard recently. Today, we are the only family, and we did it ourselves." She walked to the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves, looked at Fu Jingting with a smile in her eyes, "Jingting, go out, let Qingcheng help me, how can I let you do it when I eat at home for the first time."

"No need. It'll be ready soon..." Fu Jingting pointed at the stove, but couldn't speak.

The hotel has already fully prepared the ingredients. As for how they made a kitchen look like it was stolen and robbed, that's another matter.

"Okay, you guys go out. Qingcheng has never asked her to cook since she was a child. The simple ones are okay, but she can't handle the complicated ones." Zhao Lan looked at Xu Qingcheng again with an expression of worry, "How much do you want?" I've learned a little bit. It's no longer a girl's house after getting married, and it's time to think about the firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea."

Xu Qingcheng lowered her head and hurriedly cleaned up the bottles and cans in the kitchen. Fu Jingting found that this woman didn't have any thorns on her body in front of her elders. She was as soft as a bunch of overripe persimmons.

He suppressed a smile, "Auntie, you just came back, don't meddle in your hands anymore, it's almost healed soon."

Zhao Lan glared at him, "It's time to change your mouth."

Fu Jingting came to his senses, but changed his words quickly, and quickly called Mom, and he didn't feel uncomfortable.

Xu Qingcheng peeked at him, unable to tell what it was like, that her mother had become his mother.

Talking about it, I don't know what to think in my heart.

Seeing Zhao Lan's happy smile, Xu Qingcheng looked away. The result was what she wanted, so she couldn't complain, just try her best to make everything go smoothly.

Even if you can't be a loving couple, at least you can be a compatible partner.

Xu Qingcheng pushed Zhao Lan away, saying that they could handle it, and asked her to stay with her father for a while.

The transparent sliding door of the kitchen was closed, and Xu Qingcheng looked at him, "Hurry up, what time is it here. What kind of food are these things? I can search the menu for what is the name of the dish."

As soon as Zhao Lan left, the energy in her came out again, commanding the sky and the earth to command him.

Seeing her like this, Fu Jingting clicked his tongue, and didn't care that he just took the green chili pepper and twisted it on her nose, which choked Xu Qingcheng, and she was so angry that she beat him several times.

Anyway, it's just flying around and messing around.

Zhao Lan looked at Xu Shengchang's eyes, and she took a towel to help him wipe the drool from the corner of his mouth, "Your precious daughter is married, she looks very good."

Xu Shengchang nodded, and nodded vigorously.

Zhao Lan also laughed, and then watched them turn around at the same time, and the two bumped into each other.

He turned around so fast that Xu Qingcheng didn't notice it for a moment, and he almost couldn't stand up, but he grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

Fu Jingting let go, and handed her the sauce bowl in his hand, "Taste the taste, do you want to add some salt?"

Xu Qingcheng dipped his chopsticks on the tip of his tongue, rolled his little tongue on the top of the chopsticks, and smacked it in his mouth, the fire in the man's eyes would burn.

Suddenly, some restricted-level pictures rushed straight into his head.

"It's a bit weak, let's add a little more."

After she finished speaking, she saw him staring at her mouth, his eyes were burning hot.

Xu Qingcheng blushed suddenly, and threw the chopsticks in his hand to him, "Just add a little more."

She turned to do something else, but was held back by the man.

Fu Jingting stood in front of her, and he rushed out of the door with his back. The man's broad shoulders and narrow hips blocked her tightly, and Xu Qingcheng could not be seen from the rear angle.

He leaned over to kiss her, and when Xu Qingcheng hid, the man's lips were printed on the corners of her lips.

"What are you doing?" Xu Qingcheng blushed so impatiently, his parents were in the living room, and he was still like this.

Fu Jingting pressed his forehead against her, pinched her chin with his fingers, pressed his lips to her lips, hooked her escaped little tongue to suck, and said softly between her lips, "Don't move, they won't see it."

The heat rushed to the face and eyes.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Zhao Lan's voice came from outside, "Are you ready?"

Xu Qingcheng wanted to dig a hole and bury her heart. She hurriedly turned her back, her whole face was flushed, and her ears seemed to be burning.

Fu Jingting blocked the person behind him, cleared his throat, "immediately."

Zhao Lan was also taken aback for a moment, then laughed again, and retreated without asking any more questions.

Xu Qingcheng was so embarrassed that he wanted to kick him.

The meal was enjoyable, and the ingredients prepared by the chefs of the Silver Bay Hotel were superb, but what they presented was not even as good as a third-rate hotel.

But still very enjoyable.

Zhao Lan couldn't help sighing, "If Qingyao were here, our family would be complete."

Xu Qingcheng's hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help tightening, she hummed, "Mom, don't worry, everything is fine for Qingyao, and he has grown a lot stronger."

Fu Jingting couldn't help but look up at her.

Under the table, Xu Qingcheng kicked him to signal him not to talk nonsense.

Zhao Lan didn't know about Qingyao's accident. Now that she was out of danger, Qingcheng didn't want to make any more troubles.

This accident was caused by the Ye family, Xu Qingcheng understood their thoughts very well, they just wanted to scare her off.

Qing Yao was a pawn they used to threaten her.

But they should not use Qingyao to force her, she Xu Qingcheng is not someone who will not fight back when the bottom line is touched.

She frowned and ate, and Fu Jingting saw the coldness in her eyes for a moment, and remembered that night she walked in front of Ye Wenhan stepping on the moonlight.

It's wild and charming.

After eating and tidying up the dishes, Fu Jingting blocked her in front of the sink, "Pick up your frequently used things in a while."

"why?"

Fu Jing raised his eyebrows, "You don't think we will live the same way after we get married?"

"..."

Xu Qingcheng was silent, and said, "The wedding hasn't happened yet."

Living together is more likely to be exposed.

Xu Qingcheng had a headache. She wanted to delay it until the wedding, and then she would have a solution.

Accidents always happen suddenly, don't they?

"Is it affected? A marriage certificate is more legally binding, and you don't think you can let yourself stay at your mother's house even if you are pregnant?" Fu Jingting snorted slightly, "You can talk about it later, or should I talk about it for you?"

"I said it myself."

Xu Qingcheng told Zhao Lan, but she didn't object, "They must care. In the past, I was too busy taking care of your father to take care of you. I can take good care of you over there."

Ask again, "Have you reacted recently? Is the baby naughty in the stomach?

Xu Qingcheng hurriedly changed the topic, every time this topic came up, she felt... very guilty.

In the evening, she was going to Fu's house for dinner. Xu Qingcheng hadn't actually eaten with her in-laws yet, so she was also a little nervous.

Zhao Lan disliked her clothes, and urged her to change clothes, and finally chose a hand-embroidered creamy apricot-colored sequined fairy dress.

Xu Qingcheng frowned, "Mom, this doesn't look good."

"Where is it not good?"

"This is too artistic. It's not suitable for me." Xu Qingcheng frowned, "Little girls will be better."

The skirt is good-looking, bilingbiling is a bit flashy, and the layer-by-layer yarn skirt is long to the ankle, retro and literary, fairy-like.

Xu Qingcheng knew that she was beautiful, but her beauty couldn't match her sweetness and immortality.

"How old do you think you are?" Zhao Lan looked at her.

Xu Qingcheng thought about it, it seemed that she would only be 24 years old after the next year, but she had experienced too many things in the past year or so, which made her seem to have matured a lot all of a sudden.

She tied her hair out, a half-princess hairstyle, tied with a ribbon, and the two long ribbons hung down the back of her head as casually as the hair.

Fu Jingting glanced over and narrowed her eyes, as if she had unlocked her new image.

Pure love makes people feel that it is not her.

After making arrangements to send Xu Shengchang and the others away to the hospital, Zhao Lan told Qingcheng again, "When you get married, you must restrain your temper, get along well, and don't always be petty. The most important thing for a husband and wife to get along is to be considerate and understanding to each other, and women have Do you know the most important weapon?"

Xu Qingcheng shook her head, and Zhao Lan just laughed, "You're acting like a baby." Then she looked at Fu Jingting again, "If you don't believe me, try it on him."

"Mom." Xu Qingcheng blushed and panicked.

There is nothing wrong with my mother saying this, reminding the young couple and smiling, but Xu Qingcheng is very uncomfortable here.

This kind of intimacy is suitable for couples or couples who really love each other, but not for them.

So it sounds awkward.

Fu Jingting, who was born on the other hand, was fine.

Xu Qingcheng felt that this man might not know how to laugh at her in his heart.

After Zhao Lan finished talking about Qingcheng, she nodded to Fu Jingting again, "Qingcheng is used to me and her father. She has a lot of petty temper. If she doesn't do well, it's because I didn't teach her well. Jingting, you have to be more tolerant of her. She looks like this. She caused a lot of trouble, but I know my own daughter, she is very simple, and she doesn't have too many twists and turns in her heart."

Fu Jingting said, I know.

Then he turned his eyes to look at her.

Xu Qingcheng turned her head to pretend not to see, her mother's praise made her blush.

After sending Zhao Lan and his wife away, Fu Jingting helped her put her luggage into the car, and then squinted at her, "Mrs. Fu is pure and simple, isn't she?"