Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Fu Jingting saw that her face was cold and blushed, causing all the cold energy in her to dissipate.

He thought her sulking appearance was very funny, she had a gorgeous face in vain, and thought she was a coquettish little fairy, but it turned out to be a shy water lotus.

Those intimate gestures with only two people can also make her shy to the point of breaking down and crying, saying that she is ashamed to see people.

No one else would know how to be ashamed to face others, only he knew.

Suddenly remembered that when the two of them were together for the first time, her body was tense and stiff. He asked her why she was nervous, but she choked and said that men like pure ones, so she pretended.

The madness of that night was washed away by the memory, but I still remembered that she left a deep enough tooth mark on his shoulder, biting hard, and crying.

Fu Jingting couldn't help but chuckled.

Then Xu Qingcheng exploded, and she was so angry that she patted him hard, "You still laugh, what right do you have to laugh? I don't even have to put my face away! It's all about you, don't touch me from now on!"

"What did I say?" Fu Jingting was confused by her sudden outburst, he hid while holding back a smile.

Seeing that she was really angry, her eyes were red with anger, and she looked very wronged.

He clicked his tongue, reached out and grabbed her hand, took her arm and pulled her into his arms. He went around and hugged her, and pressed the back of her head with one hand to his chest, "Why is there no place to put it? Put it here!"

There was a smile in his voice, when Xu Qingcheng heard it, he became even angrier, struggling to get up, there was no place to let him go.

The man's arms were tightened, and he suppressed her forcefully so that she could not break free. He only pressed into his arms and comforted him patiently, "Oh, I'm really angry. My mother just said that, you are not fine and there is nothing wrong with you. As for being so shy?!"

"You're not me!" she mumbled.

This kind of thing bears the brunt of the woman. On the first day of marriage, she was told by her mother-in-law that sex should be restrained. She really wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

Fu Jingting looked down at her, and pinched her cheeks with his fingers, "When you see grandpa and grandma later, who are you going to show your cold face to? I don't want to have another meal where my flesh and blood will be torn apart, and I will continue to spend the Spring Festival on my stomach on the bed."

Xu Qingcheng was silent, she suddenly raised her eyes from his arms, "Can you?"

Her expression... It's clearly an expression of expecting him to be beaten!
Fu Jingting, "..." Fuck!

He hummed, "No."

She looked at his temporarily pulled face, and suddenly smiled.That smile is like a flower blooming warmly in the warm winter sun.

Fu Jingting held her face with one hand, leaned down and kissed her gently.

The atmosphere was so good and quiet, her posture in his arms could not be resisted by her, and his kiss was rare and gentle, pulling her into his world bit by bit.

After he finished kissing, he let go of her and stared at her. Xu Qingcheng felt embarrassed and pressed her face into his arms so that he wouldn't see it.

Her heart was beating so fast, Xu Qingcheng couldn't bear this kind of warmth, and was flustered.

Fu Jingting laughed, did she know that her shy appearance would make people want to do unspeakable things with her even more.

For a moment, the noisy carriage returned to silence, and the driver couldn't help but look in the rearview mirror.

I saw two people cuddling and hugging each other, they looked like a serious couple with a very good relationship.

Xu Qingcheng listened to his steady and powerful heartbeat, she thought silently, they should be able to get along well.

When they arrived at the Fu family's old house, the two got out of the car. She straightened her clothes, and then suddenly remembered, looking at him, "Is it really not good-looking?"

Women are always persistent in their evaluation of beauty and ugliness.

Grabbing his arm and asking him, "Is there something wrong?"

She asked sincerely and cautiously. Fu Jingting took a look at this exquisite figure, put his palm on her waist, then patted her buttocks, and whispered in her ear, "It will make a man want to be so right." you!"

Xu Qingcheng suddenly understood, her face was red, and she pushed him away, "You! Hooligan!"

The sun shines on the two of them, the man is handsome and the woman is delicate, they are in perfect harmony.

Fu Jingting took the gift from the trunk, held it in his hand, and reached out to her.

Xu Qingcheng also understands that no one needs to be particularly specific. The two of them seem to have decided by coincidence that in front of the elders in the family, the posture must be sufficient.

She put her hand in his palm and let him lead her away.

Seeing the two of them coming in, the old lady squinted her eyes and smiled, seeing the shyness of the daughter-in-law's face and the demeanor of a newlywed all over her body, her heart was mostly lost.

According to the old custom, if the grandchildren want to pay respects, the old man waved his hand and said no. He has paid respects that day, so there is no need to bother today.

Lunch was simple.

Fu Jingting said that he brought a set of the Four Treasures of the Study for the old man, which was specially prepared by Qingcheng.

Xu Qingcheng looked up at him, he obviously prepared this, how could she have time to prepare these recently.

But when he said that, she was very happy.Even if you are acting, you feel happy.

After dinner, the old man asked Fu Jingting to accompany him to the study to practice calligraphy.

Xu Qingcheng accompanied the old lady to bask in the sun.

The old lady smiled when she saw the bracelet on her hand, "Wanxiu is willing to give this to you."

Xu Qingcheng looked down at the bracelet on her hand, "This is really precious."

"It's nothing precious or not. Your mother-in-law's heart, you just accept it well." The old lady was lying on the rocking chair, and Xu Qingcheng was sitting beside her, peeling an apple with lowered eyebrows.

Jiang Wenyu looked at her, this girl had a pretty face, let alone a man, even an old lady like her.

What's even more difficult is this girl's resilience. The Xu family may have suffered a lot of grievances after being supported by her until now. Someone should love and love her.

Qingcheng took a small plate and cut it into pieces, took a toothpick and stuck it on top, picked it up and handed it to the old lady, "Grandma, try it."

The sweetness of the fruit came from the nose, the old lady took a piece and pushed it to her, "You eat it, my teeth are not good."

Xu Qingcheng put down the small plate, and the afternoon sun shone brightly on her face. She slowly chewed a bite of the apple, enjoying this rare indulgence.

The old lady looked at her, "Girl, I have chosen a few dates for the wedding, March, May, October. I haven't heard your opinion yet. When do you want?"

"I don't care, you just look at it and decide." Xu Qingcheng's fingers intertwined, she naturally wanted to be earlier.

The old lady glanced at her, smiled and closed her eyes, "Just say what you want, where are there so many excuses?"

"March is the best month." Xu Qingcheng lowered her eyes.

"What is the best month in March?" Fu Jingting and the old man came out of the study and asked when they heard it.

"Your wife said that the wedding is best held in March." The old lady looked at him, "What do you think?"

Fu Jingting smiled and looked at Xu Qingcheng, "Of course my wife has the final say."

Xu Qingcheng's face was reddened by his words.

When the old man heard this, he rapped on his leg with a cane, "It's time to talk. It's okay, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming in March, it's okay. The days are a bit rushed, let them hurry up."

Fu Jingting was hit, gritted his teeth in pain.

Xu Qingcheng burst out laughing.

The atmosphere here is just right, and there is a feeling of quiet time. There are voices from outside, and someone shouts grandpa and grandma.

Xu Qingcheng was keenly aware that the expressions on the faces of the two old men were obviously wrong.

She raised her eyes to look at Fu Jingting, and the man's face was also cold. He stretched out his hand and pulled Xu Qingcheng over, "Grandpa, grandma, let's go first."