Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Downstairs, Mama Wang is already making breakfast.

"You didn't come here last night? Thankfully, I brought breakfast here this morning." Song Chang asked her, "Where did you go?"

Xu Qingcheng explained in two simple sentences, but did not mention her pregnancy.

"Okay, you guys have a good talk, you can come over here anytime."

Just as he was talking, when Fu Jingting came down after washing, Xu Qingcheng hung up the phone.

I don't know if it's because of the infusion of nutrient solution last night, or because she got enough sleep, but her spirit is much better today.

Fu Jingting observed that her complexion seemed to have improved a lot.

Wang Ma has already served breakfast on the table.

The two sat down without talking to each other. Xu Qingcheng looked at the food, but it was delicious.

She couldn't help but say, "Mama Wang, you are good at crafting."

"Sir, let someone come over to teach me. I taught for a day yesterday. From now on, I will prepare meals for you according to the dietitian's standard." Mama Wang was very happy. If nothing else, she was still willing to learn cooking.

Xu Qingcheng's hand holding the spoon stopped, and she couldn't help but glance at Fu Jingting.

The man was also looking at her, and when she saw her raised her eyebrows, she looked like, come on, praise me hard.

With a snort, she lowered her eyes and concentrated on eating.

I don't eat much, but I still have to eat anyway. After all, infusion of nutrient solution is not the answer.

And yesterday the doctor also said that after these two months, it might be much better.

Thinking of this, Xu Qingcheng was startled suddenly, why would she want to survive these two months?
Fu Jingting was helping her scoop up the soup, and when he handed it over, she found that she was a little dazed and didn't know what she was thinking. The man put the bowl next to her, and was about to remind her that she was a little hot, when Xu Qingcheng moved his arm to the side, and he grabbed it. Holding her hand up, the bowl of soup inevitably spilled on the back of his hand.

Xu Qingcheng came back to her senses, she said ah, and hurriedly handed the wet wipe to him, but Fu Jingting didn't pick it up, and first moved her to one side to avoid the soup dripping from the dining table from splashing on her.

She frowned and looked at her, "What are you thinking about, can you be distracted after a meal?"

"Your hand..." Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips, and handed him the wet wipe in her hand.

Fu Jingting glanced at her, didn't answer, and directly passed her hand in front of her, it was hot red.

This action is self-evident, just waiting for Xu Qingcheng to wipe it for him.

The soup just made was indeed hot, Xu Qingcheng muttered, "I'm distracted, are you distracted too, why can't you avoid it?"

Fu Jingting saw her talking and wiped off the soup with a wet towel. The corner of his mouth curled into a smile, "If I avoid it, I'll fuck you all over."

Xu Qingcheng glared at him, what did he mean by that, did he want to show how great he was, or did he want her to know his love?
Don't think about it.

He just looked at it being burned red, and said, "Rinse it with cold water and apply some medicine."

"okay."

He answered, but didn't move, just looking at her.

Xu Qingcheng, "What do you see me doing?"

"You won't rush me? You won't apply medicine to me?" Fu Jingting asked back, "I got hurt because of you."

There is no doubt about what it means to push the nose on the face.

Xu Qingcheng sneered, "Whether you like to punch or not, and whether you like to paint or not, it's not me who hurts."

Fu Jingting clicked his tongue, and suddenly pulled the man into his arms, hugged her hard, bowed his head and kissed her, Xu Qingcheng hurriedly turned his head, and the man's lips slid down the side of her face until they fell on her. On the slender neck, the teeth bit it lightly, leaving a row of teeth marks that were not clear, and then licked it with the tip of the tongue.

Xu Qingcheng's whole body stiffened and trembled slightly.

His arms locked her like pincers, and did not give her room to struggle. His lips slid on her delicate skin. He was nostalgic for intimacy but did not dare to go further and presumptuously. He was very depressed. I hurt."

"You let me go."

Xu Qingcheng pushed him irritably, but he didn't let go, his arms were locked by him, and his lips rubbed back and forth on her neck, pestering her, "You apply the medicine for me."

This man is really shameless and invincible.

Xu Qingcheng's forehead was tense, and he lifted his foot to step on his foot in real hatred. The cotton slippers were painless when stepped on, but it made his heart itch.

Fu Jingting simply picked him up, carried him to the kitchen, turned on the cold water tap and rinsed his hands.

Xu Qingcheng didn't care about him and just watched him coldly.

But he didn't let her go, so he locked her in his arms. Even if she was just looking at her, she was still in his arms. As soon as he retracted his arms, he hugged her tightly, and he could kiss her with his head down.

Kissing is also a taste, not daring to kiss her on the mouth, for fear that she will leave immediately if she gets angry.

Fu Jingting felt 1 aggrieved.

It's useless to be aggrieved, you have to be careful with you.

Just burn it on your hand, it doesn't matter what, the man's skin is rough and his flesh is so red, he will be fine when he turns around.

But after finally finding such an opportunity, how could Fu Jingting miss it.

Xu Qingcheng was pulled by him, and after washing his hands, he went to get the ointment, insisting on her to apply it.

Knowing that he was playing tricks, Xu Qingcheng was helpless. It didn't work to stare at him coldly, and it didn't work to mock him. She was too lazy to talk to him, so she simply took ointment and applied it to his hands. It took a bit of strength.

It was harsh, but it didn't really hurt much.

Fu Jingting inhaled shamelessly, "Be gentle, it hurts, be gentle."

"Then don't use me, paint it yourself." Xu Qingcheng was so annoyed that he pushed his hand, "It's finished painting, take it away."

Fu Jingting glanced at her, then suddenly reached out his hand to cover her head and kissed her, kissed her bright red lips, kissed her, and immediately backed away.

He smiled wickedly.

Xu Qingcheng was so angry that she took a magazine from the coffee table and slapped him on the face.

Fu Jingting caught it, and saw her sitting at the dining table with anger all over her body, eating her breakfast angrily, biting her breakfast like an enemy.

The corner of the man's mouth was stained with a smile.

Her face was full of anger, but she always looked angry.

When I went out, I saw a pair of women's shoes by the door. They are beautiful fashion shoes with a good combination of design and comfort. The most important thing is the flat heels.

Xu Qingcheng stared at the pair of shoes, her nose became sour.

She didn't wear it, so she went to put on her own shoes. As soon as she put on a shoe, Fu Jingting came over. He pushed her to sit on the shoe-changing stool on one side, bent down and squatted down silently, and put the high-heeled shoes on her feet. He took it off and put on another pair of shoes he had prepared.

The man's hand held her foot, Xu Qingcheng struggled a few times symbolically, and let him go without breaking free.

I couldn't tell what it was like from the bottom of my heart, as if no one needed to say anything more.

She knew not to wear high heels when she was pregnant.

But she also knew that her abortion appointment was until next week.

She knew what he was buying her shoes for.

She was able to firmly and resolutely refuse.

But when he squatted down to put on her shoes, her eyes and nose were sour, so she lost that tough heart.

"Don't waste your energy in vain." Xu Qingcheng looked away, and she stood up.

The man also stood up, his eyes darkened, "Then don't let my strength go to waste."

Xu Qingcheng turned his head to leave without saying a word, but he grabbed his arm and pulled him back, "I know Fu Hongxin has been contacting you recently, so don't get involved in the Fu family's affairs."

It's fine if he doesn't say this, but when he said this, Xu Qingcheng's heart became angry, she didn't want to, but Sheng Shi was caught in the cracks like this today, how could she not get involved?
Did he want her to give up the prosperity?
Xu Qingcheng gritted her teeth, "Impossible." She will not give up the prosperity.

"You don't know the details of Fu Hongxin."

"I don't know your details either." Xu Qingcheng retorted, "He still made an appointment today—"

The man's cell phone rang, and it belonged to Tang Kejia. Fu Jingting picked it up, "My father is free tomorrow, and I've already booked tickets for the two of us to fly to Jincheng this afternoon."

"This afternoon?"

"Yes. Time is relatively tight, mainly because my father will be on a business trip after tomorrow, and this delay has been delayed for almost a week or two." Tang Kejia paused, sincerely, "I didn't think carefully about this matter at the beginning. , I also hope that it can be resolved as soon as possible.”

Fu Jingting was already mentally prepared that Tang Kaiji would not spit out what he ate so easily, but it was a good thing that he readily agreed to have an interview with him.

Qi Tak's exchange of Shengshi's shares made the Xu family's shareholding ratio lose the advantage of veto power. Fu Jingting has also made it clear to his elder brother that he must take back this part of the equity that Kai Tak took up.

It's just courtesy first and soldiers later.

Therefore, if the problem can be resolved through peace talks, Fu Jingting does not want to use strong means, and he is also afraid that it will cause a lot of troubles, which will make Fu Pinxiu tired of coping.

Tang Kejia happily hung up the phone.

Fu Jingting put away the line, looked at Xu Qingcheng, "What did you just say"?
The woman turned around and left with a cold face. When she got into the car, the door slammed loudly.