Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Fu Jingting sent a photo.

The girl in the photo has a distorted expression.

Xu Qingcheng closed her eyes, this is not her.Definitely not her.

Stupid and awkward, so awkward that Xu Qingcheng wanted to dig the floor with his toes.

Absolute expression management is out of control, so ugly that both people and gods are angry.

He also added a sentence with the picture: very expressive, good acting skills.

Xu Qingcheng endured the anger of crushing the phone screen, and replied: Deleted.

When her earlobe was debridement, the moment when she was stimulated by the alcohol cotton and almost went out of her body, she flew away to the sky.

It was unexpectedly preserved by Fu Jingting.

The phone rang, and Fu Jingting waited for the word "deleted".

He smiled happily, and even the wound on his arm didn't feel so painful.

"Come here and delete it yourself."

He spoke directly.

Duan Heng turned his head and saw a smile on the corner of Fu Jingting's mouth. He was silent for a while, who was he talking to? !
This situation is very weird.

Xu Qingcheng pressed the button, and the man's voice came out.

It was his unique tone, low and playful.

There is also a faint smile.

Just this voice came straight to the top of Xu Qingcheng's forehead. She wanted to reply, but seeing Aunt Wang listening with her ears upright, she simply typed.

【Why do you keep this kind of photo? 】

"How pretty, don't you think?"

[What perverted hobby are you? 】

"You think you're a pervert?"

[I have all kinds of photos in my mobile phone, of all sizes. Fu Shao wants to save my photos and I will send them to you. 】

"How big is it? Please send a few pictures to see."

[You deleted it first.I will post again. 】

""Let me show you the scene in your large-scale appearance. "

She typed, he spoke, as soon as the voice came out, Xu Qingcheng almost fell into a coma.

She pressed down on the speed, but was still a step slower.

Aunt Wang, who was standing by and looking through all kinds of candies in the plastic bag, couldn't help but glance at Xu Qingcheng.

My head is buzzing.

She must have thought too much about things today, so her brain is not working well. She can send such stupid words to Fu Jingting and send him large-scale photos. This is simply digging a hole for herself.

On the other side, Duan Heng choked on his saliva when he heard this, and beat his chest with his hands hard to get rid of the breath.

Fu Shao's words are simply coquettish and cheap, and the imagery is too strong.

Duan Heng suddenly understood who the woman opposite was, no need to guess, it must be Miss Xu.

Xu Qingcheng grabbed her phone and walked out of the ward.

[Can you not speak, but not type? 】

[Do you think you have a nice voice? 】

【And can you pay attention to the scale when you speak! ! ! 】

Messages popped up one after another, Fu Jingting stared at the three exclamation marks, and Xu Qingcheng's face appeared vividly in front of him.

This woman is charming and charming when she smiles.

When you have a cold face, your hands are itchy and you want to break her bones, and she begs you mournfully.

Fu Jingting looked down at his arm, and replied slowly.

"Hand hurts, typing is inconvenient."

As soon as this voice comes in.

Xu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he scratched his arm.

The few compassionate hearts came up, and it was all because of her that he was hurt.

The line of her lips pursed, and she took back all the words she wanted to scold him.

Xu Qingcheng put the phone in his pocket.

She turned back to the ward, and Aunt Wang asked her, "What about the candies?"

Xu Qingcheng looked at it for a while, and then ordered, "You send some to the nurse's station. Then the rest will be distributed to the pediatric department."

Aunt Wang responded and asked her, "Miss Xu, don't you want to keep it yourself?"

Xu Qingcheng paused, as if remembering something, she flipped through the pages and picked out two types of toffee from memory.

Aunt Wang said casually, "You like toffee, this big white rabbit is really old."

Xu Qingcheng didn't speak.

He knew that he was just trying to tickle her on purpose, and he had seen through her tricks.

But sometimes, I really want to eat something sweet.

Xu Qingcheng peeled off the candy wrapper and put the toffee in her mouth.

Thinking of his half-smile sarcasm, "Isn't this story very sweet?"

Xu Qingcheng laughed suddenly, and with a smile, she covered her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

not sweet.Not sweet at all.

She also wants to be cared for and pampered.

It's too tiring to fight alone.

……

No complaints, but no comfort either.

Fu Jingting waited for a long time, but did not wait for her to reply to the message.

He smiled and threw the phone aside.

Duan Heng took the opportunity to ask, "Madam called to ask when you will arrive?"

Fu Jingting clicked his tongue. He had planned to go back for dinner at night, but the news broke out, which made him forget this part.

Looking at his own arm, there will be another questioning when he goes back, "I won't pass today, please find a reason to explain."

Duan Heng wanted to hit the wall, "Ma'am, don't fool me."

Fu Jingting only gave him a look, what are you doing? !

Duan Heng had no choice but to bite the bullet and call back, "Madam, I'm afraid we'll have a hard time tonight. Young Master Fu is still holding a video conference, and there are a few decision-making opinions that cannot be unified and need to be discussed."

Zhong Wanxiu's voice was still gentle and calm, "Really? Why are you so anxious about the video conference? It must be discussed today to come up with a result?!"

"About Fu's municipal project in Nanting City..." Duan Heng was slapped on the head by Fu Jingting before he finished speaking.

Zhong Wanxiu over there was very gentle, "Really?! It's been hard work."

Then she asked, "Ping Hui, Jing Ting probably won't be able to make it tonight in the Nanting City project meeting room."

"Hasn't all the projects in Nanting City been deployed? What kind of meeting did he hold? Tell him to get the hell out of here." Fu Pinghui's voice sounded like a bell came from the receiver.

Fu Jingting really wants to tease Duan Heng, can you use your brain, today is their family's family dinner, his old man is here, this kind of work will be exposed as soon as you talk about it.

Zhong Wanxiu smiled slightly, "Duan Heng, Jing Ting should be by your side, let him answer the phone."

Fu Jingting grabbed the phone, "Mom."

"Can't come or don't want to come?" Zhong Wanxiu's voice is always gentle and soft.

The dignity of a lady can never be broken, and she is best at digging holes for you quietly.

Fu Jingting pressed his temples with some headaches, "I'll definitely be there after I've been busy for the past few days."

"Afraid that your father will ask about today's news?" Zhong Wanxiu directly pointed it out, "The news said that you have a special liking for Miss Xu's family, and I have seen the photo, which is good. If you don't want to explain, your father and I will It doesn't matter. Ye Chengnian asked your uncle to say hello to your father, trying to calm down the turmoil. People in politics are most afraid of these messes, which can even lead to suicide."

When it came to Zhong Wanxiu's voice became harsher.

Fu Jingting's face turned cold, "How does Ye Chengnian want to calm down this turmoil?"