Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

The wrist was grabbed by him, the man's palm was rough and dry, and the burned skin was hot.

"Where are you taking me?"

"I'll tell you later."

Yu Shinan kept walking, Fu Sichen yanked it hard, "Brother Nan!"

There was already a bit of temper in the voice, and the feet were firmly on the ground, "You speak now."

Yu Shinan looked back at her, his face was very gloomy and dark, and the palm holding her arm was forcefully retracted.

Who are you scaring with this face? !

Fu Sichen yelled, deliberately, "It hurts."

The man let go subconsciously, and Fu Sichen pulled his hand back in an instant.

She put her hands behind her back, and held the wrist he had just grabbed with one hand, her heart was sore, it was too easy to lie to him.

"Going this way is the opposite direction. Why can't you go over there? Isn't there someone going that way?"

Gently holding the handle of the oil-paper umbrella, Fu Sichen looked up at his ugly face.

To be honest, she still hasn't figured out how to meet him and how to get along with him.

It's better when you don't see it, but it's not the same thing in your heart when you see it.

It turned out that what I called letting go was just superficial.

She never thought of relying on him, knowing that he was unconscious, so she chose not to speak.

Fu Sichen's pride did not allow him to choose between Lin Yuanqing and her. Love is love, and if you don't love, you don't love. A choice mixed with other factors is always a weakness of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

One day she would feel wronged just thinking about it.

But she never expected that he would tacitly allow Lin Yuanqing to tamper with her on his territory.

She took a deep breath in her heart, so she sent him the miscarriage bill directly, reassuring him that this matter would stop here, and no one would know except the person concerned.

Marry each other and live well.

Yu Shinan looked at the road just now, but he could no longer see the pair of figures.

He looked at her, "Why didn't Han Yi come with you?"

"I'm here with my friends for work, not for vacation. Besides, Han Yi also has his work to do." Fu Sichen frowned, feeling strange about his question. It's none of his business whether Han Yi will accompany her or not. ?

"Those scandals outside may not be groundless." Yu Shinan looked at her and reminded her, "At least I have been married to him for three years, so don't know anything."

I don't know why, but when he said this, Fu Sichen felt that he had slapped her face, as if saying that she wouldn't be a wife. She blushed slightly, "Han Yi won't mess around, that girl is In the entertainment industry, paparazzi tend to make a big fuss in order to stir up topics. Han Yi explained to me that it's just that there is an intersection at work."

"What do you believe in what he says?" Yu Shinan's voice was a little heavy, "Just believe him like that?"

"Then, he is my husband and the father of my child. If I don't believe him, who do I believe? Besides, I don't believe what he says. How can I live this day?" Fu Sichen spoke plausibly, and blurted out some words with anger, " Could it be that you and Lin Yuanqing are also suspicious of each other? No wonder you are not married until now, with this way of getting along, no one can marry you! Be a bachelor for the rest of your life!"

Yu Shinan was silent and did not refute.

There was a sudden silence between the two, which was eerily quiet and frightening.

Fu Sichen's throat felt uncomfortable, and those words came out without thinking about it, but he didn't seem to know what to do to remedy it.

He was so sullen that he couldn't see through his emotions, but it was obviously... not very good, so that when Yu Shinan suddenly reached out his hand, Fu Sichen subconsciously raised his arm to cover his face.

His shoulders were pulled, and his face was suddenly pressed into his chest. There was a unique smell of his body in the nostrils, dry and refreshing, and it was a deep mint smell, pungent and sour.

"Oh, oh, I didn't see it, are you okay? Your clothes are wet." The voice of the old man in his local accent kept apologizing.

"fine."

Men are concise.

The uncle apologized frequently.

A little water splashed on his arm made Fu Sichen realize that he was not trying to teach her a lesson, but to help her block the water from the gardeners.

Yu Shinan looked at the little girl who was sticking to him with her head down and motionless, and he let go of his hand, "Just your little arm, what's in the way? I really want to beat you, but even ten of you won't work."

Fu Sichen pursed his lips, and didn't dare to raise his head. Well, "I didn't mean to say that. Who told you to say me, Han Yi..."

She was complaining for Han Yi because he questioned her lover.

Yu Shinan's heart was blocked, but he was sure that he read it right just now, that a man could understand that kind of domineering posture.

"Being suspicious of men is normal." Yu Shinan never thought that one day he would teach her how to control her husband. of."

Fu Sichen took a deep breath, "It won't get to that point."

The person who can make her cry is not Han Yi.

The words have come to this point, and it is useless to say more.This girl's stubborn opinion may all come from her unreserved trust and nostalgia for Han Yi.

He couldn't help but think of how many years ago she hugged him and cried like crazy, saying that the person she liked very much didn't like her.

she is pregnant

At that time he thought that the child belonged to Han Yi, no wonder she kept silent.

It was he who violated her unconsciously, but she didn't say a word. Maybe there was something she couldn't say about it, or maybe there was something she deliberately concealed.

If the facts were revealed, as a man, Han Yi would not be without grievances, and she likes him so much.

Since she doesn't want to mention it again, he will rot in her stomach too.

It's just that she won't know how shocked he was when he saw her entering his room in the surveillance video, the woman who attacked his reason in his dream.

It was her.

All the blurry images of women have extremely clear faces. Dreaming back at midnight, her sobs and pleadings are a curse that provokes his self-control and makes him wander between man and demon.

"Well. Not to that point."

Yu Shinan repeated her words, as if to help her confirm the facts.

The man took a step back, opened a safe distance between the two of them, and lightly twitched the fingers hanging by his side. Her temperature and touch remained between the fingertips, making the nerves sharp.

He turned around to leave, but Fu Sichen saw that his suit was mostly wet.

"Your clothes are wet."

Yu Shinan glanced back, he laughed, "Auntie, who watered the flowers, returned it for you."

What he said was that she was sprayed with water by him yesterday.

Fu Sichen muttered, "I don't have my husband's suit for you to change into."

The voice was very small, but Yu Shinan still heard it, I really don't know if she cares about it or what.

"The road on the farm is circular, and you can go wherever you want to go. Currently, only the south side has been developed, and the north side is still wasteland and other phase two developments."

Yu Shinan paused, then added, "It's messy over there, don't go there."

"Isn't it developed? Is it more primitive over there?" Fu Sichen's eyes suddenly brightened.

Yu Shinan, "..."

He is very familiar with her expression, interested, very, want to see.

He suddenly regretted telling her this.

"No. It's just circled and no security planning has been done. It's messy and disorganized. It's different from what you think." Yu Shinan emphasized.