Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

When Fu Sichen woke up, he heard the rustling sound of sweeping the floor.

There is also the sound of splashing water when the jug is filled.

The smell of the warm sun on the quilt covering her body has been replaced by the smell of him and her, which is extremely ambiguous.

The doors were closed, the curtains were drawn a doorway apart, and light came in from outside.

The house in my hometown has no rear windows, and only relies on the front doors and windows for lighting.

It was daytime, and the room was not so bright yet.

Fu Sichen propped up his upper body, and the quilt slipped from in front of her, down to her chest. With a groan, she quickly pulled it up, and slithered in like a little red fish, wishing she could cover her head too.

Shyness and satisfaction rushed into his head at the same time, filling his face with heat.

In the house of my hometown, the three rooms in the north house are connected together, and there are small doors in the middle to connect them, which is convenient for daily access to things.

Talking in the next room can be heard clearly on the other side. Even though they and Ding Jing live in the rooms at the two ends of the north room, they feel that the sound insulation is not enough.

She went crazy in the ups and downs, she screamed and shivered all over, her dizzy head made her whole body go limp.

She knew that he was bullying her maliciously, and would block her by the side of the road to avoid danger when he went out. When he saw her dirty face, he would wipe it off with his fingers. If there was a muddy road where she couldn't jump in a skirt, he would just wipe it off. She embraced him, such a gentle man who treated her so well, but he ignored her begging for mercy and tortured her to death.

Yu Shinan came in from the outside, Ding Jing glanced at him, "What are you doing out so early?"

"Buy something." The man was vague.

Ding Jing glanced at him, stopped asking, but said, "This first child is not a wedlock, so why don't you let me, a grandma, wait outside the delivery room for the second one."

Yu Shinan, "..."

"Take care of the matter and go to propose marriage early."

A lintel like the Fu family cares a lot, making friends and being in-laws are two different things, and Ding Jing knows it very well.

Yu Shinan didn't say any more, and strode in.

She heard him when he opened the door. Fu Sichen lay on his side without moving, a little angry and deliberately refusing to talk to him.

She was ashamed and shy, not that she didn't like being with him, but she was a woman after all, she wasn't that thick-skinned, she could mess around when there were only two of them, and there were only two of them anyway.

The aunt is here, and the two of them are not married.

Yu Shinan glanced at the person on the bed who was still asleep, and he relaxed the movement of closing the door.

Fu Sichen heard the sound of a rustling plastic bag being put down, then his body sank, and someone sat down.

Yu Shinan reached out and pulled down the quilt covering her face, her side face was covered by tangled hair, and she pinned the hair on her face behind her ears, revealing her fair and red face, with the man's finger on her side He rubbed his face affectionately.

The soft and warm little face is as cute as Yan Zheng.

There was a smile in the man's eyes, and he leaned over and kissed her gently on the side of the cheek.

Fu Sichen groaned, and pressed his face into the mattress, as if he couldn't wake up and didn't want to be disturbed.

The little woman was extremely sensitive. He thought it was because she had been drugged before, but later he didn't know her real situation. He had shackles in his heart, and he tried his best to restrain himself even if they were together.

From confirming the two people's hearts to now, he really restrained himself for fear of hurting her.

The day he found out that Yan Zheng was his son, he insisted on not wanting her.

Hearing she said last night that the pain was gone, he couldn't help it.

Those superficial film knowledge taught her too little, and the real body reaction made her startled, ashamed and frightened, and the cute appearance of holding him and crying made him unable to help but ruthlessly ravage her.

He really loved her little sobbing.

He is no longer seventeen or eighteen years old, but he feels more impulsive than at that time, and his heart is full and swollen.

Wanting to be gentle and restrained to her but also wanting to be rough and bully her, my body and mind were burning hot, and I couldn't suppress it.

The quilt was dragged up by her, and the feet were exposed. He stretched out his hand to hold it, and it was a bit cold. Just as he was about to pull the quilt down to cover her, the little girl kicked his hand in shock, trying to break free.

He clenched it subconsciously, and when he turned his head, he met her shy eyes, staring at him as if they were wet.

Some scenes popped into my mind uncontrollably, and the memories that were suppressed last night crawled out again.

She was so tired that he left all the aftermath to him. The man was careful, and the towels had been washed two or three times. The action of him holding her foot reminded her suddenly.

The way she bit her lip and looked at him would really make a man boil.

But he tormented her out of his temper last night, and now she is willing but afraid she can't bear it.

"I bought medicine for you." Yu Shinan's voice was a little hoarse, and the hand holding her foot dragged her down forcefully.

In terms of strength, Fu Sichen was really no match at all, and she was dragged by him for a few minutes like this. The quilt was completely covered, covering her face, and most of her legs were exposed. The cool air in the morning shocked her. The skin became tight.

Wisps of hot air from under the quilt climbed onto his cheeks, Fu Sichen didn't show his face in a hurry, and only heard him say, "Apply it on for you, so that you won't be uncomfortable when you walk."

The voice was deep and hoarse, serious and lustful.

Fu Sichen didn't speak or move, her feet were loosened, and then she smelled a special Chinese herbal ointment rubbing on her with the man's rough fingers.

The little man under the quilt tightly gripped the sheet with his fingers, and the hot air of his breath sprayed on the cotton quilt.

When the person was pulled out by him, and when he picked her up, Fu Sichen opened his mouth and bit his lips, as if venting his anger, biting hard, as if a little blood had come out of the bite, the man muffled and never avoided, just hugging her. His arms tightened slightly, Fu Sichen loosened his teeth, licked again with the tip of his tongue, and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

The man met her dark eyes, his throat was dry like on fire, "It doesn't hurt."

There was a delicate hum in her nasal voice, and the whites of her eyes were about to roll up.

She hugged him suddenly again, buried her face on his neck, and nestled her body in his arms, extremely delicate, "I hurt."

In fact, it wasn't all pain, the pain was washed away by the more intense itching and soreness, but the dizziness that shattered her mind made her crazy.

Because I have never been in contact with her before, I am still a little scared and shy. I don't know if other women will be like her.

Yu Shinan hugged her, kissed her earlobe lightly, and coaxed her to apologize to the delicate little woman.

After coaxing for a while, Fu Sichen agreed to get up until there were Yan Zheng's voices outside.

Yan Zheng woke up and couldn't see that his parents were looking for someone, so he ran to his parents' bedroom without waiting for grandma to speak, but was grabbed by Ding Jing and dragged back.

"Wash your face first."

"Where's mom?"

"Mom hasn't woken up yet."

"Ah, mom is lying in bed. Spanking." The little guy had a towel around his neck, and he wanted to pat his butt up, his posture was ridiculous.

Ding Jing smiled and carried him to the side of the basin to wash his face. The little guy held his mouth tightly and resisted.

The cute appearance of the human cubs made Ding Jing laugh again and again.

She really felt that she hadn't been happy for too many years, since his father left.

The corners of the eyes were wet, but more warm. Ding Jing wiped the little guy's face and couldn't help but kiss him.

"I ate paper buns this morning. Grandma is the best. Yan Zheng has a taste."

"Okay." The little guy's long voice made Ding Jing laugh again.

Yu Shinan brought her clothes, Fu Sichen asked him to go out, but instead of going out, he reached out to help her dress.

Embarrassed, she pushed him, and finally let him go without resistance, shame and sweetness welled up in her heart.

When she was carried out of bed by him, her legs felt sore and numb for a while. She stood with her hands on his arms and relaxed, her lips were pouting, and she groaned coquettishly, "I can't walk anymore, I can't walk anymore, Sore legs."

Yu Shinan raised his eyebrows, "Hold you out?"

After speaking, he really bent down to hug her.

Fu Sichen was taken aback and quickly pushed him away.

It's true that my legs are sore, but it's not that I'm so delicate that I can't move. Just get out of bed and stand for a while.

The cooling salve also relieved the hot pain, a little discomfort but not as dramatic.

She just wanted to complain to him and act like a baby, but if she was really carried out, she would lose her face.

The two went out one after the other.

The yard has been swept clean, the urn is filled with water, and the steamer in the kitchen is emitting a burst of aroma.

When Yan Zheng saw his mother, he rushed over, and Fu Sichen squatted down to pick him up, but the little guy ran too fast, like a little meatball crashed in directly.

Fu Sichen really didn't expect that he was hugged by her, but was bumped and sat on the ground.

Fu Sichen was surprised, helpless and funny, "Fu Yanzheng, have you gained weight recently?"

Yan Zheng rubbed his head, is he fat?

Yu Shinan smiled and lifted the little guy out of her arms, took her hand with his big hand and pulled him up.

Ding Jing looked at this scene and laughed, "I'm not afraid of being fat when I was a child, it's fine when I pull it out, and Shi Nan was the same when he was a child."

Fu Sichen blushed when he saw Ding Jing.

Ding Jing got up once in the middle of the night to ask Yan Zheng to pee, softly coaxing him, and let him pour it into the flower pot outside the glass front porch.

But at that time, Fu Sichen was driven crazy to the extreme.

Who knows if you can hear it.

Fortunately, Ding Jing didn't say anything, and greeted them for dinner very naturally.

Paper buns with a thin layer of skin, not to mention how delicious.

Before leaving, he packed a few more for Fu Sichen.

While eating, Yu Shinan answered several phone calls in a row. He didn't know what happened, and he didn't explain, but he was anxious to return to Ancheng.

Ding Jing didn't keep anyone else, and only handed over a set of enamel jewelry to Yu Shinan, "Your father bought it for me when he was alive. I was joking at the time, if you get married in the future, if you are a daughter-in-law that I value, I will give it to her." .”

Ding Jing paused, then laughed again, "When you were with Lin Yuanqing, I thought I was going to bring this jewelry into the soil, and I thought that your eyes were so far away from your father's. Now it seems that it's not bad. .”

Yu Shinan looked out, and Si Chen was squatting in front of the garden telling Yan Zheng what kind of vegetable it was.

After saying it several times, the little guy made a mistake and was slapped on the head by her.

Yu Shinan withdrew his gaze, he put it away, the enamel color of Van Gogh's Starry Night style was enthusiastic and energetic.

It really does go well with her.

He's been very busy recently, and Si Chen and Yan Zheng didn't live in his villa either. Now that she knows that she has nothing to do with Han Yi, Yu Shinan doesn't care if she continues to go back to her previous place. His place is a safe place after all. They didn't do everything well, but taking advantage of this time, let Jiang Zhi upgrade the security system first.

He was very busy, and Fu Sichen knew that he was definitely not busy with the hotel and the farm, but if he didn't tell her, she stopped asking.

Recently, there have been a lot of news in Ancheng, big and small, and there have been hot spots one after another, most of which are social news.

It seems that it does not involve the economic level, but in fact it is the root cause, but it is more obscure.

Because a lot of big shots were involved, it didn't attract much attention, and the news was suppressed when it came out, but that doesn't mean there was no splash at all.

Some people have become scapegoats, unable to run away.

Fu Sichen has not been idle recently.

Some information about Han Yi and Xiaoxing began to emerge on the Internet.

Seeing Zhong Wanxiu bring Yan Zheng in from the outside, Fu Sichen said enviously, "Ah, Han Yi is so hot, he found a girlfriend so quickly."

"what?"

"I saw the report, maybe something good is coming." Fu Sichen bit the yogurt straw, and handed the phone to Zhong Wanxiu.

"So fast." Zhong Wanxiu frowned, and her eyes fell on Fu Sichen's face again, "Do you have someone you like? When you should fall in love, you should fall in love, and when you should get married, you should get married. In what Whatever you do at your age, don’t be confused again.”

"That's different, Han Yi is single and a noble son." Fu Sichen's eyebrows drooped, and the face of the usually lively little princess seemed to be covered with a layer of gloom, but she pretended to be relaxed, "I'm an unmarried mother, It's not that easy to fall in love."

These words really hit her ears, Zhong Wanxiu couldn't help but glanced at her, thinking that Fu Sichen's words were missing the words "no one wants".

"Don't frown, be careful of another wrinkle." Fu Sichen sat beside Zhong Wanxiu, stroked the center of her brows with his fingers, and said without conscience with a smile, "If I can't get married, I will stay with you and Dad."

"Who cares about your company?" Zhong Wanxiu snapped back.

"Ah, Mom, how could you be like this? You wish you could throw me out. It's better for Dad. Dad said he can support me for the rest of my life." Fu Sichen smiled and didn't have the consciousness of being bullied.

"You still want to gnaw on the old man, do you want to be shameless?" Zhong Wanxiu pinched her face, pushed her away in disgust, and asked her, "What do you like? Have you considered it carefully?"

"You can't be younger than me. I'm a child myself. Don't take care of another child. It's better to be older than me. I can do it under the age of twelve. I heard that old men will spoil others, and the most good-natured ones will do anything." Depending on my kind."

Zhong Wanxiu snorted, "A little older but not too old, good-tempered and doting, this kind of goodness has been picked away a long time ago, and I'm still waiting for you to pick it out."

"Oh, didn't you ask me, I won't say anything." Fu Sichen flattened his mouth and stopped talking.

It is said that the emperor is not in a hurry to kill eunuchs.

In the matter of children's marriage, this is really the case.

In the evening, Zhong Wanxiu complained to Fu Pinghui, "I'm worried about the marriage of the eldest and the second, and I can't worry about it when I come to Sichen."

"She's still young."

Fu Pinghui said that she was still young, which almost made Zhong Wanxiu lose her temper, "My son is three years old, you can't judge it by his youth. Besides, you have to talk to someone, it's impossible to just meet. You still I really want to keep her until she grows old."

"You haven't been looking at it recently. Is there anything suitable?" Fu Pinghui took off his glasses and looked at her. "I also look at the outstanding young people around me, but there is nothing too suitable."

If Fu Sichen hadn't had children, even if he was divorced, he would have a lot of choices.

But when she brought the child, the other party might not care much about it, but as a parent, it is inevitable to be picky about the family style and the character of the person, fearing that Si Chen will be wronged if he passes by.

Those who are on the same level as the Fu family in terms of strength are afraid of being dishonest.

The family dominated by the Fu family is sometimes unsatisfactory even if they pick and choose.

"Don't worry too much, fate is hard to say."

Zhong Wanxiu pursed her lips, "That's what I said, but where does the fate come from if I don't touch it."

She glanced at him, "Isn't it the same with us, what the parents ordered and the matchmaker's words. How much you looked down on me back then."

The man coughed softly, "Let Pingxiu and Jing Ting's family also help you see if there are any suitable relatives and friends around them."

Zhong Wanxiu thinks this is a good idea, it's great, she doesn't call anymore.

The whole family is here for the family dinner on the weekend.

Several women got together to chat, and Zhong Wanxiu talked about it.

Fu Sichen didn't feel uncomfortable, and added sweetly, "Elder sister-in-law and second sister-in-law are bothering you."

Xu Qingcheng sneered, and his eyebrows flew down to Fu Sichen.

The little princess blinked at her own second sister-in-law, and the two passed messages silently.

Tang Tang looked at the eyebrows between the two and smiled lightly.

As soon as Zhong Wanxiu left, Tang Tang said directly, "You two, what are you thinking about? Si Chen's eyes are about to blink and cramp."

"A certain person hates getting married and entrusts me to help." Xu Qingcheng teased with a smile.

"Second Sister~~" Fu Sichen called out coquettishly, then shook Sister-in-law's arm again and said, "Sister-in-law, whatever Second Sister-in-law says, you just have to go along with it."

Tang Tang smiled, "Then explain to me clearly, what if I agree with the wrong one?"

Xu Qingcheng said something next to Tang Tang's ear.

Tang Tang was surprised, and then covered her mouth very quickly, "Don't parents know?"

Xu Qingcheng shook his head lightly.

Tang Tang glanced at Fu Sichen, and nodded her finger between her brows, "You are really good, why are you so thoughtful?"

"I learned from my sister-in-law and second sister-in-law."

Tang Tang, "..."

Xu Qingcheng, "..."

Eating at one table at night is like opening a kindergarten with children.

It's crazy to eat a meal.

There is no problem with the older ones, but the smaller ones simply let the nanny put them together on a small table for dinner.

All three men drank a little wine, and the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious.

Xu Qingcheng looked at the right time and said, "Mom, I suddenly thought of someone. I don't know if Sichen will be satisfied."

"What kind?"

"It's very familiar, and I know the bottom line. He is very generous, but he is a little older." Xu Qingcheng controlled the rhythm of his tone and said it hesitantly.

Fu Jingting glanced sideways at her, then looked at Fu Sichen pretending to lower his head, snorted, and was about to speak when someone twisted his thigh.

The man hissed and grabbed her hand quickly.

Xu Qingcheng withdrew her hand, dipped her fingers in water and scratched the word "shut up" on the table.

Fu Jingting, "..."