After being pregnant, Sand Sculptor always insists on marrying me

Han Qi wasn't really angry. He didn't know the reason before, and he only regarded it as Fu Juntong's habit. Now that he knew the inside story behind this, it was too late to feel distressed. How could he be willing to be angry.

It's just that he didn't intend to tell Fu Juntong exactly what Jiang Meng told him today, he thought it would be better not to tell him.

But Fu Juntong must know that he already knew the idea of ​​​​waiting for rabbits at the beginning.

Therefore, although he did not intend to tell the truth to Fu Juntong, he still showed the appearance of suddenly knowing the inside story, a little angry, and wanting to settle accounts after the fall.

After all, this was the most normal reaction he showed after he found out what Fu Juntong was hiding from him.

So in order to maintain his normal reaction, Han Qi didn't immediately follow his own thoughts, and quickly forgave Fu Juntong, because it was obviously not in line with his usual style. After all, Fu Juntong didn't even explain this time. Haven't started explaining yet!

Of course, it would be even better if some unequal treaties could be drawn out based on this problem. After all, in normal times, only Fu Juntong has always been the one to do the tricks. He wants to turn himself into a serf and sing today!

So Han Qi pretended to be angry. He used to wrap his arms around Fu Juntong's neck, but now he didn't. Instead, he turned his back and didn't even look at him.

Seeing him like this, Fu Juntong wanted to explain to him but didn't dare to straighten Han Qi's body forcibly, for fear that his hands might hurt him instead.

He didn't dare to be moved by others, so he could only move by himself.

So Fu Juntong changed his seat and sat across from Han Qi in a hurry.

He reached out to hold Han Qi's shoulder: "Listen to my explanation!"

What Fu Juntong said was very powerful and powerful, but even for the sake of this, he didn't start talking until Han Qi nodded: "I didn't have a good brain at the time."

Han Qi was listening attentively to Fu Juntong's explanation. Although Jiang Meng had explained the reason to him, he still wanted to know what Fu Juntong thought.

But he never expected that Fu Juntong would be so self-deprecating when he came up.

Good brother, you don't have to!

But before he could say anything, Fu Juntong continued his own words: "Didn't I claim to be a bossy boss at the beginning, then I felt that my life was a replica of a bossy boss' novel, and then That time in the hotel happened to be the most common routine, so I thought that the same routine would happen to me many times, so I thought that according to the routine, you would come back and take the initiative to find me !"

"Afterwards, didn't I also get lost and come back? I really didn't mean it. I was really out of my mind at the time. I believed too much in routine literature and didn't realize these problems."

Speaking of this, Fu Juntong was still a little nervous. He didn't know if Han Qi would believe his statement. After all, when most people heard such a statement, their first reaction would be to think that the other party was lying and wanted to play tricks.

But he is different. Although this statement sounds absurd, every word of his is true!

He really thought so QAQ at the beginning.

So after finishing speaking, Fu Juntong stared at Han Qi carefully, for fear that there would be some other expressions on his face.

In the worst case, if there is any, he can make supplementary explanations in time.

After all, that's all he can say, and it's impossible for him to start talking about it from when he was a child.

Mr. Fu's face will not allow these things to happen.

It's just that he didn't expect that his mother, Ms. Jiang Meng, had already sold him mercilessly just like the villa delivery incident before.

Han Qi nodded thoughtfully. He heard Jiang Meng say it before, and now Fu Juntong explained his feelings from the first-person perspective. Of course, Han Qi would not doubt it. He just judged the subtleties of the two people's statements. Different, after all, the same thing, viewed from different angles, the results presented are also different.

Han Qi looked at Fu Juntong with a slightly nervous expression, and he could guess Fu Juntong's mood at the moment. He looked at Fu Juntong, didn't speak, just smiled at Fu Juntong, with the softest gesture he could show .

His current smile doesn't have any other emotions at all, it's just a simple comforting smile, but Fu Juntong obviously misunderstood what he meant.

Could it be that Han Qi didn't believe it?It shouldn't be, even if you really don't believe it, you should tell him directly, why would you laugh?

Fu Juntong didn't know what Han Qi was thinking, so he could only infer Han Qi's current mood based on his expression and the context.

Han Qi smiled before, and then came to settle accounts, so this smile must mean that there is something bad going on.

But here comes the question, what else is there? Fu Juntong quickly went through all the things that happened recently in his mind, but he didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

Now he was really a little puzzled, but it didn't matter, it didn't matter, anyway, if he admits his mistake once, he admits it, and if he admits it twice, he admits it.

So, even though he didn't know what happened, Fu Juntong said sorry again cleanly.

Anyway, it’s not ashamed to admit his mistakes to his wife. After thinking about it later, he pulled out his x and was ruthless after one night. He didn't say to take the initiative to contact him to apologize or anything, and even thought about asking Han Qi to contact him on his own initiative.

Now that he thought about it, he felt that he was a scumbag, and it was normal for Han Qi to be angry.

Han Qi didn't notice it at first, but after seeing that Fu Juntong's expression didn't relax as he imagined, he realized that Fu Juntong must have misunderstood.

Damn, there really isn't that tacit understanding between the two of them, he's smiling so softly, can't you see it?

"Damn." Han Qi originally wanted to put his arms around Fu Juntong's neck again, but he couldn't maintain this position for too long because it would hit his stomach, so he chose to turn his back and lean into Fu Juntong's arms.

"Don't think too much, I'm not angry, I just want to torment you, really." Han Qi originally thought of a way to come up with an unequal treaty, but Fu Juntong seemed so self-blaming and sad, where is he? I can still open my mouth.

After all, he was the one who knew the most detailed ins and outs from Jiang Meng, so he couldn't bear to act as if he suddenly discovered this matter. Moreover, everyone was an adult that night, and he was drugged again. , If you like me, I can't say whose fault it is.

Tsk, he really is still too soft-hearted (x).

Han Qi spontaneously adjusted his posture in Fu Juntong's arms so that he could lie more comfortably. At the same time, he deeply spurned himself for relying on others and making fun of them.

He usually said that Fu Juntong was not a good person, and he himself was obviously not a good person, so he had no right to say anything about others.

But now is not the time to talk about this, the most urgent task now is to comfort Mr. Fu who is in his own emotions.

After all, it may be that this matter involved some sensitive emotions, so that Fu Juntong fell into silence after he finished explaining, obviously with an attitude of no need to comfort, no need to say more, he was wrong, and it seemed that he was wrong. He seemed to believe in Han Qi's comfort, and probably had a little temper tantrum.

So now it's time for Han Qi to explain to Fu Juntong that it's really a turn of events, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor.

Cough cough, the last sentence is strung together.

Anyway, Han Qi is not a person who plays cards according to the routine. It is impossible for him to explain the past in the same sentence as Fu Jun honestly. It is better to do it directly.

Of course, the hands here don't mean beating people.

Han Qi couldn't see where Fu Juntong's hand was placed, so he groped for it and pulled it. When he touched it, he didn't let go, and pulled it toward his stomach.

Since it was indoors and it wasn't cold, Han Qi lifted up his clothes generously and let Fu Juntong's hands touch his belly intimately.

"You said that if I'm really so easy to get angry, and even if I don't listen to you, can the child grow up to be so big?"

It was also a coincidence, as soon as Han Qi's voice fell, the child in his stomach started his nighttime exercise restlessly.

Fu Juntong could feel that his round and firm belly bulged here and moved there, especially where his hands were placed, as if echoing Han Qi's words.

"Did you hear that? The kids are talking about you." Han Qi rubbed his head, suddenly thought of something, groped to find his phone, and clicked on the photo album.

"By the way, I saw your photo today." Han Qi clicked on the photo album. Although he said that he planned to print another copy, there are a few very commemorative photos in it, which are already lying on the bed right now. It's in Han Qi's photo album.

He has already filmed it.

"Tell me, is this little guy a boy or a girl? If he looks like you, will he look like this?" Han Qi said while finding the few in the album that he wanted to show Fu Juntong. a photograph.

They were all taken when Fu Juntong was two years old. It seems that they may even be on the same day, but the difference is that Fu Juntong in one photo is wearing a boy's clothes, while in the other photo he is wearing A fluffy skirt, half-length hair that is not short, and was forced to be combed into two small twitches, and paired with that pretty face, it is almost doubly cute.

When Han Qi saw this photo for the first time, he was overwhelmed by the cuteness that rushed to his face. A beautiful child who seemed not very happy and cold-eyed, and wearing such a cute puffy dress The skirt, the cuteness brought by the contrast, not to mention how attractive it is.

The moment Fu Juntong saw the photo, his complexion obviously became a little ugly.It's not that he hasn't seen the photo album that Jiang Meng hid, it was coaxed by her to take a picture when he was young when he was still naive, and this is the only one.

How could he, the domineering president, be wearing a tutu!This is simply black history!

How can Han Qi know this? This is too inconsistent with his personality. His image of being wise and mighty is about to be shattered!

So at this moment, Fu Juntong couldn't care about anything else, he just wanted to delete his black history from Han Qi's phone.

But Han Qi saw his intentions one step ahead. Before Fu Juntong was about to do something with this photo, he turned off the phone quickly and pressed it under his body.

"Delete!" Fu Juntong couldn't forcefully get the phone behind Han Qi's back, so he could only fight pointlessly with words.

"No, I want to keep such a lovely photo as a treasure." How could Han Qi just follow Fu Juntong's words and delete the album? It's impossible, absolutely impossible!

"My photo album is full of photos of you, isn't that good? Since I was a child, I have treasured every aspect of you. This is my love for you, brother!" Han Qi lifted the quilt and felt very numb. You sneaked in with your mobile phone, and in the shortest time you uploaded the photo backup to the network disk, completely leaving no room for Fu Juntong who was sitting by the bed to struggle.

Then turn off the phone and stuff it under the pillow. The set of movements is smooth and smooth, and the meaning expressed is also obvious-it is impossible to delete photos, and it is impossible to delete them in this life.

After doing all this, Han Qi released himself from the quilt. He smiled flatteringly, his big eyes bent into a crescent shape:

"Oh, you're tired after working all day. Let me help you squeeze your shoulders." Although Han Qi didn't know anything about techniques such as massage, relaxation, and shoulder pinching, it didn't stop him from being good-looking in front of Fu Juntong.

He felt very sorry for everything that happened just now, but he had nothing else to do. He could only rub Fu Juntong's shoulders and express his heart, not respect.

Fu Juntong was not angry at first, even if he insisted on saying it, he could only say that he became angry from embarrassment.

So, at this very moment, facing such a Han Qi who started to flirt, what can Fu Juntong do? Fu Juntong can't do anything. , Let him rub his shoulders, it's right to make up for it.

After all, it's better than nothing.

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The population relationship of the Fu family is simple. He was the only one in Grandpa Fu's generation, and he only had one son, Fu Yuan. Fu Yuan and Jiang Meng also only had the same son, Fu Jun. The interpersonal relationship is extremely simple, so there are basically no close relatives. Need to move around.

Of course, during the Chinese New Year, some familiar business partners still have to visit if they want to visit. However, with the status of the Fu family, generally only others will visit them, and they don't need to visit others.

Of course, these things have nothing to do with Han Qi, at least they have nothing to do with the current Han Qi. Although there is indeed a need to recognize people, no matter what, the current Han Qi can't be made to meet people with such a big belly. Too dangerous.

Moreover, Han Qi is a boy after all, and it is too rare for a boy to get pregnant. Although the status of the Fu family does not mean that there is no way to protect Han Qi, but in any case, one thing more is worse than one thing less.

And although there are not many people who come here every year, they are not too few, and Han Qi can't be asked to go upstairs to avoid them as soon as people come.

So this year, the Fu family shirked the fact that they had something to do, and just closed the door to thank guests, and did not accept any door-to-door visits from their partners.

But Han Qi didn't know anything about it. He only knew that the Fu family had a simple population, so he thought that there was no need to move around to pay New Year's greetings.

For a dead house like him, not having to pay New Year's greetings means not having to meet strangers, which is really great.

It's almost New Year's Eve, and generally everyone should get busy and get ready for the coming New Year, but the Fu family is different.

Apart from a slight change in the interior furnishings, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, it looks a little more festive, there seems to be no other changes.

After all, there is nothing to prepare. After all, even in normal times, everything is well prepared, and there is no place to clean even the general cleaning.

So even if it's almost New Year's Eve, everyone doesn't need to get busy, just stay at home and be a salted fish with peace of mind.

Because even the company is on holiday, the bosses, big and small, don't have so many things to do.

It is strange to say that when Fu Juntong has to go out to work every day, Han Qi can sleep until it is dark, and he can't come until it is too late, but Fu Juntong finally stayed at home on vacation, and he woke up more and more Come sooner.

Fortunately, it's cold outside now, but Fu Juntong didn't ask him to go out for a walk in the morning as he did when the weather was hot.

So moved.

However, although it is said that there is nothing to do, there is really nothing to do in more than a dozen pages, but there are still some things that must be done. breath.

So today, after Han Qi woke up, he was told that he and Fu Juntong had been given a very important task, which was——

Post couplets.

The couplets were not bought, but Fu Juntong and Fu Yuan wrote them by themselves.

In Fu's family, calligraphy has been practiced since childhood. Although it is not necessary to have profound attainments, at least it must be handy, and it is more than enough to write couplets.

Fu Juntong was not wearing a suit or a shirt today, but a furry home dress. You must know that in the past, even at home, Fu Juntong was still very serious in formal attire.

The most important thing is that Fu Juntong and Han Qi are still couples, but the color is slightly different.

This made Fu Yuan envious. Although he hated it and would say a few words if he caught it, his eyes kept suggesting that Jiang Meng wanted to buy a set.

Although Jiang Meng ignored him.

Han Qi walked to Fu Juntong's side, and saw that various styles of paper had been laid out on the table, but they were all blank, and they hadn't started writing yet.

"What do you want to write?" Han Qi naturally put his hand under the hat of Fu Juntong's coat. Although he was not cold, the hat would obviously be warmer. He looked at Fu Juntong curiously. I write Spring Festival couplets at home.

"I haven't decided what to write yet." Fu Juntong shook his head.

Seeing that the curiosity in Han Qi's eyes couldn't be stopped, he handed the pen in his hand to Han Qi: "Why don't you try? Anyway, Dad hasn't decided what to write yet, and I guess he still has trouble. It's been a long time, with this time, it's just right for you to try it."

"Ah?" Han Qi took a step back subconsciously, and waved his hand at him: "I can't, I haven't learned it, I can't write brush characters, it's even worse if you ask me to write you a couplet with code It's fast."

"It's okay, I will, I'll teach you." Fu Juntong grabbed Han Qi's hand without hesitation, and led him to the case.

Fu Juntong picked up the pen, handed it to Han Qi, wrapped his hand around his, and explained to him the correct posture of holding the pen and the essentials of writing.

Fu Juntong held Han Qi's hand holding the brush, dipped in the freshly ground ink, and took him hand in hand to feel familiar with the brush from scratch.

Han Qi's whole person is equivalent to falling into Fu Juntong's arms, being completely enveloped in his arms, reminding each other a few words from time to time, biting each other's ears, talking about something interesting and then laughing twice, looking intimate Extremely.

Fu Yuan on the side was jealous, and immediately turned to Jiang Meng and said, "Honey, let me teach you how to write!"

Jiang Meng was looking at Fu Juntong and the two of them with a face full of relief, but he was a little strange when he heard Fu Yuan's words:

"What are you thinking? I have already mastered cutting decades ago, so I still need you to teach me?"

Why is this man so weird after he gets older?

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I'm going to sleep (sleepy), I'm long today!