After marrying the richest husband

Once it rained in Beicheng in autumn, it often couldn't stop for a while, it was cold and cold, and the weather was still extremely cloudy.

Pedestrians on the street hurried past under umbrellas, and cars passing by one after another splashed a small piece of water on the road.

Sang Qiao squatted under the eaves at the corner of the street in disgrace, with the hood of his windbreaker pulled up, obediently waiting for Fu Xingzhou to take him home.

Although the eaves above the head can cover some rainwater, it is inevitable that some fish that slip through the net will slide down the corners of the eaves and drip coldly on the top of Sangqiao's head.

Sang Qiao had eaten a big apple from the mental hospital since morning, and at this moment he was shivering from the cold.

Oh, it's so cold.

I knew I should have another lunch in the mental hospital.

Sang Qiao waited for 10 minutes and 10 minutes, but he didn't intend to urge Fu Xingzhou at all.

After all, Mr. Fu is a busy man, and the North City is so big. Sang Qiao was very moved to be able to spare time to say that he came to pick him up in person.

Sang Qiao sneezed, took out the phone to check the time, leaned against the wall like a brick mover with his clothes in his hands, and played the game on the phone with his head down.

This game requires drawing cards, and drawing cards requires money.

Sangqiao just charged 200 yuan two days ago, but he didn't even draw out an SSR.

However, recently, Sangqiao's financial situation is a little better than before. While shivering in the rain, he convinced himself for 2 minutes, and recharged another two hundred in the game tremblingly.

Just finished charging, haven't drawn the card yet.

A black umbrella was propped above Sangqiao's head.

The rain that originally rolled down the eaves was also blocked out of the umbrella.

Sang Qiao froze for a moment, then raised his head subconsciously.

The umbrella ribs are large, and the black umbrella surface is thick and spacious.

When it hit the top of the head, there was a sense of security as if it could cover the sky and the sun.

And Fu Xingzhou stood beside him with an umbrella in one hand, wearing a coat of the same color as the umbrella's pure black, tall and straight, blocking the direction of the wind.

Sang Qiao immediately stuffed the phone into his pocket and stood up against the wall: "Director Fu, you came so fast?"

Fu Xingzhou turned the umbrella a little towards Sangqiao, with disapproval in his eyes: "What did you call me?"

Sang Qiao: "???"

Sang Qiao is shameless by nature, he doesn't call other people's husband when he doesn't need to be pitiful.

He rolled his eyes and stood beside the man with a smile: "Fu Xingzhou, aren't you busy today? Thank you for saving my dog's life."

Fu Xingzhou was actually very busy today, he turned down at least three invitations and waited for Sangqiao at home.

As a result, after waiting and waiting, Sangqiao just didn't go home.

Only then did Fu Xingzhou make a phone call.

It turned out that Sang Qiao made himself into such a pitiful look.

Moreover, even the husband is not good at barking.

With a sullen face, Fu Xingzhou took off his coat and put it on Sang Qiao, then turned around: "Get in the car."

Sang Qiao: "..."

He is so aggressive, this person is so indifferent.

Probably this is the rich man.

Sang Qiao quickly finished his self-analysis, touched his nose with self-knowledge, and obediently followed Fu Xingzhou into the car.

Fu Xingzhou's car was indeed completely different from the previous Maserati's Wild Wind.

Parked on the side of the street was a Maybach sedan, pure black, very restrained.

The wet Sangqiao got into the co-pilot under Fu Xingzhou's umbrella, and watched Fu Xingzhou get in the car from the other side.

Sniffing, he wanted to ask Fu Xingzhou if he could turn on the air conditioner in the car.

However, before Sangqiao could speak, the air conditioner in the car was already on.

Sang Qiao: "..."

The temperature is warm, not too cold or too dry.

The sound of the engine starting seems very light in the rain.

Sang Qiao took off Fu Xingzhou's overcoat, and carefully folded it for him several times, which looked better than the staff of the dry cleaners.

Then he carefully glanced at Fu Xingzhou who was driving, and tiptoedly pushed the coat over to him bit by bit.

Only push halfway.

Fu Xingzhou's cold voice sounded: "Put it on."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao was not very happy, feeling a little hot, so he pursed his lips and said, "It's okay, the air conditioner is turned on."

Fu Xingzhou turned the steering wheel: "Don't make me say it a second time."

Sang Qiao: "...Oh."

Rich people are really fierce.

Sang Qiao put on his coat again.

Fu Xingzhou took another look at the seat belt on Sangqiao's body, then looked away, and changed the subject: "Why are you here?"

This is the North Fourth Ring Road, the two's new house, no, to be precise, the villa where Sang Qiao lived is half a city across the North City.

Naturally, Sang Qiao would not tell Fu Xingzhou that he came here to get medicine, and ran the train with his mouth full: "He came with other friends, he wants to buy something."

Fu Xingzhou said: "Which friend?"

Sang Qiao nonsense: "A trainee I met on a show, you don't know."

Fu Xingzhou turned on the wiper: "Oh? What's your name?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Did Fu Xingzhou's company lose money today?Or eat a barbell?

This is so good.

After much deliberation, Sang Qiao couldn't come up with a reliable name, so he had to drag his roommate out and lie down on the gun: "It's called Jiang Kai, that's the one with the initials of cursive. Open the door and open the door!"

Fu Xingzhou had already checked the roommate of Sangqiao to the bottom, even Jiang Kai's grandpa was a kitchen knife sharpener. Hearing this, he finally felt relieved and stopped asking.

Sang Qiao quickly took out his mobile phone to speak to Jiang, and quickly clicked on the chat interface.

Mu Youqiao: Are you there? Are you there?

Jiang Jiang thought about it:?What's up!

Mu Youqiao: If someone asks you what you did today!You just said that you were with me in the morning and went to the North Fourth Ring Road!Do you know? !

Mu Youqiao: Help you recharge the game after the matter is completed!dog head clap

Jiang Jiang thought about it: ojbk, it's done!Who checks your post?Just have a day off and check.begging jg

Sang Qiao was also sad, bowing his head and typing away.

Mu Youqiao: That's right, I'm the bully.

Jiang Jiang thought about it: ...

Jiang Kai was silent for a while, then came back.

Jiang Jiang thought about it: Say hello to the rich uncle for me, does the rich uncle still need a son?looking forward to

There is no Joe:? ? ?

Sang Qiao hasn't finished the battle with Jiang yet.

Fu Xingzhou, who was sitting next to him, looked over again: "Don't look at your phone in the car, it's bad for your eyes."

Sang Qiao could only speak quickly for the last time, then stuffed the phone into his pocket, and put his hands straight on his knees, like a kindergarten waiting for the teacher to hand out apples.

Fu Xingzhou's eyes lingered on Sangqiao's slender knuckles for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Before you said you wanted to buy clothes?"

Sang Qiao remembered the matter of Zhuang Hui's shirt again, and slapped his head: "Yes, yes, yes! It's a long list of English names, so hard to pronounce."

Fu Xingzhou stopped the car on the side of the side road, turned around and said, "Show me."

Sang Qiao took out the phone again, opened the memo pad, and showed Fu Xingzhou the name of the brand, described the appearance of the clothes, and emphasized a sentence: "I want to buy size xl!"

Fu Xingzhou is very familiar with this brand.

When I came to Beicheng to hold a big show at the beginning of this year, the venue and sponsorship were all discussed with Fu.

But with Sang Qiao's body, she definitely couldn't wear clothes in size xl.

The pajamas and casual clothes that Sang Qiao wore to the competition were all bought by Fu Xingzhou. Not only the size of the jacket, but also the waist circumference and trouser length were all customized.

Fu Xingzhou frowned invisibly: "Who do you want to buy 175's clothes for?"

Sang Qiao can be strong even if he is not straightforward, so he straightened his chest and said to Fu Xingzhou: "I just want to wear two sizes bigger, boy...boyfired!"

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fu Xingzhou was silent for two seconds, and helped Sang Qiao switch to the Chinese name: "Boyfriend style?"

Sang Qiao didn't think there was anything shameful about being uneducated, and he showed a big smile readily: "Yeah. I think peacock blue suits me very well, but I went to a store of this brand to see it, and the store also No. Fu Xingzhou, do you know where I can buy it?"

Some luxury brands do not display all the clothes and bags, and they need to spend a certain amount before the shopping guide can introduce and purchase other styles that are not publicly sold.

Fu Xingzhou looked into Sang Qiao's bright eyes, then moved his gaze downwards, and stopped at the corners of his pale lips.

Those are very attractive lips.

When the owner of the lip is ill and has a fever, it will appear showy and dry.

It's still soft to the touch.

It happened to be a cloudy day with heavy rain.

Sang Qiao didn't notice the dark color that flashed in Fu Xingzhou's eyes at all, and even took the initiative to stretch out his hand and gently pulled the man's cuff, compromised and said aggrievedly: "Then, if the clothes are very expensive, you can buy them from my clothes." It's deducted from the pocket money."

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fu Xingzhou took a deep breath, and looked down at the position between his legs under the steering wheel.

Fortunately, the suit was loose, and there were no traces visible from the outside.

It just hurts.

Fu Xingzhou's voice was a little imperceptibly hoarse: "No need."

Sang Qiao: "Huh?"

Fu Xingzhou's expression was deep, and he turned the Maybach out of the side road: "No need to buy it, the brand's branch in Beicheng will send a full set of new products for the next season at night. If you like it, you can change it."

Sang Qiao: "???"

Sang Qiao was dumbfounded.

He wanted to get a dress to pay Zhuang Hui back, but he didn't want to wear some kind of bbq, bah, boyfriend style.

If Fu Xingzhou really asks the brand to give him one in size xl, each of which is two sizes larger than what he usually wears, then he will wear it!

Sang Qiao frowned.

After struggling for a long time, I stretched out my hand to poke Fu Xingzhou again, and said in a super soft tone: "Husband, except for that shirt, other clothes, can you ask the store to give you other sizes?"

Fu Xingzhou almost drove the car out of the green belt when Sang Qiao called her husband.

Turned the corner just in time for a red light.

Fu Xingzhou's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he said in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll let them send a set for each size."

The author has something to say: Fu Xingzhou: Who bought couple outfits for his wife and rival in love?

Fu Xingzhou: It's me.

Fu Xingzhou: I'm so stupid, really.

Qiaoqiao: I am presenting flowers to Fu Dong today

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