Chapter 53

In the afternoon, Fu Hanchuan didn't go back when the company had nothing to do. He only asked Qiao Shen to call him if he had anything to do.

However, he continued to work in his study, but his sight fell on the computer screen and didn't read a few lines.

He was a little uncomfortable. He ate some hot dishes at noon. Now his stomach hurts.

The whole room was quiet, which made his pain more obvious.

Finally, he couldn't help standing up and carrying a water cup to pour hot water. When he passed the children's room, he stepped down. Through the crack in the door, he could see Su Xiang lying askew on his son's bed to coax him to take a nap.

She lay on her side with her head in one hand, her hair tilted down from one side, her soft eyes all stayed on her son's pink face, a slight smile on her lips, and her other hand gently patted her son's small body.

Fu Ying slept soundly. His chubby little hand was held by his ear. He was carefree. He still wriggled his small mouth in his sleep.

"... mother said: close your eyes, my little tiger, go to sleep."

"But the little tiger doesn't want to sleep. If I close my eyes, I can't see the sky..."

In the mobile phone reading software, the low, slow and magnetic reading sound floated out, which not only warmed the tone of the room, but also made the whole woman seem to emit a soft light.

This scene will make people can't help but stop, stop their eyes here, and the whole person will relax.

It seems that the body is not so uncomfortable.

Su Xiang noticed that there seemed to be a look staring at her. He looked up and looked at the past. Fu Hanchuan's soft eyes were caught by surprise. He immediately took them back, coughed against his lips, and turned around and left.

Su Xiang blinked and was stunned for a moment.

She had never seen that look.

But it was only a moment. She thought she was wrong.

Maybe he was wrong. Fu Hanchuan's eyes were always sharp and divine, with an incomparable momentum. If he was timid, he could see and cry.

Su Xiang didn't think any more. He looked down at his son. The little guy had slept very well. His belly was up and down, snoring softly, and he slept heartlessly.

She pinched her son's little hand. The little guy didn't respond. She gently put his little hand into the quilt and got out of bed.

Some noise came from the direction of the kitchen, and Su Xiang went over.

Fu Hanchuan was boiling water. Seeing Su Xiang's Figure shaking at the door, he didn't intend to call her, but she didn't even mean to come in, so he stopped her.

"Go and find me some stomach medicine. I'm not feeling well."

Su Xiang saw him wring his eyebrows and covering his stomach with one hand. At lunch, he ate some fish heads with chopped pepper. The dish was very spicy.

Su Xiang left her mouth and couldn't eat spicy food, but she turned her steps and searched in the cabinet in the living room.

Fu Hanchuan poured hot water and went out. He saw Su Xiang take out the medicine box from the cabinet and take the medicine inside.

There are children at home, and there are more commonly used medicines. Fu Hanchuan has a headache and his stomach is not good. The two people's medicines are carefully sorted out separately and can be easily found.

Su Xiang took the medicine and handed it to Fu Hanchuan. I thought I would leave him alone after giving it to him, but I thought about it and raised my hand.

——Don't work if you're not feeling well. Take medicine and take a nap. It's better and faster.

After the gesture, she walked to her bedroom.

Now she's going to take a nap, too.

It's been a long day. Now I can only eat and sleep.

Holding a box of pills, Fu Hanchuan looked at her back: "stop."

Su Xiang paused and looked back at him.

Fu Hanchuan asked, "Why are you going?"

Su Xiang stared at him inexplicably, and then compared a sleeping gesture.

Why is this man so annoying? He even has to sleep.

Su Xiang yawned, turned and continued to walk lazily to the room.

Fu Hanchuan looked in the direction of the balcony of the living room. The doll grabbing machine was placed there alone. The afternoon sun came in, and the game machine was just in the sun.

Looking back, some boring looked at the medicine in their hands and walked towards the study with slippers.

After taking the medicine, his stomach finally felt better. Fu Hanchuan replied to several emails and glanced at the time at the bottom right of the computer. It was still early at 1:30.

When I was about to read the new project plan again, I suddenly saw the woman lying on her side with low eyes.

Under the pink round neck sweater, the collarbone is looming, the white and crystal skin, and the graceful body curve

Sleep

Fu Hanchuan slowly rubbed his chin with his fingertips, suddenly closed his notebook and stood up.

The door of the second bedroom was closed, the handle was gently twisted and pushed, and a tall figure walked in.

The curtains of the bedroom were closed, blocking the sun out of the window. The light in the room was dim, and the woman on the big bed was sleeping soundly.

The mattress on the left sank, a corner of the quilt was opened, the man took off his shoe cover and hugged the woman into his arms. This angry action seemed natural and could not be more natural.

Fu Hanchuan hardly took a nap, but when his soft body in his arms was close to him and the steady breath was blowing gently around his neck, he also felt sleepy.

So I slept.

Su Xiang slept vaguely. She felt that her waist was pressed by something. She opened her eyes mistily and saw a solid chest in front of her. It was a man with some smell of tobacco.

This unique smell is what she has long been used to.

Fu Hanchuan is a shirt controller. Even at home, he wears a home coat outside his shirt. At this time, his body was also a white shirt, which was pressed out of folds, the buttons on the collar were untied, and the round Adam's apple was hidden between his chin and collar, showing a smell of hormones.

Sexy.

Su Xiang could not help but stretch out his hand and gently touched it with his fingertips.

"Enough?" A languid and low voice suddenly sounded over her head. The Adam's apple vibrated slightly. Her fingertips felt numb and crisp. Su Xiang's hand trembled and retracted immediately.

But when he was halfway down, he was caught.

Fu Hanchuan held her thin fingers and his eyes just woke up with three scattered diffuse.

He looked at her, "are you clean?"

Su Xiang was still a little confused at first. What was clean or not? But when she felt the hot temperature on him, she immediately understood, and her face turned red.

Why does he want to do that at this time?

It's still broad daylight!

No, it has nothing to do with day and night.

Su Xiang shook his head like a rattle, and his body retreated a little.

Although her great aunt didn't come long, she had to have three or four days. This was the third day.

Fu Hanchuan raised his hand. As soon as Su Xiang saw his hand lifted up, his body hid further. Fu Hanchuan looked at her. His big hand just rubbed his face, then pulled back his other hand from under her body, opened the quilt and sat up.

He is not so hungry as to choose food for the sake of that unsolved Valley debt.

But after a sleep, the whole person's spirit improved a lot.

Fu Hanchuan brushed his wrinkled shirt and frowned.

He always pays attention to appearance. His clothes are wrinkled, so he naturally needs to change.

Su Xiang watched him go out of the door and thought of something. He got out of bed and followed him.

When I opened the door, I saw a strong body in front of me, with wide shoulders and narrow hips, and strong back muscles glowing with honey light. I saw that Su Xiang had a dry throat, dry tongue and red cheeks.

She thought it was probably because she had just slept. People always feel thirsty when they wake up.

However, Su Xiang turned his head sideways and waited for him to change his clothes.

Fu Hanchuan took his shirt from the wardrobe and changed it. He looked back at her and said, "what's up?"

Su Xiang nodded.

——I think you've seen that I'm bored at home now. I eat and sleep. If you don't want me to do nothing and go out to cause trouble all day, then resume my work, will you?

Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly and watched her gesture for a while without any reaction.

Su Xiang looked at him and thought it was too complicated. He couldn't understand it. He quickly pinched his fingers, turned his head and looked around his room. There was no paper and pen in his room. She turned and ran back to her room, took her mobile phone, and then typed out what she had just said on the screen.

Fu Hanchuan just finished buttoning the last button and stuffed the hem of his shirt into his trousers.

He looked at her cell phone and said, "do you want to go out to work?"

Su Xiang immediately nodded, looking very serious.

Fu Ying is led by teacher Wu every day. What she can do now is similar to that of mother song. She cooks and coaxes the children to sleep. She doesn't know what to do the rest of the time.

She has no social circle and doesn't like going shopping. She is still young and can't waste her time waiting for darkness.

Fu Hanchuan stared at her face for a few seconds, suddenly smiled, and Su Xiang looked at him puzzled.

——What are you laughing at?

Fu Hanchuan looked at her and said, "do you have a teacher qualification certificate?"

Su Xiang was stunned. She didn't have a teacher qualification certificate, but it was clearly his fault. As long as he called the Education Bureau, she could go to school immediately.

Su Xiang was excited and wrote on his mobile phone: call the Education Bureau and I can go to work!

Fu Hanchuan smiled and said, "why should I call the education bureau? The education bureau is national, not mine. Why should people listen to me?"

With that, he buckled his cufflinks and walked around Su Xiang to the door.

Let her go back to school, and then laugh and make trouble with Qi Lingyang by taking the opportunity of doing app. Are you flirting?

Su Xiang was so angry that he turned his head and stared at his back.

He's obviously playing tricks!

Fu Hanchuan is in Beicheng. Who can't give him face? It's just a matter of moving her fingers to plug someone into the school, and she doesn't want a teacher, she's just a contract worker!

Moreover, she just asked him to lift his hand and revoke the report. Why didn't he agree!

Su Xiang was so angry that he immediately followed up to argue with him, but after two steps, he suddenly stopped and bit his lips.

She changed her mind, didn't she just ask for a teacher's qualification certificate?

She's going to take the exam!

After saving, he threatened her with this when he didn't like her again.

And... And she should always have a certificate in hand. In the future, she really left the Fu family and could have a serious job and eat

She glanced at the low luxury wallpaper and the visible oak door in front of her. Here, she didn't know how long she could live

Fu family

Su Xiang didn't think any more. Fu Ying woke up and ran out to hug her leg.

"Ma Ma, want to eat, hungry..."

The little guy lowered his head and touched his stomach.

It was still a long time before dinner. He was used to eating snacks after taking a nap.

Mother song cooked mango dumplings and hung them in the restaurant. When the child woke up, he could eat them.

Su Xiang picked up her son and walked over. Mother Song looked at her and said, "madam, do you want to send a bowl to your husband?". Lunch... "

The lunch was spicy and salty. Fu Hanchuan didn't eat much. He must be hungry now.

Su Xiang sat motionless, only picked up a dumpling and fed it to Fu Ying's lips. The little guy opened his mouth and bit it. The soft, waxy and sweet taste was so sweet that he narrowed his eyes happily.

"Delicious..." he pushed his little hand and asked his mother to eat too.

Su Xiang smiled and ate most of the remaining dumplings.

Song's mother looked at her and looked at her in the study. This look startled her.

At the door of the study, Fu Hanchuan stood staring at this side with a cold face.

The woman's revenge is really strong. He just won't call her. She wants to starve him!

Mother song looked at Su Xiang. She seemed unaware and continued to feed her son. Mother Song said to Fu Hanchuan, "Sir, there's still a bowl in the pot. Would you like to have a bowl?"

"Don't eat."

Two words, rejected the bowl of soft glutinous dumplings.

Fu Hanchuan didn't like sweets, but he wasn't full at noon. He must be hungry, otherwise he wouldn't go back to his study and come out as soon as he sat down.

He went to the table, took the spoon and bowl in Su Xiang's hand and fed them to his son. As soon as his thin lips opened and closed, he said, "go cook wonton."

Su Xiang pursed his lips and refused to move. Why?

Mother song saw that the two were going to fight again. Even Fu Ying felt the strange atmosphere and refused to eat with his mouth closed.

Mother song hurriedly said, "I'll cook it."

Fu Hanchuan didn't lift his head and said, "no, let her go. She's not idle."

Su Xiang felt so angry that his hair was going to stand up.

He didn't hurt her when she was idle at home, and she didn't come to serve him when she was idle!

When the stalemate was over, the doorbell rang. Mother Song immediately ran to open the door and saw Mrs. Zhuoya standing at the door.

Although Mrs. Zhuoya is in her forties, her aura increases with her age.

It's stressful for her people to stop there.

"Here you are, madam." Mother Song said and immediately stepped aside.

Mrs. Zhuoya gave a "um" and stepped in high heels.

When Suxiang heard Mrs. Zhuo Ya came, her skin became tight.

In the face of Mrs. Zhuoya, she had to fight with 120000 spirit, because in the face of her, it was a mental war.

But at this time, she was not in the mood to fight with her. She stood up, said hello to Mrs. Zhuoya, and went to the kitchen.

Mrs. Zhuoya glanced at her back, frowned and said, "why did she hide when I came? Am I so terrible?"

Fu Hanchuan fed his son Tangyuan and said, "I asked her to get me some food."

Mrs. Zhuoya looked at the dumplings on the table and her face looked better.

She knows that her son doesn't like sweets.

Fu Hanchuan said, "Mom, why are you here?"

Mrs. Zhuoya waved. Lao he immediately came over and took some bags in her hand.

Zhuoyafu humanitarian: "I flew to England and saw some good things there. I brought them to you."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the bags and said nothing.

In the kitchen, Su Xiang people boiled water into the pot and put the frozen wonton in the fridge. Although she was sitting, her ears were pricked, and the conversation in the restaurant could be heard intermittently.

When the scandal between Fu Hanchuan and Zheng tianer was raging, she was not called to the Fu family's old house to be scolded, and Mrs. Zhuoya didn't come to scold her. It turned out that she had gone to Britain to find Qingjing.

Su Xiang gently breathed out and watched the wonton roll in the pot.

I just hope this pot of wonton will never be cooked, so I don't have to go out to face Mrs. Zhuoya.

Only Fu Hanchuan's voice came back intermittently.

"... Sherry tastes good... I sent some bottles to the old house..."

Fu Hanchuan came back from Spain in a hurry, but there was a universal secretary, Qiao Shen, who prepared some gifts, and celebrities in Madrid also sent some gifts. When he came back, he asked Qiao Shen to distribute them.

Su Xiang took a bottle of wine out of the refrigerator and looked at it carefully.

On the traveler's microblog, he said that this wine is "Spanish sunshine in a bottle", which brings people a happy feeling as bright as Spanish sunshine.

If she goes to Spain, she must visit the wine rich town, then find a comfortable pub and have a drink under the umbrella, or have a few drinks against the moon at night.

What a pity

In the absence of mind, a voice suddenly sounded: "want to drink?"

Su Xiang looked up. Fu Hanchuan didn't know when he came in.

Su Xiang put the wine bottle on the flow table uninteresting. Fu Hanchuan looked at her, took two wine glasses from the shelf, took the bottle of wine in his hand, and said, "the wonton is cooked. Take it out."

Su Xiang came out with wonton. He didn't see Mrs. Zhuoya or Fu Hanchuan in the restaurant.

Mother song held Fu Ying, pointed to the west of the villa and said, "Sir, it's over the glass room."

There is an open-air balcony in the west of the villa, with glass for wind and rain protection and comfortable seats. You can bask in the sun, drink tea or have a cup of coffee on rainy days.

When Su Xiang walked over, he saw Fu Hanchuan sitting there pouring wine.

She frowned slightly. Isn't he upset with his stomach and drinking?

Fu Hanchuan looked at her and said, "this is fino Shirley. It's a good aperitif. It's OK to drink some."

He bowed his head to the opposite seat and said, "sit down and have a drink with me."

Su Xiang looked at the glass of wine. The amber color was clear in the sun. She immediately aroused her desire to move, and temporarily suppressed her dissatisfaction with him.

Fu Hanchuan picked up the glass and shook it gently at her. Su Xiang also picked it up and touched his glass in mid air.

"Ding" made a crisp sound, the liquor shook gently in the cup, and the sun shook in it.

In winter, the sun sets earlier. At this time, tasting wine and watching the sunset slowly set, there is a different kind of beauty.

Two people with Sherry wine, eat a bowl of wonton together, some little romantic, but also some life gas.

Su Xiang thought of something and compared it.

——Your mother went back so soon?

She hasn't even bothered her yet.

Fu Hanchuan said, "probably just got off the plane. I'm tired."

Su Xiang nodded. It turned out to be so.

However, it's strange that Mrs. Zhuoya didn't come to her trouble when such a big thing happened.

She thought she had specially asked Fu Hanchuan to come when he was at home to show her the color.

However, since Mrs. Zhuoya didn't say anything, Su Xiang completely relaxed and tasted the wine she didn't drink in Spain.

The wonton on the table was soon finished. Su Xiang went to make another fried wonton, thinking that the Spanish people certainly didn't know Sherry could eat like this.

Just as she came over with the hot fried wonton, she almost ran into Fu Hanchuan at the door of the glass room.

He was putting his cell phone back in his pocket as he walked out.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the plate in her hand and said, "I'm going out. I won't come to dinner in the evening."

Because he was holding something in his hand, Su Xiang couldn't use sign language. He could only look at him. Fu Hanchuan frowned and said, "you've had enough wine. Don't drink more."

With that, he bypassed Su Xiang and went out.

Su Xiang looked at his back, slightly frowned, and looked back at the small table in the middle of the glass room.

There are two wine glasses and a bottle of wine on it. The liquor hasn't been drained yet. It looks scarce because there is no one.

Su Xiang slowly walked over and sat down in his seat. He ate and drank alone and watched the sunset alone.

It doesn't matter. Fu Hanchuan left her and went out to play with his friends. It's not once or twice.

Just as she was about to enter the door, she heard him talking to his friend on the phone and saying something At this time, Mrs. Zhuoya had already returned to the Fu family's old house. When Fu Zhengnan came back from the company, he saw his wife sitting in the living room pruning flowers like a spring breeze. He said, "I'm in such a good mood to go out?" Mrs. Zhuoya took a sip of the water sent by the servant and said with a smile, "of course. You know, you'll be in a good mood. "“ Oh? " Mrs. Zhuoya smiled and said, "the girl of the Lu family is back. The cats and dogs around Hanchuan are not enough to see." Fu Zhengnan slightly moved his eyebrows: "Lu Weiqi? Didn't she refuse Han Chuan's proposal and go to Russia to study ballet? " He didn't believe his son, refused his woman, and he could come back again. Fu Zhengnan knows something about his son. Mrs. Zhuoya understood what he meant and said, "how many times have they been on and off?" She thought of something, paused and said, "of course there are other reasons, but as long as the heart is there, nothing is a problem." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.