Debt Collection

Wan and Wen Liqiu's relationship has been very good before, after all, the relationship between the two families lies there.

For this meeting, both sides tacitly did not mention "irrelevant" characters.

Zhao Jianyi came with Wen Liqiu. He kept picking up topics during the dinner, which enriched the meeting while being funny and humorous.

Fu Ke and Yu have been sitting together recently. Like countless times before, adults talk about themselves and they eat theirs.

At the end, Wan Ruan Wen Liqiu's eyes were a little red.

They are both women, and they all know that it is not easy for each other.

Fu Zhengjun and Yu Qing caused great harm to their family.

In the past few years, if it were not for the children, Wen Liqiu would not even want to see Fu Zhengjun, and now finally there is no need to communicate with each other.

There is hardship, and there is also bitterness.

Zhao Jianyi took Wen Liqiu's shoulder and patted lightly to show comfort.

"Xiao Rou." Wen Liqiu held Wan Rou's hand. Their faces had traces of time, but they looked softer than before.

"Let's come to Haicheng to play in a while." Wen Liqiu sent out an invitation, "Let the two kids take a leave of absence and come over together."

Wan Rou's eyes were bent, and she shook Wen Liqiu's hand back: "Okay."

"The meeting was a bit rushed, and I couldn't tell a good story." Wen Liqiu's voice was a bit regretful, because Wan Rou was back to Beijing on the flight tomorrow morning.

Yu recently said from the side: "Aunt Wen, you and Uncle Zhao will come to Beijing to play afterwards."

"okay."

"Definitely go."

Zhao Jianyi responded to this, and he smiled after he said it.

Finally, Zhao Jianyi and Wen Liqiu drove Wan Rou to the hotel, and Yu Xintian and Fu Ke drove back to the community by themselves.

After turning on the lights and changing their shoes, the two of them sat on the sofa, and no one spoke.

With the lights on, Fu Ke closed his eyes and exhaled deeply, sighing with emotion: "I have seen the tears in my mother and Aunt Wan's eyes."

"They are all too bitter." Yu recently rubbed his eyebrows.

"Yeah, it's too bitter." Fu Ke said, tilting his head to the side of Yu Jinnian, leaning on Yu Jinnian's shoulder, "I'm just thinking about how ignorant I was before. Don’t tell me anything about divorcing my parents."

"They were afraid that I would have a big reaction, so they kept hiding it from me until finally there were more and more flaws."

"I blamed my mother at the time, but now that I think about it, I regret it."

"Because my mother has to bear much more than me, she had to come back to see me with my dad before. If it were me, I would definitely not be able to do it, but she endured the nausea in order to give me a complete Family."

"Even if it is only superficially complete."

As Fu Ke spoke, he took Yu Xinan's arm again.

That's great, Fu Ke thought.

She was still very worried before, but now she seems to have nothing to fear or worry about.

Aunt Wan's heart knot has not been fully opened, but she is no longer as extreme as before. This is a good thing for herself, or from the perspective of Fu Kehe Yu in the near future.

People can have memories, but they can’t keep them forever, otherwise they will get into trouble and it’s hard to come out again.

Yu recently tilted his head and looked at Fu Ke's eyelashes: "Let’s go with me to take my mother to the airport tomorrow morning."

"Of course." Fu Ke nodded, "In this way, I will borrow Tong Ning's car."

Her sports car can seat two people, which of course is not.

Yu Xintian hesitated: "Will it be too convenient? Jiang Ni and I..."

"You and Sister Jiang Ni are good friends, so Tong Ning and I are still good friends. What's more, they just broke up without breaking up, even if they won't have any contact with each other again, but what does this have to do with you? "Fu Ke's hand slowly put on Yu Xinan's neck, and she opened her eyes slightly, "You, you should also come out of their breakup."

Their heads are very close. Yu recently pursed his lips and nodded, "Okay."

"Then I will call Tong Ning."

"I haven't contacted her much in the past few days, and I don't know how it is going."

"good."

Fu Ke stretched out her hand and took the phone over. She was in the same posture as she was just now, with one hand hooking Yu Xinjin and the other holding the earphone.

After the phone rang, Tong Ning answered: "Hello? Cocoa."

"Tong Ning." Fu Ke called to her, "How is the matter with your parents?"

Fu Ke got stuck with the last word "le".

Because Yu recently turned his head, he pulled the hair beside her other ear and leaned in to kiss her earlobe.

The breath is sprayed around the ears, and the soft lips are not just satisfied with the kiss, but slightly open their mouths, squeezing and holding.

Fu Ke felt that his heartbeat had stopped, and he had to stay sensible to talk to Tong Ning.

"They are still in a stalemate with me."

"Oh, by the way, Coco, I'm going to quit my job and change my mood."

Yu Xintian's hands also began to become dishonest, and began to slowly move up along the hem of his clothes.

She loosened Fu Ke's ears, raised her lips, and met Fu Ke's eyes, with "intentional" written in her eyes.

Most of Fu Ke's strength was taken away. She squeezed her phone, buried her face in Yu Jinn's shoulders, and continued to chat with Tong Ning with difficulty: "Okay, I, I support." She paused again, "Tong Ning, I will borrow your car tomorrow and I will take Sister Xiaoyu’s mother to the airport."

"Okay, no problem, you just need to come to me in advance." Tong Ning promised readily.

When the phone was cut off, Fu Ke groaned softly.

Because her clothes have been opened by Yu recently, the color of her lavender underwear has been exposed.

Fu Ke didn't do much exercise, but her lower abdomen was as flat as ever. Yu recently touched her palms. She broke Fu Ke's chin and swept her gaze from Fu Ke's forehead to her lips. Then she said softly, "I need to remove my makeup, Coco. "

"Good." Fu Ke's voice was a little low.

Yu recently laughed, and she pulled her clothes off again, supporting Fu Ke's back with one hand from behind, and one hand on the back of Fu Ke's head, slowly lowering her head, and kissing Fu Ke.

"Coco..." Yu's recent voice overflowed, "We won't be separated anymore."

The "marriage" between the two of them, after so long, the two talents have absolutely no opinion.

Every time Yu recently recalled his past few years, he felt that he was really naive at the beginning.

The mistakes she made didn't have to be washed at all.

She liked Fu Ke, and she didn't miss a single cent.

Fu Ke heard these words, her nose sore, she clung to Yu Xinyi's shoulders and withdrew her head back to make a little gap between the two people.

She looked at Yu Xintian's beautiful eyes: "I still feel that you shouldn't have contacted my mother in the first place, you should come and ask me directly if you agree to be with us."

"Yes."

"I've done too many fool things before."

Yu recently finished speaking, touching Fu Ke's forehead.

The two rubbed their noses at each other, got up and went to the bedroom to get their pajamas, and went to the bathroom to remove makeup and take a shower.

Yu's recent career as a suitor ends today, and there is no need to "role-play" anymore.

Maybe I was so happy, it took a lot of time to take a bath.

Fu Ke was brought out by Yu recently, with a few shallow marks on her shoulders and her chest.

When he lay down on the bed, Fu Ke's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his mouth and said, "I can't do it anymore."

"What can't you do?" Yu recently pulled the quilt and looked at Fu Ke with his head on his side. He also helped Fu Ke cut off his hair, and then leaned over to put a kiss on Fu Ke's lips.

Fu Ke swallowed, "I should lie down." She raised her hand, "I don't see my fists."

"Well, I saw it." Yu Jinxian smiled and nodded.

Fu Ke slowly stretched out his index and middle fingers: "They are already hungry, thirsty, difficult, and patient."

Yu Xintian: "...so greasy."

Fu Ke's eyes curled up: "Really?"

"Yes." Yu Jinxian squeezed her chin, "Can you be more serious."

Fu Ke turned over, pressed Yu Xinjin under him, and tried to clamp Yu Xinjin's wrist with his hands.

She shook her head: "No."

Fu Ke's expression became serious: "I wanted to joke with you in the past, I wanted to tell you a lot of things, I wanted to share a lot of things with you, but you were not there."

"Then I certainly want to make it up now."