Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

The bathtub was filled with a tank of hot water, soaking away the soreness of the whole body.

Su Xiang lay in it until the water became warm.

He said that these two words were not easy for her.

For her, the Fu family is a tiger's lair in the Dragon Lake.

Just now, she was bewitched by Fu Hanchuan, and she was put to bed by him for a while, but as long as her mind was still clear, she would think about this question again and again.

Just Fu Ying

Fu Hanchuan pinched her dead spot, Su Xiang rubbed her head, for her headache.

The water has completely cooled down, forgetting to bring in his pajamas, Su Xiang took the towel on the towel rack and wrapped himself first, and when he walked out of the bathroom, he smelled a faint smell of smoke in the bedroom.

Fu Hanchuan was sitting on the sofa by the window, his slender fingertips held half-burning smoke, his legs folded and he watched the thunderstorm outside the window.

The concise contours of the face, deep eyes, and thin smoke spit out from his lips, it looked like he was thinking.

The black bathrobe went down slightly loose, revealing his strong chest, a long long leg exposed outside, the man in thought has an unknowingly charming charm.

The rain on the windowpanes was crackling, dense and urgent, and the water trickled down.

Coupled with the dark indoor light, sight and hearing, and smell, all the senses are bewitched by a new round at this moment.

Su Xiang pursed her lower lip, swallowed gently in her throat, and felt the coolness of her shoulders before she pulled her gaze away from him.

First she went to the closet and took her pajamas, and opened it to see that it was full of men's things, and there was no more left of hers, not even a pair of underwear.

Su Xiang thought it was Mama Song who helped her clean up the closet in the second bedroom. She closed the door and prepared to go there. Then she turned around and hit a wall with her nose.

Su Xiang clutched his sore nose and stared at the man, what did he do while standing behind her?

Fu Hanchuan's eyelids were half drooping, and watching the little woman in front of him raised her hands, Su Xiang subconsciously leaned back, thinking what he was going to do.

The man's nose made a similar sound, and the corners of his lips provoked a bit of mockery. He put his cigarette **** between his thin lips, and then leaned toward Su Xiang.

Su Xiang opened his eyes wide, not knowing what he was going to do, why did he lean on her while biting the cigarette? Is it possible that he still wanted to burn a brand on her?

The man kept staring at her with his slightly drooping eyes, seeing her moist and clear eyes full of doubt and horror?

Fu Hanchuan didn't know how she showed such an expression, as if he was about to eat her. The problem was that he had eaten her thoroughly before then.

The man stretched his hand behind her, there was a rustle behind his ear, he took a shirt from the hanger and put it in her arms.

Su Xiang looked at the white men's shirt in his hand, blinked suspiciously and then looked up at him.

The man stretched out his hand again and took the cigarette **** dangling from his lips. He said, "Su Xiang, what do you think I want to do?"

Su Xiang grabbed the clothes with his fingers and raised his hand to make gestures.

I want to ask, what did you give me your shirt for?

Fu Hanchuan coughed slightly, and scratched the tip of his nose with the hand holding the cigarette, uncomfortably saying: "Your clothes have been thrown away. Put on mine first."

Su Xiang was stunned. What did he just say, throwing away all her clothes?

Only then did she remember that there seemed to be something wrong with her washing just now. Thinking about it now, all the toothbrushes and towels she left here are gone. But those are all consumables. She doesn't use them for a long time, so he just throws them away.

But he didn't leave any of her clothes, did he even call her back?

She grabbed a few folds in the shirt in her hand, Su Xiang endured it and decided to change his clothes first.

Coming out of the bathroom again, Su Xiang walked straight to the door.

"Where are you going?" Fu Hanchuan thought she was going to sleep, but saw the little woman shaking her white legs and walking out.

His shirt was worn on her, almost to her knees, and the long sleeves were folded a few times, all the way to her elbow, Fu Hanchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the picture was very good.

I saw her in the movie by chance before and didn't think there was anything, but at this time, seeing her wearing his clothes, I felt um, very comfortable.

Su Xiang released his hand on the doorknob and turned his head to make gestures.

Go to sleep next door.

She only promised to stay overnight. Could it be that he thought she would sleep with him again?

What happened before was a mistake, and then she had to make sure that she would not make another mistake.

After Su Xiang finished the gesture, he unscrewed the doorknob and went out.

Fu Hanchuan's astonished little woman disappeared from his sight, pinched the cigarette **** and took a sip, narrowed her eyes, but did not catch up.

Each sleeps in a room, and will end the second half of the night.

In the morning, Su Xiang's sleepy eyes were dim, and he felt itchy nose and wanted to sneeze.

Su Xiang didn't hold back, he sneezed out, and the little baby's chuckle came from his ear.

Su Xiang opened his eyes and saw Fu Ying lying on the side of the bed, holding a small flower in his chubby little hand.

There were raindrops from last night on the petals. With a move of his little hand, the drops of water slid down on her face, and she was completely awake.

It's not a dream, it's really her baby bumps.

Su Xiang grinned, and lifted the little guy onto the bed with the touch of both hands.

Fu Ying lay on her body: "Ma Ma, Hua Hua."

He inserted the little flower he picked from the roadside into her hair, smiled and curled his eyebrows, her face was drooling while pouting her little mouth, and she said sweetly: "Ma Ma, Drifting"

Su Xiang squeezed his son's tender face. The sweet mouth of the little guy is definitely not like her or Fu Hanchuan.

The Fu family didn't coax people so much.

Who taught you this?

Fu Ying rubbed her face, and the little milk said in a soft voice, "Sister Shadow."

Su Xiang frowned slightly. Where did the shadow sister come from? He probably met him in some class.

At this time, Fu Hanchuan stood at the door, looking at the mother and son who became intimate inside, his eyes softened.

Su Xiang looked over, the man's eyes closed, and suddenly he became the cold and noble Fu Hanchuan again.

He walked in, put a big bag of things in his hand beside her and said, "Get up, breakfast is going to be cold."

Su Xiang took the bag and looked at it. In addition to the toiletries, there were a few bottles of skin care products inside.

Early in the morning, I probably bought it at a 24-hour convenience store.

Su Xiang glanced at the back of him going out, put his son down and went into the bathroom to wash.

The little guy hadn't seen Su Xiang for a long time, and followed her in like a bug. When Su Xiang brushed his teeth, he shook the corner of her clothes.

"Mama, Mama, win and grow up to do Mama"

Su Xiang was full of bubbles and looked down at his son.

Even Tong Yan Wuji is too weird to say that.

Son, you are a boy and can't be a mother.

Who taught him this? Is it also the shadow sister?

Fu Ying didn't care, and said gruffly, "It's a long vacation to do Mama. Baba has been working. If there is no fake, I can't play, so I will do Mama."

Although the little guy's words were messy, Su Xiang still understood.

Before, she left Fu's house and told him that she was on vacation. Unexpectedly, until now, Fu Ying thought she was on vacation.

Su Xiang wanted to laugh for his son's innocence, but also wanted to cry for his helplessness.

Su Xiang rinsed his mouth and watched the water wash away all the bubbles.

For some reason, what Madam Zhuo Ya had said to her suddenly appeared in her mind.

She said that the child had no memory before the age of four.

Now, Fu Ying still remembers her. Seeing that she is still a caring little baby who likes to stick to her, after a long time, he gradually becomes sensible, and he knows more and more people, and she is no longer his most important mother. NS.

Fu Hanchuan walked into the room with the new clothes sent from the boutique. When he turned around and passed the bathroom, he saw Su Xiang staring at the pool in a daze and whispered, "What are you thinking?"

The sudden sound of the man's voice reminded Su Xiang, she shook her head and splashed a handful of water on her face.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her and carried his son out first.

After Su Xiang came out of washing, he saw a new set of skirts on the bed. She seemed to hear outside voices just now, he should have asked someone to bring it over.

Changing clothes, going out for breakfast, everything seemed like going back to the past, the family gathered around a dining table to eat.

Fu Ying was used to eating by herself, but when Su Xiang came out, he acted like a baby and asked her to feed.

The breakfast was bought by Fu Hanchuan on the road when Fu Hanchuan went to pick up Fu Ying. What was even more surprising was the crystal vase on the table with a bunch of flowers on it.

Su Xiang thought that the flowers that Fu Ying gave her in the morning were picked by the roadside. It turned out to be from here.

Su Xiang glanced at Fu Hanchuan, the man did not lift his eyes, and drank the porridge gracefully.

Su Xiang lowered his eyelids and fed the cool lean meat porridge to his son.

At this time, Fu Hanchuan picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, and said, "You said before that you want to take him to the strawberry garden?"

He still remembers.

Su Xiang nodded. She had planned to pick strawberries first and make birthday cakes after dinner.

The man stood up and walked out of the room. When he came out again, he saw him wearing casual clothes. Su Xiang was stunned. You know, he never wears casual clothes before. He always wears neat suits with bright leather shoes.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her: "Alright?"

Su Xiang's eyes widened slightly. Today is not the weekend. Wouldn't he go to the company?

Fu Hanchuan guessed what she was thinking from her expression, and said lightly: "Qiao Shen will handle it."

With just this simple sentence, even if it answered Su Xiang's question.

But what Su Xiang didn't know was that after she went back to the second bedroom to sleep last night, Fu Hanchuan went to the study and did everything for today. Unless there is an emergency, Qiao Shen can handle everything else.

In the strawberry garden, Su Xiang squatted in the fields to pick strawberries, and looked at the man sitting in the pergola drinking tea from time to time. He always thought he was a little weird.

Those who are bored and working in the study on Sunday, it is so strange to sit in the countryside and drink tea to watch the scenery.

In the Fu's Building, Mrs. Zhuo Ya attended the morning board meeting and then went to Fu Hanchuan's office.

Yesterday, when he sent Fu Ying to the old house, he said something to Chang Yan that made her cry all night and said that he was going back.

Early in the morning, the servant said that he had brought Fu Ying back, and he didn't even show his face.

Not knowing what he was thinking, Chang Yan, a girl, let go of her restraint, and it was him who was thinking of her, but he didn't even look at it.

When Madam Zhuo Ya thought of so many days, the two of them didn't make any progress at all, and she felt angry in her heart.

However, her son, it seems that in terms of marriage, except for a few years ago, he asked Lu Weiqi to get married, and he didn't see any initiative since then, and he was not lukewarm to women.

Even the dumb boy was squeezed into it, but it became a dogskin plaster that couldn't be shaken off, but fortunately, it was thrown off in the end.

But it's not always the frustration these few times that made him lose interest in women, and he has never felt for Chang Yan, right?

Or, still obsessed with that dumb?

Thinking of this great possibility, Madame Zhuo Ya's heart became more angry.

Walking aggressively in the direction of Fu Hanchuan's office, Qiao Shen saw Madam Zhuo Ya approaching and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Madam, are you here to see Mr. Fu?"

Madam Zhuo Ya said lightly: "I didn't see him at the meeting early in the morning. Haven't he come to work yet?"

Although this meeting is not very important, he has just regained a city from Qi Lingyang, so he has to keep it well and the company is not coming. What are they doing!

Qiao Shen respectfully said in accordance with Fu Hanchuan's instructions: "Mr. Fu has already given his job to him last night. He said that he won't be here to attend a friend's wedding today."

Madam Zhuoya frowned: "Wedding?"

Fu Hanchuan’s friends are basically people with a face and face in Beicheng. It is impossible that she has not heard of anything here, but after all, it is already a world of young people. If you leave Beicheng, there are any friends she doesn’t know, Mrs. Zhuoya hasn’t Suspicious again, turned and walked out.

Just a few steps away, she felt something wrong again. He came to pick up Fu Ying early in the morning, just to attend a friend's wedding?

Fu Hanchuan became more leisurely, and Su Xiang was overwhelmed.

My heart is getting heavier. Could he say something about life and death? Then he is sitting here now, is he waiting for death?

During the break, she walked over to drink water and said in voice: "You should go to the company to work. I can take Fu Ying with me."

The man glanced at her and said coldly: "Why do you take my son to escape?"

Su Xiang was speechless and said: "Who told you to give Mother Song a holiday."

If Song's mother is there, don't bother him to stare at it in person.

I don't know what he is thinking, and he is still in the mood to stay here. According to his temperament, even if he is alive and dead, can't he make a way out?

Going back from the strawberry garden and having lunch in a Chinese restaurant on the way, Su Xiang put Fu to sleep in the afternoon, and then began to make cakes.

The dough is made before going out in the morning. Now you just need to take it out and knead it, put it in the oven, and then whipped cream and other odds and ends.

She worked in the kitchen alone, and Fu Hanchuan didn't know what she was doing in the living room. Quietly outside, Su Xiang walked to the door and looked out. The man in the living room was no longer there. Su Xiang thought that he might have gone to work in the study again.

After a long time, Su Xiang finished half of her cake alone, and when only the last step was left, he went to Fu Ying's room to wake him up.

When he opened the door of his room, Su Xiang was stunned.

Fu Hanchuan didn't know when he entered. The tall man slept in Fu Ying's little bed and was almost entirely occupied by him. The little guy pouted his **** and applied her lipstick on his face.

He didn't even wake up.

Su Xiang opened his mouth, not knowing whether to wake him up or keep him asleep.

But the corners of her lips curled up slightly, feeling that this kind of picture is very loving.

In the end, she held back her laugh, went in gently and carried her son out.

The little guy is too naughty and doesn't know when he got her lipstick.

Su Xiang nodded his little nose angrily. Fu Ying rolled his slick eyeballs. He didn't know that he was in trouble. He held her lipstick in his little hand and applied it enthusiastically to her face.

Su Xiang's head flashed back, so she didn't want him to harm her face.

The cake was decorated with half-cut strawberries at the end. Su Xiang's master teacher won the strawberry and pasted the strawberry on the cream. The little guy was happy to see. Su Xiang was about to take a photo, when he saw the little guy's head sinking and his face sinking. Pounce on the cake.

Fortunately, Su Xiang quickly grabbed his overalls in time, but the little guy's nose was still stained with cream, and a piece of cake was recessed in the middle of the cake.

Fu Hanchuan woke up and came out with a face, Su Xiang couldn't help laughing as soon as he looked up and saw him.

He didn't feel so funny when he fell asleep just now, but now he puts on a face with paralyzed face, coupled with the flaming red lips that Fu Ying painted for him, makes Su Xiang laugh.

Fu Hanchuan twisted his eyebrows. What was the woman's smile. He raised his hand and touched his face, and he saw a blush on his fingertips, and the blue veins on his forehead suddenly jumped down.

This dead woman actually made a funny face on his face while he was sleeping!

However, he did sleep a little deeper today. He seldom took a nap before. Now he is more relaxed than before, and he didn't notice it at all.

Looking at the woman squatting on the ground holding her belly and laughing, Fu Hanchuan walked over and pinched a handful of salt in the salt jar. While she opened her mouth, he quickly thrust a finger into her mouth, Su Xiang suddenly salted. She couldn't smile anymore, all her eyebrows were squeezed into a ball, pooh pooh poked out his tongue and turned on the faucet to rinse his mouth.

The little guy who did bad things didn't know that his mother had thundered for him, but only knew that he was rolling on the ground with a smile.

The man looked at Su Xiang's embarrassment before going to the bathroom with a proud face.

At this time, the doorbell rang twice, and Su Xiang thought it was Mother Song who had returned, so she went to open the door, and when she opened the door, she was stunned and couldn't help taking a step back.

Madam Zhuo Ya was even more astonished. She erected the thorns all over her body and looked at Su Xiang as if facing a poisonous snake or beast: "Why are you here!"

This is the Fu family, who allowed her to come in!

Fu Hanchuan heard the outside voice coming out and saw two women standing face to face, he said solemnly: "Su Xiang is here to celebrate Fu Ying's birthday."

Fu Ying looked at the angry Madame Zhuo Ya and called grandma timidly.

"Grandma, cake."

The little guy took Madam Zhuoya's hand and walked to the kitchen. There was a strawberry cake in the middle of the cleaned counter, beside it was a candle that hadn't been lighted in time.

"A cake made by Ma Ma, even if you win."

Fu Ying worked **** tiptoes, his little hands on the table, his sullen eyes looked at the round cake, his little face looked very excited.

Madam Zhuo Ya glared at Su Xiang, and she was angry at this time because of Fu Ying's face.

Su Xiang stood aside silently, without any expression.

Madam Zhuoya walked over and said, "You come out for me."

With that, she walked out of the kitchen first, and Su Xiang followed.

Madam Zhuo Ya looked at Su Xiang, every word seemed to be bitten through her teeth, she said: "After this birthday, just get out of here!"

"Don't harm him again!"

It goes without saying who he is referring to.

What Mrs. Zhuoya fears most is that Fu Hanchuan will provoke this woman back again, and she will do whatever she is afraid of.

She looked at Fu Hanchuan with stern eyes, and cursed at him: "You are really healed and forget the pain. I'm so disappointed!"

Madam Zhuo Ya had been stubborn and stubborn all her life. At this time, she looked at Fu Hanchuan's eyes, in addition to being severe and disappointed, there was also extreme sadness.

In the first half of her life, she worked hard for her husband for his career, and in the second half of her life, she worked hard for his future for her son, but she suffered repeated betrayals.

Madam Zhuo Ya glanced at Fu Hanchuan disappointedly, then turned and left the house.

Her straight back was slightly bent at this time, and she supported the wall on one side to walk toward the elevator, her sonorous and powerful footsteps became slow.

Fu Hanchuan watched as his mother's figure drifted away, his hanging fingers tightened, and his eyebrows deepened.

Su Xiang glanced at him, then turned and walked silently to the kitchen.

In the elevator, Mrs. Zhuoya has not yet recovered from the blow.

She pressed **** the armrest, the blue veins on the back of her hand bulging out.

Actually lied to that woman and didn't even go to the company

Knowing her son Mo Ruomu, she faintly guessed what Fu Hanchuan was going to do.

However, how could he suddenly change, wasn't it to regain his father's trust, he had already set his heart to push that woman to Qi Lingyang's side?

But for whatever reason

A pair of cruel eyes shone on the shiny steel plate, Madam Zhuo Ya took a deep breath, and a cold light flashed at the end of her eyes.

Because of Madame Zhuoya's sudden arrival, the last happiest moment was greatly reduced.

Su Xiang brought out the cake and put it on the dining table, lit candles, played a happy birthday song, and ate the cake. Everything turned into silent joy.

Su Xiang only smiled reluctantly at Fu Ying. After eating, she hugged her son on her lap and said: "Son, mom is not on vacation now. Mom is going to school and the teacher is very strict, so mom can't visit you often. ."

Su Xiang had to tell another lie, and he didn't know when this lie would be exposed.

She raised her head to look at Fu Hanchuan, her silent eyes told him: see it, come back, it's too difficult

When Su Xiang left, Fu Hanchuan didn't send her away. When she went out, Fu Ying, who had just coaxed her to sleep, ran out, crying and not letting her go.

Such a small child, no matter what, only knowing that he should not be separated from his mother, Fu Hanchuan had to forcibly hug him, Su Xiang looked at his crying son, but turned around with cruel tears.

After getting in the car, Su Xiang lay on the steering wheel and cried bitterly. The phone next to her rang again and again, but she didn't pick it up. The ringtone stopped long ago when she cried enough.

It wasn't until she returned to Chawan to wash and lie down to go to bed, that she saw a strange call on her mobile phone and a message from this strange number.