Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

It was not too late for Fu Hanchuan to return home. The desertedness inside the house formed a sharp contrast with the lively fireworks outside.

He glanced at the shoes on the shoe rack and glanced in. When he was changing the shoes, there was a vague voice in the room.

"Xiangxiang"

"Baby, have dinner"

"Pizza is delicious"

Who is talking in it?

Fu Hanchuan frowned, and Hewan's voice sounded soft. This voice had never been heard before. Could it be that Su Xiang called a friend home?

But where is her friend from?

Looking for the sound, I walked in and opened the door to the bedroom door. I saw Su Xiang lying halfway on the bed, with his legs folded, holding a pizza in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, his eyelids staring at the phone and his feet. It flicked and looked very comfortable.

It's like playing with a new mobile phone and trying to understand all the functions inside. Su Xiang is experiencing every function of pp. After choosing the voice she likes, she adjusts the speed of her speech.

"Fu Hanchuan is a bastard!"

In a word, it's fierce and evil, and it's especially relieved.

Su Xiang held a sip of pizza in his mouth, leaning back and forth in joy, feeling so good, glanced inadvertently from the corner of his eye, and suddenly found a figure standing at the door.

She was startled and looked up, and she saw Fu Hanchuan standing there with a black face, and she didn't know how long she had been standing there.

Of course, Su Xiang was only immersed in fun at this time, and didn't pay attention to what Fu Hanchuan's expression was at this time.

Her eyes lit up and she couldn't wait to let a man listen to her voice. She shook the phone at the man, clicked on it, and immediately a sweet voice floated out.

"Happy New Year!"

But the **** face of Fu Hanchuan didn't seem to be happy at all.

And Su Xiangwu smiled and smiled, her face turned cold, she remembered that she was still in a cold war with him, he was not worthy to share her happiness with her.

Su Xiang lay back on the pillow and continued to play with the phone, without even looking at the man again.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her gloomily, then turned and walked out without saying a word, but a fire ignited in his stomach.

He walked to the kitchen, put the cold pot on the counter and the stove, the refrigerator was full of raw food, and he didn't prepare a bit of dinner.

Fu Hanchuan gazed at the pot with gloomy eyebrows, but what Su Xiang said in his mind in the morning.

What has my husband done for me?

Haha, it seems that Qi Lingyang's **** pp has been made.

See how happy she is.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the door, his anger aggravated, and walked into the room again with his legs wide open.

The door bang hit the wall and bounced back a little.

Fu Hanchuan put a hand against the door panel and said stiffly: "Go cook."

Su Xiang glanced at him sideways, and was taken aback for a moment. It's all this point. Didn't he come back after having dinner at the old house?

"Unhappy, I have already eaten it."

Su Xiang spoke out, and the bright light on the screen made her face whiter.

Fu Hanchuan walked in, stood still at the foot of the bed, his expression darkened, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you believe it or not I threw your phone out?"

Su Xiang became angry as soon as he heard it. He raised his head and stared at the man, dare you!

The man's eyes were dark and scary, Su Xiang was frightened by the anger in his eyes, and the hard breath that stalked his chest dissipated a little.

The hero doesn't suffer from the immediate loss, Su Xiang just thinks of what this savage and insidious man has done to her, and feels that at this time, he should not be angry with him.

What's more, she didn't want to ruin her interest because of him.

Su Xiang woke up lazily and walked slowly to the kitchen.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her back, the fire in his stomach was not extinguished but flourished.

She was unwilling, but still unwilling to cook for him, the reason is not that Qi Lingyang made the **** pp!

Su Xiang casually made a bowl of beef noodles with green vegetables and left on the table.

She is now the first experiencer of pp. At this time, she has an idea, hope that pp can make some improvements, such as humming, which can reflect her mood.

At this time, she wanted to walk by with her head raised and humming in front of Fu Hanchuan, to anger him.

But think about it, this requirement seems too high, and now she can use a mobile phone to replace her mouth, she is already very satisfied.

Thinking of this, Su Xiang walked back to the bedroom quickly.

Fu Hanchuan sat at the table and looked at the simple bowl of beef noodles. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened them again. He picked up a pair of chopsticks on the side of the bowl and ate it.

Because the red seal on his forehead was too obvious, he didn't want the people at the old house to see anything. He left the house early in the morning, and after a day of mixing, the red seal faded a bit.

After he separated from Pei Xian, he thought that she should have come back from the old house. She could not stay there. She wanted her to be at home alone and deserted, so he did not go to the old house and came back to have a meal with her. Dinner, who knew she had fun alone.

Fu Hanchuan endured his anger and ate the noodles and went into the study.

Putting the sign language tutorial on the computer, Fu Hanchuan supported his forehead and looked at the meaning of each action. The more he watched it, it became more and more popular, and he snapped off the video.

Whatever she sees, she can talk on her mobile phone.

It's amazing!

Fu Hanchuan got up and faced the lights of Wanjia outside the window. In the darkness, there were still fireworks exploding in the air, and the fire tree and silver flowers were gorgeous in an instant, and they were also extinguished in his dark eyes.

What did my husband do for me?

What does she know? She knows nothing!

Fu Hanchuan took a deep breath, refusing to admit that this was jealousy.

But he had to admit that in the three years when Su Xiang married him, he had mocked her for being unable to speak countless times, and he had never considered her needs from her perspective.

There are so many things in the company to be busy, so that he can't wait to work 24 hours a day, so there is no spare time to think about them.

How can his heir to the dignified Fu family, the boss of a big company, bother with a woman?

Over the years, she sign language, didn't she come here too?

It was only halfway through the night that Fu Hanchuan came out of the study and returned to the bedroom.

Su Xiang was already asleep, still holding her mobile phone in his hand, it seemed that he fell asleep only when he was tired of playing, and the smile on his face was dazzling.

When Fu Hanchuan saw her like that, he came to the fire, and pulled her arm forward and said, "Get up, go to sleep on the sofa."

Su Xiang slept dimly, was suddenly awakened, and his eyes were dimly open.

What's the matter?

She subconsciously gestured to sign language.

Fu Hanchuan said coldly: "Don't you like to sleep on the sofa? Who put you in bed, get up!"

Since the last quarrel, Su Xiang has been sleeping on the sofa, and she has also been sleeping on the sofa after the two had a husband-and-wife relationship. It has been a while.

There are her pillows and quilts on the sofa, as well as the book she read before going to bed, just like a small nest.

Su Xiang glanced at him, took off the quilt and got out of bed.

From the big bed to the sofa by the window, a few steps away, she kicked off the slippers and fell into the cold bed, her body was shocked.

Fu Hanchuan lay in her warm blanket, and suddenly surrounded by warmth, and there was a faint fragrance on her body.

The bedside lamp dimmed, and the room was dark.

Fu Hanchuan was lying on his side, staring quietly at a small bag bulging on the sofa.

The more quiet, the more sensitive the hearing.

There was a faint sound of breathing in the silent air, as if there were fireworks and firecrackers one after another.

Bang bang bang

Fu Hanchuan sat up swiftly, the noise outside is like this, can she sleep too?

Just as Su Xiang was about to fall asleep, a heavy pressure on her body suddenly pressed down, as if all the air in her chest was squeezed out, and she couldn't breathe.

When he opened his eyes, the intent was a pair of bright and faint eyes hanging above her head, staring at her like a wolf.

Su Xiang knew what he wanted to do when he saw this look.

She didn't mean that, and pushed him, but the man grabbed her wrist and pulled it over her head. The other big hand grabbed the quilt and pulled it under her body. The quilt that blocked the two was swept to the ground.

Although the heating in the room was fully turned on, but without the protection of the quilt, Su Xiang shuddered and struggled under him.

She doesn't want it.

However, Fu Hanchuan pressed her with a heavy body, freed a hand to take her mobile phone, and grabbed her finger to force it to unlock.

"Don't you know how to speak?"

"Is it possible at this time? Huh?"

"I'm curious, what can you call, huh?"

The man seemed to peel off bamboo shoots, and she was stripped of her clothes in a few strokes.

"I'm a bastard, eh? What are you?"

The space on the sofa seemed to make the man more interesting. That night, the two hit from the sofa to the sofa, and from under the sofa to the sofa. Su Xiang was still silently pressed on the sofa by Fu Hanchuan all night.

I don't know how long it took, Su Xiang moved her body, a sense of familiarity all over her body, she stretched out her leg slowly, but kicked a long leg that was much larger than her bones.

When she was awake, her perception of the outside world was still vague, and she only felt that the environment she was in seemed to be crowded.

When she opened her eyes, she was caught in the middle like a sandwich biscuit, with the solid chest of the man in front and the backrest of the sofa behind. The two of them squeezed on this to lie down all night.

On weekdays, she doesn’t feel anything if she sleeps on the sofa alone, but Fu Hanchuan is a tall man, and she has to squeeze with her. Her tall body can only be curled up, her back arched, her knees resting on her thighs. Above.

Probably the place is too Su Xiang being held in his arms, and falling asleep face to face, he actually felt a kind of intimacy.

In front of him was the sleeping face of the man with his eyes closed. He frowned slightly, raised his nose, and sprayed his breath all over her neck. The stubby hair made her itchy.

There is still a faint red mark on his forehead, which should have been knocked out by her.

Looking at it this way, Fu Hanchuan, who fell asleep, lost the seriousness and coldness he usually had, and looked calm and harmless. He curled up like a baby.

Just looking at him like this, Su Xiang seemed to see Fu Ying when he grew up, with thick eyebrows, high nose, and thin lips, and he was very cold.

Will Fu Ying be like him in the future?

She doesn't want her son to be as bad as him when he grows up.

All the charms After thinking about the future, Su Xiang lost interest, and instinctively wanted to push people close at hand, but she forgot that it was on the sofa. As soon as she pushed, she pushed Fu Hanchuan straight down.

With a muffled sound of "boom", Fu Hanchuan rolled on the ground under the quilt and woke up all of a sudden.

A pair of black eyes stared at the woman who was looking at him from above, Fu Hanchuan said in flames, "What are you doing!"

Su Xiang was stunned by him.

I didn't mean it, who let you sleep on the sofa.

Su Xiang gesticulated in sign language, pushing her fault completely, forgetting that there was nothing on her body, and the quilt covering her corner slipped between the opening and closing of her arms.

A cluster of fire ignited in Fu Hanchuan's dark eyes.

He simply kicked the quilt away, rolled over and pressed it up.

The curtain was opened by him last night. Although Su Xiang didn't make a sound, he was pressed on the back of the chair for a long time, and he also admired the fireworks for a long time.

At this time, it was in that posture again, looking at the silvery white in the sun outside through the gap.

After this exercise, Su Xiang was so tired that he didn't even want to move his fingers.

Only one bag was knocked out by her on Fu Hanchuan's forehead, but at this time, her body was all stamped out by him.

In a daze, she felt a hand holding her to change her place, and in a daze, she fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already afternoon.

Su Xiang opened his eyes and looked at the two pieces of skin that were drooping on the leather sofa, both of which were torn off by her, and there were several scratches on them that were caught by her nails.

Su Xiang looked faceless as soon as he thought of it, picked up the quilt and buried his head in it.

Fu Hanchuan, bastard!

Growling with hunger, Su Xiang went out of the room after washing up. He didn't see the figure of Fu Hanchuan, and wanted to come and go out again.

She didn't think too much. She walked to the kitchen and was about to have something to eat. When she opened the pot, there was a pot of seafood porridge and a pot of dry pot bullfrogs in the other pot.

Su Xiang glanced at the trash can, and it turned out that it was the snack bar in the community outside.

Fu Hanchuan ordered a takeaway.

Su Xiang heated up the porridge, and he felt alive after eating something.

She was gnawing on a bullfrog leg and was about to continue playing with her mobile phone. There was a beep. The door to the study room opened, and Fu Hanchuan walked out, frowning and said coldly: "You let that Try it ringing?"

Su Xiang bit the bullfrog's leg and glanced at Fu Hanchuan. Thinking of his abnormality last night, he didn't dare to provoke him again, so he put down his phone angrily.

Hmph, I don't have the ability to get a pp, so I don't allow others to use it.

Su Xiang was about to return to the bedroom with her legs in her arms. The man stopped her, "Where are you going?"

Su Xiang blinked and gestured with the bullfrog's leg.

Go back to the room and sleep.

As soon as Fu Hanchuan looked at the mobile phone she put in her pocket, she knew what she wanted to do, and said faintly: "Can't you do something other than eating and sleeping?"

Su Xiang looked at him speechlessly, otherwise?

The man walked out and said, "Go change clothes and go out for activities."

Su Xiang became even more speechless when he heard the word "activity".

Her body was disassembled and assembled by him, so she just wanted to lie down if she needed any other activities.

But Fu Hanchuan didn't allow her to refuse at all. A few minutes later, Su Xiang stood neatly dressed and stood downstairs in the ice and snow.

The snow fell in the middle of the night, and Su Xiang saw the snow change from fine snow particles to heavy snow, but she didn't know when it stopped.

The snow on the ground has been shoveled, and there is still accumulation on the lawn in the garden. The snow on the treetops was blown off by the wind, and a few petals of snowflakes fell on her face. Su Xiang shrank her neck and stepped back. .

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her. Compared with the snowy white, Fu Hanchuan's white face had a touch of pink, and compared with the bright red of the plum blossoms, it had a hint of freshness and softness.

"See you being squeamish."

Fu Hanchuan snorted, holding her hand with her big hand and dragging forward, but the body stood on the windshield.

The two walked along the road in the community together. Su Xiang looked up at him. Wouldn't he drive out?

Is it really just a walking activity?

She took a long breath, resisting the urge to shake off his hand and walk back.

She felt that he was here to torture her.

Although the snow on the ground was shoveled clean, there was still a thin layer of ice. Every step she took, she was careful not to slip. She now has sore back and weak legs, so she can walk nowhere.

Su Xiang stood there and refused to move, and the two of them were still holding hands. Fu Hanchuan received the force of her pulling, and he paused slightly and looked back at her.

Su Xiang pouted and stared at him like a child.

"what happened?"

I can't walk anymore.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her legs, as if thinking of something, a smile flashed across his eyes. He took a step back, squatted slightly and said, "Come up."

Su Xiang glanced at the wide back in front of him. Is he trying to carry her?

She has a feeling of black lines all over her head, her legs can’t be moved, this person is really

Fu Hanchuan didn't wait for someone to come up for a long time. He looked back at her and said, "You don't want me to hug your princess, do you?"

Although the community is quiet and there are no people on the road, it looks like walking with a woman in her arms.

Ken walking with her on his back was already his biggest concession.

"You think it's beautiful. If you don't come up, you just want to."

Su Xiang stared at the back in front of him, wanting to kick him, but looking at his wide back, the black woolen cloth was facing the sun, glowing with light, as if absorbing the warmth of the sun.

Su Xiang moved slightly in his heart, but still endured the discomfort of his legs and lay on his stomach.

Fu Hanchuan curled the corners of her lower lip slightly, holding her legs firmly with both hands, bending her waist and walking forward.

He walked very steadily and at an even speed. Su Xiang only felt a little discomfort when he first went up, but later he felt comfortable.

She hugged his neck, her head pressed to the side of his neck, her long hair dangling from his chest.

The white snow, with the slowly walking figure on his back, has a romantic feeling.

In a white car not far away, Lu Weiqi looked at the two slowly walking people in front of her, feeling as if stomach acid was pouring into her heart, eroding her heart.

In the past, his back belonged to her alone.

Whenever she finished dancing, she said to him that she was tired and couldn't move. He could always agree to carry her behind her back.

He carried her on his back and walked to the door of her house before stopping, and the two reluctantly separated.

But now, he is walking in the snow with another woman on his back.

Don't remember the past between them at all?

Weiqi Lu tightly grasped the seat belt tied to her body. Only in this way could she resist herself not rushing off the station in front of them.

Madam Zhuo Ya glanced at the deformed seat belt that was grasped by Lu Weiqi, and said faintly: "You see, two people without feelings were so ugly and ugly at first, but in this world, There is a saying called Rijiu Shengqing."

"Don't say highly, that what belongs to you can't be taken away. If you don't take the initiative, what belongs to you will become someone else's."

Yesterday after Su Xiang left, Lu Weiqi went to the Fu's family to pay a New Year's greeting. The Fu family did not receive guests on New Years and New Years due to the relationship between her father and her father. It's a pity that Fu Hanchuan didn't go back to the old house last night.

But it was good, Lu Weiqi had the opportunity to contact Xia Fu Ying.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya knew that Lu Weiqi was dancing and had very high demands on her figure. At the beginning, she was reluctant to marry Fu Hanchuan, partly for this reason. At that time, she didn't look down on Lu Weiqi, and she was not satisfied with the fact that the Lu family was not worthy of the Fu family.

But now it's different. There is already a Fu Ying in the Fu family, and Lu Weiqi herself has plans to retreat and plan to get married and have children, so that shouldn't be a problem.

Yesterday, she looked at the dumb face and didn't look good. She planned to bring Lu Weiqi over here to show her face, then hit the girl, but she didn't expect to see this scene.

Madam Zhuo Ya looked at her son carrying the dumb boy on her back, and she felt uncomfortable.

How could the son she cultivated carefully for that dumb man?

Madam Zhuoya's eyes followed the two people walking all the way, wishing to drag the girl down and throw it into the snow, but she also knew clearly that if her son was unwilling to carry it, then the dumb would not be able to climb up. of.

If she goes out to scold her, it will only be their mother and son's feelings that are bad.

But Lu Vicky was sitting next to her. Since she still had feelings for Fu Hanchuan, she couldn't tolerate this grain of sand as an eye-catcher.

Madam Zhuo Ya's words fell, Lu Weiqi released the seat belt, she smiled and said, "Madam's words are reasonable. Others who belong to me can't take them away. Such remarks are just comforting."

Su Xiang has already snatched Fu Hanchuan's people from her, do you want to **** his heart!

By the side of the road, the two people continued to walk slowly.

In the cold weather, the breath that the two exhaled entangled into a ball, slowly dissipating behind them.

To be honest, although Su Xiang is already the mother of a two-year-old child, she is only in her twenties, and she also yearns for some little romance, some gentleness, and there are too many sorrows and sorrows in her marriage. One to endure, one forbearance persisted till now.

She didn't know if Fu Hanchuan was born with a romance that she didn't understand, or just couldn't be gentle with her. At this moment, she was so moved that she wanted to cry.

Hearing her breathing was not right, Fu Hanchuan heard a drop of hot stuff across her neck, and the man's body became stiff. He looked back and saw that Su Xiang was rubbing his nose and eyes casually, and her nose was rubbed red.

He put her down, held her face in both hands and raised it, frowning and said: "Why are you crying well, is it really uncomfortable?"

Su Xiang shook his head, and walked forward silently.

This is a small park. At this time, the swing frame and fitness equipment are covered with a layer of snow. Su Xiang lifted his foot and kicked the swing frame. The swing swayed leisurely, and some snow fell on it.

Fu Hanchuan walked over: "Why don't you say, why cry?"

Su Xiangshui looked at him with bowing eyes.

Have you carried Lu Weiqi on your back?

Fu Hanchuan's eyebrows frowned: "Well, what are you doing when you mention her."

Su Xiang continued to make gestures.

She returned your proposal trophy, don't you feel anything?

Isn't it sad?

She saw his trophy in the study, a trophy representing a certain meaning returned to her hand, didn't she feel uncomfortable in her heart?

Or is he in the study, looking at the trophy all the time, remembering the past?

Fu Hanchuan stared at her for a few seconds before replying: "My business with her ended three years ago. She took the trophy away. I didn't ask her to come back. But she still came back. Now, this is my last trophy on the field. I have no reason to throw away my glory because of her."

It was a very big event. Several major teams fought to the end after rounds of competitions. In the end, he won the trophy and made his racing career a grand slam.

So that trophy is of great significance.

He used that trophy to propose to Lu Weiqi to show his sincerity, but she took his trophy and ran away.

Su Xiang noticed that he used the word "termination." Termination is the end of a relationship, but not necessarily the end of a relationship.

And this is over, there is still her relationship in it.

In his heart, did his feelings for Lu Weiqi end?

That you

Su Xiang's stroked arm slowed down, and she looked at the man's face in a daze.

Did you officially break up?

But she didn't dare to ask, and she didn't know why she couldn't ask anymore.

Maybe she was reluctant to ask about that kind of ridiculous topic in such a rare romantic and warm time, or she might be afraid that the answer was not what she wanted to hear.

But before she could finish her question, Fu Hanchuan became impatient: "Could you not mention her at this time?"

Su Xiang looked at him impatiently, and put his hands away wisely.

What to ask?

She was cautiously afraid to touch this thorn, and Fu Hanchuan must not be willing to mention this person in front of her.

This is a taboo topic.

With a "pop", his face felt cold, and Su Xiang was beaten back to his senses by a ball of snow. In front of him, Fu Hanchuan held a ball of snow in his hand and hit her again.

Su Xiang hurriedly flashed aside, the snowball rubbed her shoulders, and before he could react in his mind, Su Xiang had already bent over, grabbed a handful of snow on the spot and threw it quickly.

The two went back and forth, running all over the ground. There were a lot of footprints on the snow. In the end, Su Xiang really couldn't run. He squatted on the snow with his hands together, his hands were still soft. The snow piled up a small snowdrift.

When she was at Su's house, there was no one to play with her, so she just played with herself. She was able to make a lot of tricks in the snow.

Snowman, fist, ball, big face cat

Fu Hanchuan came over and squatted to watch the white snowman gradually take shape under her fingers, which was much more beautiful than what he piled up.

Su Xiang saw that they were almost piled up, digging out the snow and digging three stones out, embedded in the snowman’s eye sockets and nose sockets, and stroked his mouth with his muddy fingers. Fu Hanchuan turned his head and looked. , Folded two plum blossoms and inserted them as hands, like a doll holding flowers in welcome.

Fu Hanchuan took a look and said lightly, "It looks good, it looks like you."

He looked down and saw that Su Xiang was breathing with his hands close to his mouth, he grabbed her hand and put it in his coat pocket.

Her hands were still wet, touching the fabric of his coat, and he didn't care, pinching her slender fingers as if he was rubbing her to heat her.

Madam Zhuoya has already gone back. Lu Weiqi stood in the snow on the side of the road and watched for a long time, watching them play snowballs and snowmen like children in the snow, and watching the man gently lift her cheeks and watch There was only that woman in his eyes.

Lu Weiqi held a ball of snow in her hand, and because of too much force, it had become a hard translucent snowball.

Her fingers were stiff with the cold, but she didn't seem to feel the cold, and she stood there until she saw Fu Hanchuan back on the way back when Su Xiang was back.

She couldn't help but took a step forward, then stopped abruptly. She was cold all over, but only she knew it. At this time, a fire was burning in her chest, wishing to turn everything in front of her to ashes!