Song Qingyou had a meeting at ten o'clock. Now just after 8:30, she looked at the time and felt that it should be too late. She didn't rush to go.

Fu Wenzhou brushed the chopsticks upstairs to find Song Qingyou, saw her bent over and opened his suitcase, and walked forward and hugged her from behind: "Grapefruit, you said I am so handsome, why did you not watch it a long time ago

How about me, is it because you don't have a pair of eyes? "

In the face of his magical brain circuit in the face of him, such as Erha's magical brain, it is accustomed to: "Because I have the radar of automatic identification of idiot."

Fu Wenzhou was unwilling to: "What do you mean, is it a vase?"

After Song Qingyou checked the inspection, he installed some thick clothes and scarves for him. "You are stronger than vases, you will move."

Fu Wenzhou saw her getting up, moved away from a distance, and took Song Qingyou's hind neck with the tip of his nose, "Will you miss me?"

Song Qingyou's movement of cleaning things was stiff, and then whispered: "Will."

Fu Wenzhou smiled in his eyes, holding her arms to hold the person in her arms, and to kiss her earlobe: "Consider, you just love me."

"..." Song Qingyou reached out and pushed him away, holding the cat on the ground: "I mean porridge will miss you."

Fu Wenzhou's eyebrows lowered, cold humming: "The mouth is right."

Song Qingyou's lips were slightly bent, and after noticing that he was laughing, he generally cleared his throat.

Fu Wenzhou's black face: "You drive me."

Song Qingyou laughed: "Yes, just catch you, you don't leave me, there will be a meeting when the Song family will be."

Fu Wenzhou looked unhappy: "We are about to separate for a week, you actually don't have a little nostalgia for me, in your heart, I don't have a meeting ..."

When Song Qingyou saw him, he was going to start again, and glanced at him: "You can say one more words, and I will not pick you up on the day of return."

Fu Wenzhou's eyes were almost glaring.

Finally, he sowed downstairs with the handsome face.

After arriving at the door, Song Qingyou kissed him for more than ten minutes before leaving.

During the meeting, Song Qinggou glanced out of the window, and it was vaguely seemed to see a row of long white mist lines.

The crowd below almost watched it. Who didn't know that this Miss Song was famous for its coolness. Every meeting, the other party could say a bunch of sharp words in a warm voice and soft words. She never saw her laugh.

Unexpectedly, I laughed today, and everyone came to Sanhui.

After arriving home in the evening, Song Qingyou received a video from Fu Wenzhou just after washing the bed. She smiled and connected.

"arrive?"

There was a low magnetic sound in the headset: "It's already here, it's colder than domestic, pomelo, I miss you."

Song Qingyou was speechless for a while, reminding: "We only separated for less than ten hours."

Fu Wenzhou cold hum: "I miss you too."

Song Qingyou covered her lips, with a clear smile in her eyes: "What should I do?"

"Sister." Fu Wenzhou called her.

The low -dumb and lazy voice, very attractive breathing.

Drilling Song Qing pomelo eardrum across the earpiece.

Song Qinggou's throat did not slide, and stared at the screen with a focus: "Huh?"

The man's low -dumb voice slowly sounded: "Wife, I am insomnia, can I coax me to sleep."

That night, Song Qingyou was lost by his wife.

She was lying on the bed, listening to the cry of heating, only to feel that the temperature tonight was too high, so she would heat up and her heart jumped.

Song Qingyou likes to listen to him calling himself in intimacy. As if that, they can completely belong to each other.

That night she failed to resist the man's entanglement again, and she really hummed the song to coax him to sleep.

In the next few days, Fu Wenzhou will have video with her every night. Even if the two do not speak, they just look at each other.

Willing to spend time and energy to coax the puppy.

It is said that it is not long for a week, and it is not short.

This week, Song Chang retired and delivered the house with Liu Rong, and the two moved in.

Fu Bei officially replaced Song Chang's work and became the confidant of Song Qingyou.

Fu Wenzhou's ability to cultivate will not be bad. Chen Chuan's matter is calm under Fu Bei's handling.

Song Qingyou is quite satisfied with Fu Bei. This man has few words and absolutely obeys.

In the afternoon of the weekend, Song Qinggou received a call from Liang Muchuan, saying that Liang Jingkang had been released from prison. The Liang family made a banquet at home.

But he was rejected by Song Qinggou.

The Liang family exchanged the life of Liang Jingkang, who had completely broken the descendants of the descendants. In this matter, Song Qingyou thought that he didn't help anything.

She just gave a suggestion.

No contributions to Lu.

Moreover, she has to pick up Fu Wenzhou's machine late.

After coming out of the Song family, Song Qingyou called Fu Wenzhou and wanted to ask him for the specific time, but it was strange that no one had been answered there.

She frowned slightly, turned and asked Fu Bei: "Give me the Fu Nan's mobile phone number."

Fu Bei didn't speak, and handed it over the phone directly.

Song Qingyou found Fu Nan from the address book and dial.

"Fu Bei, what's wrong?"

"What about Fu Wenzhou?"

I paused over there for a few seconds, and then said, "Madam, Xiao Fu is always in the meeting."

Song Qingyou asked: "Did you return to China today? Not over yet?"

There was a noisy in the ear. Soon, there was a sound on the opposite side, low -dumb, with Fu Wenzhou's exclusive laziness: "Grapefruit, I can't go back today.

Agree to sign the contract, you may have to delay for a few days. "

Song Qingyou heard Fu Wenzhou's voice, and a heart settled, and asked him warmly, "Is it troublesome?"

Fu Wenzhou's smile: "A little, why, do my sister fly over and help me solve it."

Seeing that he had a joke, Song Qingyou was relieved, and it seemed that it should not be particularly troublesome.

"Okay, you are busy."

"Do you miss me?"

When Song Qingyou was ready to hang up, the man suddenly made a voice.

She froze and said, "Want to know?"

"think."

"Then go home earlier." Song Qingyou touched the earlobe uncomfortably: "Tell you if you come back."

The man laughed and said, "Okay."

Until the phone hung up, Song Qingyou also felt that the cochlea was a little numb.

Fu Bei stood behind and took the mobile phone without squinting: "Madam, go to the airport."

Song Qingyou shook his head: "Back to Yalin Bieyuan."

When Fu Bei got the instruction, he helped Song Qingyou open the door. When she sat well, she turned into the driving seat.

Although Fu Wenzhou has been away for a week, Song Qingyou is still unaccustomed to face the darkness of the house after returning home.

The kitten turned around her legs, and meowed itly.

Song Qingyou bent over and hugged the porridge into his arms, rubbing the hairy head of the cat: "Your master will not come back today, and there are two of us."

She shuttled in the huge villa, poured cat food and water for the kitten, and her body was slender and weak. It seemed that she could find a little bit of anger when Fu Wenzhou was in.

Now that Fu Wenzhou is not there, Song Qingyou's back looks more lonely.

The kitten seemed to be aware of the master's palm with his head. The two eyes opened the round, licking Song Qingyou's hand with his tongue.
Chapter completed!