Husband, Please Stop Flirting

Poor parents all over the world, the driver said, and his eyes were a little red.

At such an old age, the reason why she still works outside is nothing more than for her children. The wind clearly lowers her head and the tip of her nose turns red. She simply pushes the $100 bill in her hand and says: "It's far away from here, and no one wants to take a taxi back from here. I'm already grateful that Shifu is willing to send me. Don't return the money to me..."

"Even so, today you treat me as your daughter and give me some pocket money."

Feng ChuChu's tears have flowed out and sat sobbing in the back seat. There is always someone in the world who is willing to give you a little warmth and surprise you, and then his heart seems to be filled with a lot of things. Feng ChuChu didn't expect that he should absorb warmth from strangers and be seen through by him.

"Little girl, no one's life is satisfactory. Everyone is pretending to live a happy life. You should remember that life is meaningful only when you make yourself really happy. Don't wrong yourself. If you wronged for a long time, you will get sick." After the driver said that, Feng ChuChu nodded hard, got out of the car, looked up at the villa that looked very elegant to outsiders, but it was like a cage to her.

A cage that always imprisons her and has no way out.

"Mom Zhang, I'm back." Feng ChuChu twitched her nose and choked in her voice. Mom Zhang came out of the kitchen, wiped her hand on her apron, stared at Feng ChuChu and indicated something with her eyes. "I'm really tired today, I'm really tired..." Feng ChuChu said, holding mom Zhang directly, lying on her shoulder, absorbing some warmth, holding her waist with both hands, just like being spoiled as usual.

Zhang Ma raised her hand awkwardly, patted the windy back twice, and said softly, "madam, President Si is back."

"Ah? What! Where is it?" Feng ChuChu was like a mouse seeing a cat. When he heard Si Yeqing's name, he jumped up from his place and looked around nervously. Sure enough, when he turned back, he matched his eyes sitting on the sofa. Si Yeqing held a newspaper in his hand, but looked at Feng ChuChu. His eyes were full of doubts, "why didn't you tell me earlier!" The wind complained quickly and whispered.

Zhang's mother is also a little innocent. The moment she enters the door, she reminds her with a wink. Who knows that Feng ChuChu holds herself when she enters the door.

"Husband, why did you come back so early today? Is the company's business over early?" Feng ChuChu raised his hand, naturally wiped away his tears, walked over with light hands and feet, and sat down next to Si Yeqing. Like those women in the nightclub, he rubbed his chest against Si Yeqing's arm like seduction, with some temptation in his eyes, and said: "Do you want to complete grandma's wish with me..."

The second generation plan mentioned by Mr. Xu is what Si Yeqing hates most. Feng ChuChu deliberately mentioned it just to disgust Si Yeqing.

But unexpectedly, today's Si Yeqing didn't deny it. Instead, he threw the newspaper on the desk, turned over and pressed Feng ChuChu under him without saying a word. This action made Feng ChuChu stare round his eyes, his nervous chest fluctuated constantly, held his breath, almost suffocating, swallowed his saliva and said: "What's the matter with you today? Have you been drinking or drunk? What's wrong with you outside?"

"I haven't met anything, but it's you. Who did you see outside?"

Si Yeqing narrowed his eyes. He was so close that he could hear each other's breathing, and felt that all the other party's breathing was sprayed on his face. Such lust suddenly rushed up, making the wind clear. He didn't know how to deal with it. "Why cry!" Si Yeqing lowered his head and gently wiped the tears of the wind with his fingers. His rough fingers rubbed the wind's delicate skin. There was an itch that makes people blush and heartbeat.

"Ah?"

Feng ChuChu's brain couldn't react for a moment. He could only stare at Si Yeqing's eyes and almost fell into it.

"Of course, I cry because I miss you so much! Unexpectedly, when I get home, you are here! Do you think it's because our hearts are in touch, and the recent tacit understanding index has risen again?" Feng ChuChu said with a smile, stretched out his hand around Si Yeqing's neck, pulled him into himself, closed his eyes and offered his red lips.

At this moment, her heart was eager for Si Yeqing to give herself a little tenderness, even if it was just an illusion.

Today, Feng ChuChu is so fragile that a little warmth can make her appreciate for a long time. However, her active appearance makes Si Yeqing's heart beat. In front of her, Lu Qianqian fell to the ground, his clothes were torn to pieces, crying pear flowers with rain, and she doesn't want to be gentle with the woman in front of her, "Are you so eager every day? It's so cheap..."

"Yes, I am cheap. Do you know on the first day?"

Sneers, like an invisible and sharp knife, fiercely and directly inserted into Feng ChuChu's heart. She sneered, opened her eyes, no longer had the tenderness and desire just now, pushed away Si Yeqing, and said: "if I hadn't been cheap, how could I choose to marry you? I know this is hell! I still have to come in desperate, of course I am cheap..."

"Do you think the Si family is hell?"

Si Yeqing didn't know why. When he heard the wind say so clearly, he had a feeling of irritability in his heart.

"Of course not. The Secretary's family is very kind to me, and grandma is also very gentle to me, giving me a lot of warmth and feeling of home. You are the only one who makes me feel hell, Secretary Yeqing!" Feng ChuChu didn't know where his courage came from, and suddenly wanted to tell the whole story today. Or don't want to be so patient, why! Just like what the driver said, people live a life to make themselves happy. Why do they always wrong themselves? If she lies in the hospital bed one day, I'm afraid Si Yeqing will be happy. I can't go straight to divorce her and marry Lu Qianqian back.

In that case, why should I always cooperate with Si Yeqing?

"I am hell?" Si Yeqing gnashed his teeth. No one has ever challenged his authority like this, and no one has abused him face to face. "Of course, is there anyone else in the room?" Feng ChuChu snorted coldly, pushed away Si Yeqing, walked towards the stairs, and said: "the thing I regret most is marrying you..."