Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

A relationship is a matter between two people, and promoting a relationship is also a matter between two people. Even if Fu Tingjun wants to force a relationship, Yang Qingwei must agree to it, but now, she just doesn't agree.

Yang Qingwei leaned on the sofa and looked at him and said, "Are you planning to buy me with these gifts?"

"of course not……"

"That's good! I'm going to put these things away now. As for you, you can wash up or rest. In short, it's up to you. I'm going to work!"

Saying that, Yang Qingwei got up to put away these clothes, but the clothes that Fu Tingjun and Fu Misheng bought for her before had filled the closet, and today's few sets couldn't be hung up at all.

Fu Tingjun followed her to the bedroom, looked at the full wardrobe and said, "Isn't there still a spare room, wouldn't it be better to just convert it into a cloakroom?"

Yang Qingwei went to that empty room, which almost became a storage room, filled with various items by her, but what he said gave her inspiration.

Zhenyuan is so big, she can definitely send these things there, and it is very safe.

As soon as Yang Qingwei said this, Fu Tingjun immediately agreed, but if she did this, she would have to move there herself. Yang Qingwei stared at him for a while and gave up.

The room was so big that she would have to save at least two or three months of wages to renovate it. After thinking about it, she put these things back in the suitcase and sent them to the storage room.

It's a pity that he stopped the suitcase before it left the bedroom.

"Pile it up again, eh?"

The plan was seen through, Yang Qingwei stuck out her tongue.

"The closet is full, and I really can't fit it in. I'll go to the furniture market to buy two wardrobes on Saturday, and I'll put them in then!"

"Saturday?" Fu Tingjun thought about it seriously, "No."

"No? Why?" Saturdays and Sundays are statutory holidays, why not?
Fu Tingjun took a step forward to block her, but Yang Qingwei's game consciousness was blocked by him.

"Did you forget something important?"

Yang Qingwei said innocently, "What's the matter?"

Sure enough, he forgot, it seems that he has to remind her well.

Fu Tingjun leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "You forgot that you said before the holiday that you were going back to your hometown, and I said that if you go back home, I will ask for interest. How about it? I've given you a lot of time to prepare, right?"

Yang Qingwei felt that her head was not enough, and she thought about it for a long time before thinking about it, but his request was conditional, that is, to wear the two sets of pajamas that Fu Misheng bought for her, but those pajamas couldn't cover anything at all! ! !

"I... I, I, I, I don't remember!" Yang Qingwei denied it vehemently. At this time, she couldn't think of a better way than to pretend to be stupid.

"Really? Since I don't remember, I'll tell you with my own words..." He was about to hug her back to the bed. How could Yang Qingwei be so eloquent? She struggled with her hands and feet, and was finally thrown on the bed by him. Yang Qingwei subconsciously pulled the corner of her skirt, only to realize that she was wearing pants today.

"Stop! Stop!" Yang Qingwei struggled. She didn't want to be wiped out at this time. Fortunately, Fu Tingjun listened to her advice and stopped when she saw her like this.

"What else do you want to say?" Fu Tingjun asked condescendingly.

Yang Qingwei didn't think about what to say. To be honest, she was completely passive at this point, but she still wanted to struggle.

"You said it's going to be Saturday, so let me prepare for it these few days?" Yang Qingwei put her hands on his chest, trying to put on a smile, and let's talk about the future, and run away today.

Fu Tingjun doubted, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!" Yang Qingwei nodded vigorously.

He knew she was playing tricks, but he didn't care, she couldn't run away anyway, the best way to reap the prey was to let her walk into the trap obediently.

Getting off her body, Fu Tingjun went to take a bath and asked her to put away her things. Yang Qingwei obediently agreed, thinking how to escape on Saturday?