Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Chapter 221
Fu Tingjun is definitely not stupid. If he is stupid, how can he get the chairman's seat?But looking at his attitude towards relationships, Yang Qingwei felt that he was not very smart. How should I put it, IQ is online, but EQ is in arrears.But she can't say that, after all, although her IQ is not high, she still has EQ.

"Of course not! How could the chairman of Tangtang Hengbang Group be stupid?" Yang Qingwei spoke softly, swept the fruit on the table, and immediately went over to wash him an apple. Fu Tingjun just glanced at it and said it was too big , Yang Qingwei smiled and took it to the kitchen and cut it into small pieces, and gave him a fruit fork, but he didn't reach out to take it, but just opened his mouth, Yang Qingwei still had a smile on his face, and scolded him in his heart Over and over, take a fruit fork and put a piece into his mouth.

Fu Tingjun accepted her care as a matter of course, while Yang Qingwei put pieces into his mouth one by one like a robot. Fu Tingjun couldn't bear it anymore, so he immediately grabbed her wrist, and Yang Qingwei had to stop.

Their eyes met, it seemed that Fu Tingjun was chewing on her.

Not wanting him to see her bad intentions, Yang Qingwei shrugged, put the fruit fork back on the plate, put the plate back on the coffee table, got up and said to take a shower.

Before she entered, Fu Tingjun turned his head and asked her if she wanted to help?Yang Qingwei slammed the door shut, leaving only Fu Tingjun's insane laughter in the living room.

When Fu Tingjun came in, Yang Qingwei stood vigilantly by the bed and pointed to the bed to ask him to sit down. Fu Tingjun walked over curiously and sat down. He had just finished taking a shower and was still wearing a bathrobe. When he sat down, he showed his thighs. Yang Qingwei screamed Covering his eyes with his hands, Fu Tingjun laughed out loud.

"Look, it's covered!" Fu Tingjun reminded. Yang Qingwei didn't believe it. She didn't open her fingers covering her eyes until she heard the wind from the quilt. She looked at him through the gap, and saw him leaning on the back of the bed, covered with The quilt, Yang Qingwei felt a little relieved, but she still cursed secretly in her heart: Rogue!

Yang Qingwei still stood there, thinking of what happened last night, she said sternly, "Today I will sleep in the second bedroom!"

Fu Tingjun narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, "It seems that our agreement is not like this."

Crossing his arms in front of him, he said vigilantly, "Didn't I give enough yesterday? You almost killed me!"

Thinking of what happened last night, Yang Qingwei was furious. She cried and he still didn't let her go. After finally taking her to a movie and meeting acquaintances, why is she so unlucky?

"How can you blame me for your poor physical strength? Or, start exercising with me tomorrow? Well, it's time for you to practice." Fu Tingjun thought seriously.

Yang Qingwei looked at her little arms and legs, and immediately stopped his unrealistic thoughts. She was too young to endure such hardships.

"What will you do after you don't practice? Do you faint every time?"

"Shut up!" Yang Qingwei stepped forward to cover his mouth with her hand, but he pressed her under him. Yang Qingwei cheated, Fu Tingjun just watched her pretend to cry, Yang Qingwei didn't cry when she saw that he didn't mean to coax her up.

"Get off!" She pursed her lips, and Fu Tingjun turned over and got off her.

"Don't worry, I won't bother you today." Fu Tingjun lifted the quilt and let her in, "I want to accompany you to the decoration company tomorrow to find someone to clean up that room. Those things can't be piled up all the time, right?"

Yang Qingwei adjusted to a comfortable lying position, covered the quilt, and said, "If you don't decorate, just buy a few wardrobes." Yang Qingwei didn't care about this, "If you use the wardrobe, you can change it if you don't like it later!"

Why does Fu Tingjun always feel that this sentence is not right?It's a pity that she was not interested in continuing to discuss this topic, so she reached out to turn off the desk lamp and fell asleep with her back to him.

A big hand brushed her side face, Fu Tingjun slid down, turned off the desk lamp and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)