Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

The sea of ​​flowers they want to see is lavender. They have only seen it on TV before, but now they can see it with their own eyes, which can be regarded as a childhood worry.

"It's so beautiful!" Fu Misheng sighed, "It really is picturesque!"

Fu Misheng raised his camera to take pictures while talking, Yang Qingwei was not idle, and took a few pictures with his mobile phone.

I have to admit that seeing these flowers made her feel a lot better, and all the love and hatred with Fu Tingjun were forgotten.

"Weiwei, come and help me take pictures!" Fu Misheng handed the camera to her, and told her how to take pictures thoughtfully. Yang Qingwei tried to take a few pictures, and Fu Misheng thought it was good, so she ran over to be a model.

Yang Qingwei held up the camera to take a few pictures for her and then tried to guide her. The two of them had a lot of fun while taking pictures.It wasn't until the battery ran out that Yang Qingwei waved her hand to signal her to stop.

"It's okay, I still have a spare!" Fu Misheng took out the spare battery and replaced it. Yang Qingwei admired her foresight.

The battery was changed, and the model was also changed. Yang Qingwei ran to become a model at Fu Misheng's request, but unfortunately she couldn't pose, her movements were stiff and her expression was unnatural.

Seeing that she stopped taking pictures of herself, Yang Qingwei finally breathed a sigh of relief, bent over and picked up a bouquet of flowers and put them under her nose to sniff gently.

When Yang Qingwei found out, Fu Misheng had already switched to taking pictures of other scenes.

The two of them left after taking enough pictures there. Besides the sea of ​​flowers, there are some entertainment facilities here. Yang Qingwei's body just can't play exciting games, so Fu Misheng took her to ride on the merry-go-round. Yang Qingwei laughed at her childishness, and Fu Misheng raised her head proudly.

I have to admit that Fu Misheng is very good at taking care of people. Knowing that Yang Qingwei is not in good health, he only took her on the merry-go-round, and took her to the restaurant in the scenic spot to rest after playing around.

The sun was the strongest in the afternoon, and she wanted to ensure Yang Qingwei's health.

"It's been a long time since I played like this!" Fu Misheng put down the straw and said, "After I got married to Zhou Chu, I thought about how to take good care of him and how to make him fall in love with me. I thought I did a good job, but I ignored one point. ..."

Fu Misheng suddenly raised her head to meet Yang Qingwei's eyes, and Yang Qingwei turned her head away unnaturally.

"I found out later, you know that there are some things that only the closest people know, but I don't regret it, I think my sincerity can definitely be exchanged for his love, I was wrong, gratitude is not a feeling, although I was in his most I helped him when he was down, but there is really no way to force things like feelings. I'm not stupid, it's our business that the two of us disagree, and I don't want our business to affect you and your brother."

Now Yang Qingwei had no choice but to face Fu Misheng squarely.

Fu Misheng covered the back of her hand and patted lightly.

"I'm not saying good things for my brother. He really likes you, but he can't express it. But I also know that feelings can't be forced. If you have other ideas, you'd better tell him clearly."

Yang Qingwei knew that Fu Misheng said this to herself sincerely, so she didn't want to hide it.

"The relationship between me and your brother is complicated, but don't worry, I have nothing to do with Zhou Chu after I decide to be with your brother."

"Of course I know this. I'm still very aware of my brother's temper, and I never blamed you. After all, I didn't understand the situation myself. You are innocent."

"Yayoi!"

"Oh, don't be so hypocritical. Anyway, it's over now. I just hope you don't get angry with my brother. It's not easy for him to be outside alone."

After all, it was still for her brother, Yang Qingwei smiled wryly, but still nodded understandingly.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it!"

Fu Misheng waved her fingers and corrected, "It's not how to deal with it, it's how to handle it, but you've already handled my brother to death!"

Yang Qingwei felt that she had heard a joke.