Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Originally, she thought about rewarding herself by buying some delicious food at night, but now she is really not in the mood, and besides, she ate Fu Tingjun's meal at noon, so she is not that hungry now.

Fu Tingjun!Why did you think of him again?Now Yang Qingwei would get angry whenever she thought of Fu Tingjun dragging her to visit his new lover.

This scumbag is simply the best of the scumbags!

Because of the more than ten yuan of water and being used by Fu Tingjun, Yang Qingwei's mood became worse, and she even walked home a lot harder.

When Yang Qingwei returned home, the sun had already set, leaving only the red sky.The sky is beautiful, but it's a pity that she is not in the mood.

When she got out of the elevator and was about to open the door, Yang Qingwei always felt that the door of the house was not right today, but she couldn't remember it for a while, so she pressed the password carefully, and when she opened the door, she first noticed the black leather shoes at the door—men's style.

Someone is coming to her house!
But her parents didn't know that she had moved, and no one else knew her home password. How could anyone...

Yang Qingwei glanced at the kitchen to find a weapon for self-defense, but she was stopped by someone as soon as she reached the kitchen door. Turning her head, she saw Fu Tingjun standing there in a white shirt, probably busy with something , His sleeves were rolled up to reveal his strong arms, and three or four of the top buttons were unbuttoned, revealing his wheat-colored skin, Yang Qingwei swallowed involuntarily.

Although she didn't like to see him very much, she had to admit that his figure was still very good, especially when he was in bed...

Nonsence!Why are you still in the mood to think about this at this time?They are about to divorce, how can they think each other is good?no!Absolutely not!Daba!Yang Qingwei drew a big X in his heart.

Naturally, Fu Tingjun didn't understand what was going on in her head. When he saw her complexion, he immediately acted like a gentle and considerate man. He stepped forward to take the bag in her hand, and dragged her to the living room to sit down.

"Why are you back so late? Are you going to interview again?"

While asking, Fu Tingjun went to the kitchen and brought her a bottle of room temperature mineral water.She must have died of thirst when she just came back on such a hot day, and the hot water must be too late. I can't drink ice water, only room temperature is the best.Fu Tingjun couldn't help giving himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Yang Qingwei looked at the water in his hand, and couldn't help touching his forehead. It wasn't burning, so he tried his again. It was really hot and sweaty.

"What are you doing?" Fu Tingjun asked puzzled.

Yang Qingwei withdrew her hand and looked at him vigilantly, then at the water, narrowed her eyes and asked, "Is this water not poisonous?"

Fu Tingjun thought he had heard it wrong, so he asked again to make sure that she was asking if she had been poisoned by the water, and he unscrewed the cap and drank almost half of the bottle before returning it to her.

"Die together!"

OK, it should be non-toxic.

Yang Qingwei didn't know whether she was dizzy from anger or sunburn, she never thought that he had drunk the water before, so she picked it up and drank a couple of sips, only to remember that the water was left over from his drink, and ran away covering her mouth go to the bathroom.

Oh my god, what kind of bad luck did she have today, she was scalded three times!

Fu Tingjun thought she was not feeling well and hurriedly chased after her. Seeing her throwing up in front of the sink and ignoring her obsession with cleanliness, she immediately helped her with her back and brought her a towel. Yang Qingwei coughed up tears.

Too bad today.

Yang Qingwei coughed for a while to signal him to stop, let him go out, and locked herself in the bathroom to remove her make-up and wash her face.

Looking at her flushed cheeks in the mirror, Yang Qingwei looked unlovable.

She was sure that she ate the same food as Fu Tingjun at noon, why was he so abnormal as if he had taken fake medicine?
"Weiwei, Weiwei, are you okay? Do you want to call a doctor?" Seeing that she was still refusing to come out, Fu Tingjun knocked on the door worriedly.

Yang Qingwei looked at herself in the mirror and said in her heart: I need it!Also had to be an experienced psychiatrist, because neither of them were quite normal today.