I became the sweetheart of the mortal enemy

Chapter 7 A lot of good times (1)

It was just now that Fu Jingxing came out of the shower and was wearing a bathrobe, now he must change when he goes downstairs.Jiang Qiao wished that he would change clothes for the rest of his life, because she didn't want to be alone with him.

Aunt Li saw her smile, and the simple and honest middle-aged woman winked at her and said with a smile, "Third Young Master is back, you seem to be in a good mood."

Jiang Qiao was almost stumbled by Aunt Li's words and rolled down the stairs.

She tried hard to stabilize her pace, and asked in disbelief, "How do you know that I'm in a good mood?"

Aunt Li covered her mouth and smiled: "Auntie is from here, and your joy is on your face! Now that the third young master is back, you two can live a good life. Anyway, you are still young, and you still have a lot of good times. Take your time." Come."

Jiang Qiao was stunned. Aunt Li, you who have come here, are you walking the wrong way?Where is my joy?I'm on the verge of crying right now.

Originally, she thought that she still had a few days to make more psychological preparations, but it turned out that there was a sudden attack, and she was not at all psychologically prepared.

After watching Aunt Li get into the car and leave, Jiang Qiao sat alone on the small steps in front of the villa for a while.

At this moment, the evening wind was blowing slowly, which made her wake up a lot.She finally slowly accepted the fact that her husband was back, and she had to get used to being a married woman.

I don't know how long she stayed at the door, but she didn't come back to herself until a hand picked her up from the steps behind her.

Fu Jingxing asked blankly, "Why are you sitting here?"

Jiang Qiao blinked some dry eyes, and answered him with a smile: "It seems a little too excited, I'll blow some wind to calm down."

"..." Fu Jingxing seemed to be choked by Jiang Qiao's words, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

After a while, he dragged Jiang Qiao back to the house.

This was the first time they had physical contact, but he was as calm and indifferent as if nothing happened, or as if he had rehearsed it many times.

Instead, it was Jiang Qiao, so awkward that a thin layer of sweat oozes from the palms of his hands.

Aunt Li had already served the soup for her, and she could drink it after sitting down.

Mrs. Fu's cooking skills have improved a lot. The soup tastes very delicious. She didn't control her mouth and finished the whole bowl of soup.

In the next second, a bowl of soup was pushed over from the opposite side, which belonged to Fu Jingxing.

He just took a glass of water to drink, but as for the bowl of soup, he didn't take a sip.

"Aren't you going to drink it?" This was Mrs. Fu's wish, and she deliberately rushed to let her son taste it on the first day after his return, but he didn't show any face.

"I don't have the habit of eating late at night." He paused, and said unintentionally, "My friend's bar is newly opened. I just went there and had something to eat."

It's fine if he doesn't mention it, but Jiang Qiao feels inexplicably guilty when he mentions it.

At that time, she was answering the phone, what did she say?

Sexy pajamas?Rose essential oil imported from France?Also specially go to SPA to welcome him in the best condition?
God, kill her!
Seeing her lowering her head and drinking soup without speaking, Fu Jingxing asked again: "Fu Qingyun has gone too, why didn't you go with her?"

Jiang Qiao shook his hand, and almost spilled a spoonful of soup on the table, what a waste!

She secretly stabbed Fu Jingxing a few times in her heart, then raised her head and smiled slightly: "Those places are too noisy, I like quiet places, so since the afternoon, I have followed the students from the flower arrangement class to watch exhibitions in the art gallery. After the end, we went to eat together again, so we came back a bit late."

(End of this chapter)