Born to be pregnant

Chapter 131 Ziyao, you go home
Fu Shaoqian didn't have a car anymore, so he took her hand and walked to the side of the road to stop the car. Because his right hand was injured, he made a gesture to let her go. When he was about to pull his hand away, Tang Mowan suddenly clenched her hand tightly. He then raised his right hand and stopped the car there.

He silently looked down at her hand, his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he turned into that taciturn look again.

Fortunately, the car was quickly stopped.

She asked Fu Shaoqian to sit in first, and then she followed into the back seat. She was clearly afraid that he would repeat the same tricks to her as he did to Fu Ziyao just now.

At that time, she thought he had gone with Fu Ziyao... Thinking of this, her skin gradually became hotter, and then her soft white hands slipped through his fingers without any trace, and grabbed his bony, bony bones Big hands with no meat.

The mood at this time is like falling into the warm spring of March, full of fragrance.

As for Fu Ziyao, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, looking back, he saw Fu Shaoqian's tall figure blocking Tang Mowan's petite body, and later saw them holding hands to stop the car on the side of the road, his heart was extremely depressed.

Fu Shaoqian gave her a silent refusal in that way.

She looked back silently, and saw Chen Mo's peeping in the rearview mirror, with a serious face and the corners of her mouth tightly pursed.

Chen Mo withdrew his gaze boredly, touched his nose, knowing what was interesting, he didn't say a word in a daze, he just concentrated on driving.

The speed of the car was still fast, and half an hour later, Fu Ziyao had been sent back to the villa.

After sending the person outside the gate, Chen Mo left.

Fu Ziyao walked towards the main house with a heavy heart. From a distance, he saw a bright purple sports car parked on the edge of the green lawn.

He frowned and pushed the door open, only to hear friendly chattering voices from inside the room.

"Uncle Fu, your tea-making skills are getting better and better now. You pick this tea by yourself during the Qingming Festival every year. It's really different from the one you bought." Fu Zimu's slick and sweet voice Defubo was all smiles.

"Master Zimu, it's rare for you to come here, why don't you go after dinner."

"That's not necessary." Seeing Fu Ziyao standing at the door with a gloomy face, Fu Zimu smiled brightly like fireworks, and pouted at her, "Uncle Fu, look that Ziyao is back, let's go back to the mansion Just eat."

"That's good." Uncle Fu smiled at Fu Ziyao, "Miss Yao, you are back. Master Zimu has been waiting for you for a long time."

Fu Ziyao withdrew his cold gaze, bent over to change his shoes: "What are you waiting for?"

"Pick you back to the mansion for dinner. Didn't Grandpa Zeng call you? He misses you very much and asked me to pick you up."

Fu Ziyao took out the phone from the bag, and there was indeed a missed call from Fu Zhan, but asking her to go back to dinner with Fu Zimu, isn't it a joke?She was full of displeasure: "If you want to go back, I can go back by myself. You don't need to pick it up. You can go."

"This is impossible. No one dares to disobey Grandpa Zeng's order, right? He asked me to pick you up. We can only go together. If we don't need to change clothes, we can go first. If we need to change clothes, I will go." Waiting for you here."

Fu Ziyao frowned, as if enduring great impatience: "Don't be so annoying, please, we don't know each other well, why bother to torture each other."

"Hehe, I don't think it's torture. If you don't want to go with me, then tell Grandpa Zeng yourself, and I'll call you." Then, he picked up his phone and started dialing numbers, Fu Ziyao was stunned Startled, he immediately held his hand, "Enough, I'll go up and change."

Fu Zimu was so stubborn that he didn't give her any chance to refuse.

No one dares to disobey the authority of Fu Zhan.Fu Zimu didn't even dare, let alone her.

It's just that she and Fu Zimu have always looked at each other and hated each other. Like his mother Luo Meifeng, he wished she would just disappear. How could he be so kind.

When they are together, it is like the tip of a needle against a wheat awn, neither of them will make the other feel better, and they both want to put the other to death.

It took her half an hour to change clothes.

When I went downstairs, I found that Fu Zimu was still sitting on the sofa drinking tea patiently with his legs crossed, and a flash of sarcasm suddenly flashed in his heart: "Fu Zimu, you are really heartless if you say you are heartless. Do you know what this place is? I admire you for being able to drink tea so leisurely."

Fu Zimu's trembling legs froze for a moment, and then his cynical eyes turned dark. He put down his teacup, grabbed the car keys, and said, "Let's go."

Fu Ziyao followed, got in the car and put on his seat belt, but he continued to taunt him: "You know, did your ex-wife move up to the fourth floor?"

Sure enough, Fu Zimu stepped on the accelerator suddenly, the car body shook violently, and her body was thrown forward a long way, but she was also very satisfied with such an amazing effect.

After sitting back in her seat, she smiled and shook her head again: "Actually, you don't need to feel sorry, there are so many women in the world, which one is better than Tang Mo's later, don't you think so?"

Fu Zimu started driving again, the car stopped at a steady speed, there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he put his left hand on the car door, rubbed his chin, and said with a slight smile: "Yeah, I didn't expect you to be kind, and you would turn back. Come to comfort me, then I will show you good news with mercy, I agree to let you go back to Fu's house, and I will live under the same roof with me in the future, and we brothers and sisters can keep in touch with each other, what do you think, don't you Very happy?"

Fu Ziyao's gloating face suddenly changed.She turned her head and stared at him in disbelief, both shocked and terrified.

Fu Zimu pulled the corners of her beautiful lips silently, and smiled, but her eyes were cold: "You don't need to thank me, since I like to be a good sister so much, then I should also learn to be a good brother, don't you think?" .”

Fu Ziyao felt a chill coming from the soles of her feet, and from the corner of Fu Zimu's mouth, she could clearly see evil intentions.

Since she was a child, her biggest dream was to go back to Fu's house, but after experiencing so many things, it has become a nightmare, and the place where Fu Zimu is is the source of the nightmare.

She hated Fu Chengguang, and also hated Fu Zimu. She avoided him like a snake and scorpion, but he kept pestering him.

Fu Shaoqian did not take Tang Mowan back to the villa, but went to Longhu Chunjiang instead.

Their hands didn't loosen along the way, she was surrounded by the smell of Fu Shaoqian, and couldn't help but took two deep breaths.Unlike those so-called successful men who like to spray aftershave, Fu Shaoqian really never uses perfume, and even the fragrance of women is unbearable. He usually has no smell of tobacco on his body. Tang Mowan tilted his head slightly, and the tip of his nose just touched Seeing his straight collar, what she could smell was still the faint scent of body soap, neither strong nor strong, but it had completely integrated with him, mixed with the warm breath of his body, she couldn't help but be fascinated.

Heart, firm in wandering.

But while waiting for the elevator, Fu Shaoqian's cell phone rang.

His mobile phone was in his trouser pocket, and Tang Mowan was holding his left hand. He looked at her deeply.

Tang Mowan's big, purring eyes were dark and bright: "Do you want me to take out your phone for you?"

"..."

"Okay then, I'll help you." She blushed, but reached into his right trouser pocket to help him hold his cell phone.

She stood opposite him, bowed her head, her body was so close to him, her long black hair was spread out smoothly, her small face was thin and thin, and her long eyelashes seemed to be sparkling.

The pockets of the suit trousers stood up and pressed directly against his strong thighs. Tang Mowan's soft little hands stretched in, and the first thing he touched was the firm thighs, which felt like a piece of iron.

"Have you touched enough?" A low voice of inquiry suddenly came to my ears.

She blushed instantly, and fiddled with it for a long time before she took out her mobile phone, but she answered confidently: "I didn't touch it, it's obvious that your pockets are too deep, okay?"

The caller was really patient. After such a long time, the phone was still ringing persistently.

Looking at the number on it, she bit her lip, and the heat on her face suddenly faded a lot.

"Whose phone number?"

"Zi Yao's." While speaking, she had already pressed the answer button and let go of it to him.

But he didn't let go, and motioned her to pick up the phone and hand it to his ear. Fu Ziyao's call had already come from the phone. Tang Mowan had no choice but to stand on tiptoe and lean in front of him. The difference in height made her hand it to him. It was extremely difficult, and the whole person was almost hung on Fu Shaoqian's body.

Fu Shaoqian gave a feed, and Fu Ziyao's grievances and cries came: "Uncle, I don't want to go back to Fu's house, I just want to stay in the villa, please help me, please help me tell Grandpa Zeng , let me stay in the villa."

"Grandpa asked you to go back to Fu's house?" Fu Shaoqian's voice was very calm.

Fu Ziyao cried: "Yes, but I don't want to go back."

Tang Mowan also heard Fu Ziyao's words, she lowered her head and stopped looking into his eyes.

She thought that Fu Shaoqian would definitely help Fu Ziyao, but unexpectedly, she heard Fu Shaoqian's deep and hoarse answer: "Ziyao, you'd better go back, after all, that is your home."

"Uncle, are you going to drive me away?" Fu Ziyao stood in the garden of Fu Zhai, holding an unknown leaf in his hand, his heart was already tightened.She thought that Fu Shaoqian was his last support, but now, this support is about to abandon her. Will he push her back into the dark abyss?
Is it because of that late Tang Dynasty?Is she that important to him?Important enough to throw her away...

Fu Shaoqian sighed faintly: "Ziyao, that's not what I meant. If you don't want to leave, I won't drive you away. However, it's not an option for you to stay with me all the time. After all, it's impossible for me to..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Ziyao hurriedly interrupted: "I see, uncle, you don't need to say any more, I understand what you mean very well, I will move out tomorrow, so I won't bother you, goodbye!"

She hung up the phone in a hurry, turned around too much, and accidentally knocked over a few small potted plants around her... The small ceramic flower pots instantly shattered to the ground, making a clear and crisp sound.

Fu Zimu ran out when he heard the movement, saw Fu Ziyao standing there at a loss, and whistled loudly: "I said Ziyao, Grandpa Zeng asked you to come back for dinner. If you are not happy, don't smash it!" Grandpa Zeng has worked so hard to grow the precious herbs for so many years to vent his anger..."

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(End of this chapter)