Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 84 She said, Fu Hanchuan is an asshole!

It wasn't too late for Fu Hanchuan to go home, the desertedness inside the house was in stark contrast to the lively sound of fireworks outside.

He glanced at the shoes on the shoe rack, and glanced in. While he was changing the shoes, there were faint voices in the room.

"Xiangxiang..."

"Baby, let's eat..."

“Pizza is delicious...”

Who is speaking in it?

Fu Hanchuan frowned, his gentle voice sounded soft, he had never heard this voice before, could it be that Su Xiang called his friend home?

But where did she get any friends?
Looking for the sound, he walked in, and when he reached the bedroom door, he pushed open the door, and saw Su Xiang half lying on the bed, with his legs crossed, holding a pizza in one hand, and a cell phone in the other, his eyes were only fixed on the cell phone, his little feet Shaking and shaking, it looks very comfortable.

It's like playing with a new mobile phone and getting to know all the functions in it. Su Xiang is experiencing every function of the APP. After choosing the voice she likes, she is adjusting the speed of the voice.

"Fu Hanchuan is a bastard!"

One sentence is fierce and vicious, which is especially relieved.

Su Xiang put a mouthful of pizza in his mouth, leaned forward and back together happily, feeling so good, glanced inadvertently out of the corner of his eyes, and suddenly found a figure standing at the door.

Startled, she raised her eyes and saw Fu Hanchuan standing there with a dark face for an unknown how long.

Of course, at this time Su Xiang was only immersed in the fun, and did not pay attention to Fu Hanchuan's expression at this time.

Her eyes lit up, she couldn't wait for the man to hear her voice.She shook her phone at the man, tapped on it, and immediately a sweet voice floated out.

"Happy New Year!"

But Fu Hanchuan's big black face didn't look happy at all.

And Su Xiangwu smiled to herself, her face turned cold, she remembered that she was still in a cold war with him, he was not worthy to share her happiness with her.

Su Xiang lay back on the pillow and continued to play with his mobile phone without even looking at the man again.

Fu Hanchuan cast a gloomy glance at her, then turned and walked out, without saying a word, a fire ignited in his stomach.

He walked to the kitchen, there was a cold pot and a cold stove on the counter, the refrigerator was full of raw food, and he didn't prepare any dinner.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the pot with gloomy eyes, but what Su Xiang said in the morning was in his mind.

—My husband, what have you done for me?

Hehe, it looks like Qi Lingyang's shitty app has been made.

Look how happy she is.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the door, feeling more angry in his belly, he spread his legs and walked into the room again.

The knock on the door hit the wall and bounced back a bit.

Fu Hanchuan pressed one hand against the door panel, and said stiffly, "Go and cook."

Su Xiang glanced at him from the side, and was taken aback for a moment. It's all this time. Didn't he come back after dinner at the old house?

"Not happy, I've already eaten."

Su Xiang sent it out by voice, and her face became paler against the bright light of the screen.

Fu Hanchuan walked in, stood still at the foot of the bed, his face became more gloomy, and he gritted his teeth, "Do you believe that I threw your cell phone out?"

Su Xiang became angry when he heard it, and raised his head to stare at the man, how dare you!

The man's eyes were dark and scary, Su Xiang was frightened by the anger in his eyes, and the hard breath stuck in his chest dissipated a little.

A good man doesn't suffer from the immediate disadvantages. As long as Su Xiang thinks about what this savage and insidious man has done to her, he thinks it's better not to fight against him at this time.

What's more, she didn't want to spoil her interest because of him.

Su Xiang got up lazily, and walked slowly to the kitchen.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her back, and the fire in his stomach was not extinguished but turned into a rage.

She didn't want to, but she still went to cook for him unwillingly. The reason was not that Qi Lingyang messed with that damn APP!

Su Xiang casually made a bowl of vegetable and beef noodles, put it on the table and left.

She is now the first user of the APP. At this time, she has an idea that she hopes that the APP can make some improvements, such as humming songs, which can reflect her mood.

At this moment, she just wanted to walk past Fu Hanchuan with her head raised and humming a song, making him mad at him.

But think about it, this requirement seems too high, she is already very satisfied that she can use a mobile phone instead of her mouth.

Thinking of this, Su Xiang quickly walked back to the bedroom.

Fu Hanchuan sat in front of the table, looked at the extremely simple bowl of beef noodles, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened them again, picked up the pair of chopsticks on the side of the bowl and ate.

Because the red mark on his forehead was too obvious, he didn't want the people in the old house to see anything, so he went out early in the morning, and after a day of mixing, the red mark faded a bit.

After he separated from Pei Xian, he thought she should have come back from the old house. She couldn't stay there all the time. He thought she was lonely at home alone, so he didn't go to the old house and came back to have dinner with her. For dinner, who knows that she is having fun alone.

Fu Hanchuan endured his anger and finished eating the noodles before entering the study.

There was a tutorial of sign language on the computer, and Fu Hanchuan rested his forehead to watch the meaning of each movement. The more he watched it became more and more popular, and he turned off the video with a snap.

She can talk on her mobile phone no matter what she looks at.

It's amazing!
Fu Hanchuan got up and faced the lights of Wanjia outside the window.In the darkness, there were still fireworks exploding in mid-air, and the fiery trees and silver flowers were brilliant in an instant, and they were also clearly extinguished in his dark eyes.

—My husband, what have you done for me?

what does she knowShe doesn't know anything!
Fu Hanchuan took a deep breath, refusing to admit that it was jealousy.

But he had to admit that during the three years Su Xiang married him, he had ridiculed her countless times for being unable to speak, and never considered her needs from her point of view.

There are so many things to be busy in the company, and he can't wait to work 24 hours a day, so he has no time to think about them.

How could he, the imposing heir of the Fu family and the boss of a huge company, waste his time on a woman?

These years, she used sign language, didn't she also come here?
After midnight, Fu Hanchuan came out of the study and returned to the bedroom.

Su Xiang has fallen asleep, still holding her mobile phone in her hand, she seems to have fallen asleep after being tired from playing, and the satisfied smile on her face is dazzling.

Fu Hanchuan got angry when he saw her like that, stepped forward and pulled her arm and said, "Get up, go to sleep on the sofa."

Su Xiang was in a hazy sleep, but was awakened suddenly, his eyes opened mistyly.

——what's the matter?
She gestured subconsciously in sign language.

Fu Hanchuan said coldly: "Don't you like to sleep on the sofa, who made you sleep on the bed, get up!"

Su Xiang has been sleeping on the sofa since the last quarrel, and she has also been sleeping on the sofa after the two of them had sex. It has been a while.

There are her pillows and quilts on the sofa, as well as the books she read before going to bed, just like a small nest.

Su Xiang glanced at him, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

From the big bed to the sofa by the window, a few steps away, she kicked off the slippers and got into the cold blanket, her body shivering.

Fu Hanchuan lay down under the blanket she had warmed, and was immediately surrounded by warmth, and there was a faint fragrance of her body on the blanket.

The bedside lamp dimmed, and the room was filled with darkness.

Fu Hanchuan was lying on his side, staring quietly at a small bag bulging on the sofa.

The quieter you are, the more sensitive your hearing becomes.

There was a faint sound of breathing in the silent air, and there seemed to be the sound of fireworks and firecrackers one after another.

bang... bang... bang...

Fu Hanchuan sat up abruptly, with the noise outside, how could she still fall asleep?

Just as Su Xiang was about to fall into a deep sleep, a heavy pressure suddenly came down on her body, as if all the air in her chest was squeezed out, making her breathless.

As soon as she opened her eyes, what she saw was a pair of bright and faint eyes hanging above her head, staring at her like wolves.

When Su Xiang saw this look, he knew what he wanted to do.

She didn't mean that, so she pushed him, but the man grabbed her wrist and lifted her head. The other big hand grabbed the quilt and pulled it down. The quilt that blocked the two of them was swept to the ground.

Although the heating in the room was fully turned on, without the protection of the quilt, Su Xiang suddenly felt cold, and Su Xiang shivered, struggling under him.

She doesn't want to.

Fu Hanchuan pressed her with his heavy body, freed up one hand to take her mobile phone, and grabbed her finger to force it to unlock.

"Don't you know how to speak?"

"Is it possible at this time? Huh?"

"I'm curious, what can you call it, huh?"

The man seemed to be peeling off bamboo shoots, and saw her clothes stripped off in two or three strokes.

"I'm a bastard, huh? What are you?"

The sofa has a small space, but it seems to make men more interesting. This night, the two hit from the sofa to the sofa, and then from under the sofa to the sofa. Su Xiang was still pressed silently by Fu Hanchuan on the sofa and asked for it. one night.

I don't know how long it took, Su Xiang moved her body, feeling sore and familiar, she stretched her legs slowly, but kicked a long leg that was much bigger than her bones.

When she first woke up, her perception of the outside world was still vague, and she only felt that the environment she was in seemed crowded.

When she opened her eyes, she was caught in the middle like a sandwich biscuit, with the man's solid chest in front and the back of the sofa behind, and the two of them just squeezed together and lay on it all night.

Normally, she doesn't feel anything wrong sleeping on the sofa alone, but Fu Hanchuan is tall and burly, and he has to squeeze together with her. His tall body can only be curled up, his back is arched, and his knees are on her thighs. above.

Probably because the place is too small, Su Xiang was hugged in his arms and fell asleep face to face, so he felt a sense of intimacy.

In front of her was the sleeping face of a man with his eyes closed, his brows slightly frowned, his nose straightened up, his breath sprayed into her neck, and his short and thick hair made her skin itchy.

There was also a faint red mark on his forehead, which should have been knocked out by her.

Looking at it this way, Fu Hanchuan who was asleep was no longer serious and cold as usual, and looked calm and harmless, curled up like a baby.

Just looking at him like this, Su Xiang seemed to see the grown-up Fu Ying, with thick eyebrows, high nose, thin lips, very cold.

Will Fu Ying be like him in the future?

She doesn't want her son to be as bad as him when he grows up.

After all the charming thoughts about the future, Su Xiang lost interest, and instinctively wanted to push away the person close at hand, but she forgot that it was on the sofa, and when she pushed, Fu Hanchuan was pushed down directly.

With a muffled sound of "dong", Fu Hanchuan rolled on the ground wrapped in the quilt, and suddenly woke up.

Staring at the woman looking up at him with dark eyes, Fu Hanchuan said angrily, "What are you doing!"

Su Xiang shrank his neck when he stared at him.

——I didn't do it on purpose, who made you sleep on the sofa.

Su Xiang gestured in sign language, pushing away all her faults, completely forgetting that she was naked, and the quilt covering her corner slipped between the opening and closing of her arms.

In Fu Hanchuan's dark eyes, a cluster of fire ignited.

He simply kicked the quilt away, turned over and pressed on it.

Last night, he opened the curtain a little bit. Although Su Xiang didn't make a sound, he was pressed on the backrest for a long time and enjoyed the fireworks for a long time.

At this time, it was that posture again, looking at the silvery white in the sunlight outside through that slit.

After this exercise, Su Xiang was so tired that he didn't even want to move his fingers.

Fu Hanchuan only had a bump on her forehead, but at this moment her body was full of marks from him.

In a daze, she felt that there were hands holding her and changing her place, and in a daze, she fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was already afternoon.

Su Xiang opened his eyes and looked at the two pieces of skin hanging down on the leather sofa, both of which were torn off by her, and there were several scratches on them from her nails.

When Su Xiang thought about it, he lost face, picked up the quilt and buried his head in it.

Fu Hanchuan, that bastard!
Stomach growling with hunger, Su Xiang went out of the room after washing, but did not see Fu Hanchuan's figure, so he went out again after thinking about it.

She didn't think much about it, she went to the kitchen, and was about to make something to eat, when she opened the pot, she saw that there was a pot of seafood porridge inside, and a pot of dried bullfrogs in the other pot.

Su Xiang glanced at the trash can, and it was indeed the snack bar in the neighborhood outside.

Fu Hanchuan ordered takeaway.

Su Xiang heated up the porridge and felt alive after eating something.

She was gnawing on a bullfrog leg, and was about to continue playing with her mobile phone, when a notification sound came out, the door to the study opened, and Fu Hanchuan came out, frowning slightly, and said in a cold voice: "If you let that Try the phone ringing?"

Su Xiang bit the bullfrog's leg, took a look at Fu Hanchuan, thought of his abnormality last night and dared not provoke him again, so he put down his phone resentfully.

Hmph, I don't have the ability to make an APP, so I don't allow others to use it.

Su Xiang was holding her leg and was about to return to the bedroom when the man stopped her: "Where are you going?"

Su Xiang blinked, and gestured with the bullfrog's leg.

—Go back to bed.

Fu Hanchuan saw what she wanted to do when he saw the mobile phone in her pocket, and said flatly, "Can't you do something else besides eating and sleeping?"

Su Xiang looked at him speechlessly, otherwise?
The man came out and said, "Go change your clothes and go out for some activities."

When Su Xiang heard the word "activity", he became even more speechless.

Her body was dismantled and reassembled by him, and if she needed any activities, she just wanted to lie down.

But Fu Hanchuan didn't allow her to refuse at all. A few minutes later, Su Xiang was fully dressed and stood downstairs in the ice and snow.

The snow fell in the middle of the night. Su Xiang saw the snow change from fine snow particles to heavy snow, but she didn't know when it stopped.

The snow on the ground has been shoveled clean, the lawn of the garden is still accumulated, the snow on the treetops was blown off by the wind, a few snowflakes fell on her face, Su Xiang shrank her neck and took a few steps back .

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, his white and tender face was more pink than the whiteness of snow, and more delicate and soft than the bright red of plum blossoms.

"Look at your coquettishness."

Fu Hanchuan snorted softly, held her hand with his big hand and dragged her forward, but his body stood in the windshield.

The two walked along the road in the community together, Su Xiang looked up at him, wouldn't he drive out?

Is it really just walking and moving?
She took a long breath, resisting the urge to shake off his hand and walk back.

She felt that he was here to torture her.

Although the snow on the ground has been shoveled clean, there is still a thin layer of ice left behind. Every step she takes, she is careful not to slip. Now that her waist is sore and her legs are weak, she can't walk.

Su Xiang stood still and refused to move, the two were still holding hands, Fu Hanchuan felt the force of her pull, his body paused slightly, and he turned to look at her.

Su Xiang pouted and stared at him like a child.

"what happened?"

—I can't walk anymore.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her legs, as if thinking of something, a smile flashed across his eyes.He took a step back, squatted slightly and said, "Come up."

Su Xiang looked at the broad back in front of him, is he going to carry her?
She has a feeling of black lines all over her head, her legs can't move, this person is really...

Fu Hanchuan didn't wait for the person to come up, and looked back at her and said, "You don't want me to hug your princess, do you?"

Although the neighborhood is quiet and there are no people on the road, but walking with a woman in his arms, what does it look like.

Ken walking with her on his back was already his biggest concession.

"You have a beautiful idea. If you don't come up, it's up to you."

Su Xiang stared at the back in front of him, wanting to kick his ass very much, but looking at his broad back, the black woolen fabric was facing the sun, glowing with halos, as if absorbing the warmth of the sun.

Su Xiang's heart moved slightly, but he still endured the discomfort in his legs and lay down on his stomach.

Fu Hanchuan slightly hooked the corners of his lower lips, supported her legs with both hands, bent her waist and walked forward.

He walked very steadily and at an even speed. Su Xiang only felt a little uncomfortable when he first went up, but then he felt comfortable.

She hugged his neck, her head resting on the side of his neck, her long hair dangling on his chest.

The white snow, with the slow walking figure on its back, has a romantic feeling.

In a white car not far away, Lu Weiqi looked at the two people walking slowly in front of her, feeling as if stomach acid had surged up to her heart, eroding her heart.

Before, his back belonged to her alone.

Whenever she finished her dance practice, she would act like a baby and tell him that she was too tired to walk, and he would always agree to carry her behind her.

He carried her on his back and didn't stop until he walked to the door of her house, and the two reluctantly separated.

But now, he was walking in the snow with another woman on his back.

Don't remember the past between them at all?

Lu Weiqi tightly grasped the seat belt tied to her body, only in this way could she resist herself not to get off the station in front of them.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya glanced at the deformed seat belt caught by Lu Weiqi, and said calmly: "You see, two people without feelings are so ugly at the beginning, but in this world, There is a saying called long-term love.”

"Don't say arrogantly, others can't take away what belongs to you, and if you don't take the initiative, what belongs to you will become someone else's."

After Su Xiang left yesterday, Lu Weiqi went to Fu's house to pay New Year's greetings. Because of the old man's relationship, Fu's house did not receive guests during the holidays. But when Lu Weiqi went, Mrs. Zhuo Ya not only kept her for lunch, but also left her for dinner.It's a pity that Fu Hanchuan didn't go back to the old house last night.

But it was a good thing, Lu Weiqi had the opportunity to get in touch with Xia Fu Ying.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya knew that Lu Weiqi had high requirements on her figure when she danced, and part of the reason for her reluctance to marry Fu Hanchuan was because of this.At that time, she also looked down on Lu Weiqi, and she said that the Lu family's family background was not worthy of the Fu family, and she was not satisfied with the fact that she was unwilling to spread branches and leaves for the Fu family.

But it's different now, the Fu family already has a Fu Ying, and Lu Weiqi herself is planning to retire, get married and have children, so it's not a problem.

Seeing that mute's expression was ugly yesterday, she originally planned to bring Lu Weiqi over here to show her face, and then beat that girl, but she didn't expect to see this scene.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya felt uncomfortable seeing her son carrying the mute on his back.

How could the son she had carefully cultivated be held by that mute!
Mrs. Zhuo Ya's gaze followed the two of them all the way, wishing to go over and drag that girl down and throw her into the snow, but she also knew clearly that if her son was unwilling to carry it, the dumb man would not be able to climb up of.

If she goes out and scolds, it will only damage the relationship between their mother and child.

But Lu Weiqi was sitting next to her, since she still had feelings for Fu Hanchuan, she couldn't allow this grain of sand to be an eyesore.

After Mrs. Zhuo Ya's words fell, Lu Weiqi let go of the seat belt on her hand. She lowered her eyes and smiled and said, "Madam's words make sense. Others can't take away what belongs to me. Such words are just to comfort people."

Su Xiang has snatched Fu Hanchuan's person from her, is he still going to snatch his heart!
……

On the side of the road, the two continued to walk slowly.

The weather was cold, and the breaths exhaled by the two entangled into a ball, slowly dissipating behind them.

To be honest, although Su Xiang is already a mother of two-year-old children, she is only in her twenties, and she also longs for some little romance, some tenderness, and there are too many sorrows and sorrows in her marriage. One endured and the other endured until now.

She didn't know if Fu Hanchuan was not romantic by nature, or if he just couldn't be gentle with her. At this moment, during this short distance, she was so moved that she wanted to cry.

Hearing that her breathing was not right, Fu Hanchuan heard a drop of hot stuff streaking across his neck, the man froze, turned around and saw Su Xiang was wiping his nose and eyes indiscriminately, and the tip of his nose was red from her wiping.

He put her down, raised her face with both hands, frowned and said, "Why are you crying? It's really hard?"

Su Xiang shook his head, and walked forward silently.

This is a small park. At this time, the swing frame and fitness equipment were covered with a layer of snow. Su Xiang lifted his foot and kicked the swing frame. The swing began to shake leisurely, and some of the snow on it fell.

Fu Hanchuan walked over: "Why don't you tell me, why are you crying?"

Su Xiang looked at him with watery eyes.

——Have you ever recited Lu Weiqi?
Fu Hanchuan frowned: "Alright, why did you mention her?"

Su Xiang continued to gesture.

——She returned your marriage proposal trophy, so you don't feel anything?
——Are you not sad?
She saw his trophy in the study, a trophy that represented a certain meaning returned to her hand, didn't she feel uncomfortable?

Or is he in the study, looking at the trophy all the time, remembering the past?

Fu Hanchuan stared at her for a few seconds before replying: "The relationship between me and her ended three years ago. The trophy was taken away by her. I didn't ask her to come back. But she still came back." Yes, this is my last trophy on the field, I have no reason to throw away my glory because of her."

It was a very big event, several major teams fought round after round to the end, and finally he won the trophy, achieving the grand slam of his racing career.

So that trophy means a lot.

Back then he used that trophy to propose to Lu Weiqi to show his sincerity, but she took away his trophy and ran away.

Su Xiang noticed that he used the word "termination". Termination means the end of a relationship, but not necessarily the end of a relationship.

And this is over, and her relationship is in it.

What about in his heart, is his love for Lu Weiqi over?
--That you……

Su Xiang's waving arms slowed down. She looked at the man's face in a daze.

Have you officially broken up?

But she didn't dare to ask anymore, and she didn't know why she couldn't continue asking.

Maybe she was reluctant to ask such unsavory topics at such a rare and romantic time, or maybe she was afraid that the answer would not be what she wanted to hear.

But before she finished asking, Fu Hanchuan became impatient: "Can you stop mentioning her at this time?"

Seeing his impatient expression, Su Xiang wisely put away his hands.

What are you asking?
She was careful not to touch this thorn, and Fu Hanchuan must have been unwilling to mention this person in front of her.

It's a taboo subject.

With a "snap", his face turned cold, Su Xiang was beaten by a ball of snow and came back to his senses, and Fu Hanchuan in front was holding a snow ball in his hand, and hit her again.

Su Xiang hurriedly dodged to the side, the snowball barely brushed against her shoulder, before he could react in his mind, Su Xiang had already bent down, grabbed a handful of snow on the spot and quickly threw it over.

The two back and forth, running all over the ground, stepped on a lot of footprints on the snow, in the end Su Xiang couldn't run anymore, squatted on the snow with his hands clasped together The snow piled up a small snowdrift.

When she was in Su's house before, no one would play with her, so she would play with herself. She could make snow piles in many tricks.

Snowman, fist, tennis ball, big face cat...

Fu Hanchuan came over and squatted halfway to watch the white snowman gradually take shape under her fingers, which was much more beautiful than the one he made.

Seeing that the pile was almost complete, Su Xiang dug out three stones from the snow, embedded them in the snowman's eye sockets and nose sockets, and stroked his mouth with his muddy fingers. Fu Hanchuan turned his head and looked at it. , I folded two plum blossoms and put them on as hands, like a doll holding flowers to welcome.

Fu Hanchuan took a look, and lightly boasted: "It looks good, quite similar to you."

When he lowered his eyes, he saw that Su Xiang was breathing with his hands close to his mouth, so he grabbed her hand and put it in his coat pocket.

Her hands were still wet, stained on the fabric of his coat, but he didn't care, pinching her slender fingers as if rubbing her to heat her up.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya has already gone back. Lu Weiqi stood in the snow on the side of the road and watched for a long time. She watched them playing snowball fights and making snowmen like children in the snow. She also watched the man gently cupping her cheeks. There was only that one woman in his eyes.

Lu Weiqi was holding a ball of snow in her hand, and because of too much force, it had become a hard translucent snowball.

Her fingers were stiff from the cold, but she didn't seem to feel the cold, and stood there until she saw Fu Hanchuan returning to the way Su Xiang traveled on his back.

She couldn't help but took a step forward, then stopped abruptly.She was cold all over, but only she knew that there was a fire burning in her chest at this moment, wishing to reduce everything in front of her to ashes!
(End of this chapter)