Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

"Su Tinghe, shall we have a good talk?" Fu Jin's heart was agitated. How can this man talk so numbly now?

"OK, talk!" Su Tinghe leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes. I vaguely felt that the girl would not say anything he was willing to listen to.

"Su Tinghe," Fu Jin looked at him, "our marriage has retired. Can you find someone suitable for you?"

"... OK," Su Tinghe nodded without opening his eyes.

"Really!" Fu Jin looked at him with Danfeng eyes in his heart.

"Well," Su Tinghe sat up straight and opened his black eyes, filled with Fu Jin's incomprehensible emotion.

"Now I have found the most suitable one for me, and I am pursuing others bitterly."

"... then you have to refuel. I think I will succeed with you!" Fu Jin relaxed a lot and said seriously.

"I think I will succeed... But she doesn't know it. Can you help me?"

"Ah? How can I help you? I don't know anyone. "

"No," Su Tinghe approached her. His eyes looked like a cheetah, which made Fu Jin just want to dodge. "You can wipe your eyes, look carefully for her and feel for her. No one can replace my feelings for her! Fu Jin, feel it! "

"..." under such gaze, Fu Jin was a little at a loss. Su Tinghe's tone was low and slow, and the beat beat word by word on her heart.

Su Tinghe's slender index finger gently crossed Fu Jin's small face and rubbed her chin a few times. Jun's face approached a little. With the pick of her fingers, the thin lip flap had been gently printed on her lips.

The lips were warm. Fu Jin was still at a loss and didn't respond. When he wanted to dodge, Su Tinghe had held her in his lap, put his arms around her body, and the kiss became eager

After half a day, Fu jinmingxian's clear brain made Fu jinmingxian feel the hardness under her ass and nervously wanted to jump down, but her body was tightly shackled. She wanted to resist without any force.

"Feel it? I love her deeply, and I want to take out my heart and tell her for me that even if I give up my life, Su Tinghe will not let go of her! " Leaving each other's lips, Su Tinghe stared at Fu Jin with a red face and said with great certainty. He put her on the sofa and got up and went upstairs

"..." Fu jinleng sat cocoa, and his mind was full of what Su Tinghe had just said. Su Tinghe had said it more than once before, but this time, he felt his heart trembling in Fu Jiner. At the moment, she was very flustered and wanted to escape. Her cold eyes were at a loss

In the bathroom of the upstairs study, Su Tinghe stood under the flower umbrella and let the cold water rush his hot body. Looking down at her heavy weapon with high morale, she flashed her charming smile when she saw Fu Jin for the first time. Slightly close those black eyes and imagine all the beauty of Fu Jin he has seen

In the murmuring sound of water, I don't know how long it has passed, mixed with my own low roar, a damp heat comes from the palm of my hand

Supporting the wall with one hand, Su Tinghe gasped slightly. For the first time in more than 20 years, he was so out of control that he was released in his own hands

When she had dinner, the shrewd old lady Su obviously noticed that Fu Jin was eating with a free mind“ Girl, is your mother's dinner not to your taste? "

"... ah? It's good without grandma. " After a long reaction, Fu Jin looked up and knew that the old man was talking to himself.

"Don't worry, grandma, she's fine. Xiaojin is thinking about a very important thing." Su Tinghe, who had no language communication with Fu Jin from downstairs, looked at grandma and said calmly.

"..." Fu Jin didn't dare to look at him, let alone answer his words. He hung his head and ate quickly.

"... you can't think about things when you eat. You'll have indigestion." Wan Ru looked at Fu Jin with concern.

"Do you hear me? When you eat, you can't think nonsense. Eat slowly. You can't think clearly for a while, and no one urges you. " Su Tinghe sat beside Fu Jin and ate slowly.

"... well!" Reluctantly, Fu Jin answered.

"Old lady, the chief is coming." At this time, my aunt went into the restaurant, followed by Su Cheng with a spring face.

"... why did you come at this time?" Wan Ru stood up, her eyes obviously flustered, and her delicate face was flushed.

Fu Jin doesn't know Su Cheng. Seeing Wan Ru get up, he gets up in a hurry. I didn't know what to call, so I had to nod politely to the visitor.

"You're really in a hurry. Go and get another pair of dishes and chopsticks!" The old lady looked at her son. Although there was no smile on her face, her tone sounded very good. She waved her son to sit at the table and asked her aunt to prepare dishes and chopsticks.

"..." Su Tinghe didn't look up and ate his own, otherwise he would have found his mother's wrong with his insight.

"Mom, this child is..." Su Cheng sat down next to his mother and Wanru and looked at Fu Jin who was still standing with doubts in his eyes.

"Ha ha, I forgot to introduce you. This is Fu Jin, the fiancee of he'er." The old lady thought of introducing her son to the nearby "Jin girl, this is Tinghe's father. She has been very busy and doesn't come back often."

"... Hello, uncle!" Fu Jin greeted politely, and the corners of his lips evoked a shallow smile. I've heard the old lady talk about the Su family before. I'm also a little curious about this special character Fu Jin.

From his first impression on Fu Jin as soon as he entered the door, Su Cheng was haunted with righteousness. There is a kind of prestige of the superior, but there is no sense of distance from the superior. I have a kind of awe for my mother from the bottom of my heart. In short, Su Cheng has a good impression on me.

"Yes! Listen to your mother talking about you, I just want to have a chance to come and have a look. Sit down, boy. " Su Cheng didn't look at her carefully, but looked at her with the kind eyes of an ordinary elder.

"... are you full? Come upstairs with me when you're full. " Su Tinghe put down his chopsticks and turned to look at Fu Jin who had just sat down.

"Huh All right. " Knowing that Su Tinghe should be in a bad mood, Fu Jin rarely stood up with him, "grandma, aunt and uncle, I'll eat well. Take your time."

"Grandma, mother, we're upstairs." Su Tinghe took Fu Jin's hand and said, turned and left the restaurant

"The child..." Wan Ru looked at her son's back and felt very disappointed.

"Ru'er, when his son is old, he has his own ideas. He will understand them after experience." Su Cheng patted Wanru's hand, and the mother and son continued to eat

"Who were those last night? Why attack you? " Back in the bedroom, Fu Jin sat by the bed thinking that when Su Tinghe left in the morning, he said he wanted to deal with last night. In order to eliminate each other's embarrassment, Fu Jin looked at Su Tinghe and asked