Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

The girl in the mirror's watery apricot eyes look like dead Yang Lan. The girl felt that Fu brook looked at her, turned her head, looked at her, nodded slightly to her, and turned away with the powder box.

Fu Jinwei, who came back from the middle of the Leng, narrowed his Phoenix eyes. When his eyes fell on the tight big red skirt, he shouted to her "wait a minute!"

"... something?" The girl turned her head and looked at Fu Jin with big eyes.

"... the zipper of your skirt is open."

"Ah?" The girl came back and looked in the mirror. "Oh, really!" The skirt just opened a gap of less than two centimeters at the waist, revealing the white meat inside.

"We have stitches in the dressing room. Come with me and I'll sew it for you." Seeing her anxious face, Fu Jin thought it would be better if she could help.

"... ah, well, thank you."

Fu Jin took the girl to the employee's dressing room and found a needle and thread in a box containing sundries. Although there is only white thread, simple sewing is better than exposing meat.

Fu Jin locked the door and asked her to take off her clothes. He quickly sewed the hole for her with a needle and thread. He was afraid it was not firm. He walked back and forth again. "OK, put it on. There should be no problem." After cutting the thread, Fu Jin handed over the clothes.

"Thank you!" The girl quickly dressed and thanked, "what's your name?"

"Fu Jin."

"Newcomer, I haven't seen you before! Help me zip up the back. " The girl looked very straightforward. She turned around and asked Fu Jin to help her zip up behind her.

"I work part-time here. Today is my first day."

"Oh! My name is Annie, the mother of the bar below, sang. If you have anything to do, you can go down to me. Bye! " The girl turned back and smiled at Fu Jin. She waved and turned away.

Fu Jin was stunned at the empty door for a while. Annie... Love you? Mom, sang? Are some strange names

At 10:30, tired, Fu Jin returned to his dormitory. Fu Jingjin turned on the light in the living room, and then quietly turned on the slippers in the living room. Su Tinghe didn't come back. She sat down on the sofa with a sigh of relief. I had a lot of words on the way just now. Now it seems that I can't use them.

Su Tinghe didn't come back all night. Maybe he couldn't be on duty without people during the national day. Fu Jin didn't care. The next morning I cleaned up at home and washed two clothes. When I went out in the afternoon, I left a note on the tea table for Su Tinghe to explain that I went to the library to read in the evening and didn't bother. After thinking about it, another sentence was added: you can sleep first. Fu Jin thinks that maybe the man will be happier if he writes like this!

When Fu Jin changed into his work clothes and came out, he just called the roll. She repeated yesterday's work again. Tonight she was mostly delivering drinks to each box. At nearly nine o'clock, two groups of guests left. The waiter staring at the bag called Fu Jin into the box.

"This is the bottle cap from tonight. We're half a person. Later you go to the bar and ask him to write it down. " A waiter said, taking out some bottle caps in his pocket and handing them to Fu Jin.

"... thank you, sister."

"Cluck, thanks! You helped me carry it back and forth so many times. You should take it. " Looking at the little girl much smaller than herself, the waitress patted her on the shoulder with kindness.

With a few wine bottle caps, Fu Jin came out of the box and walked downstairs. A man staggered by and hit her.

"... Ernie?" Looking at the man holding the railing to fall, Fu Jin hurried to hold her and recognized the girl she had seen yesterday.

"... it's you. I know your name is... Fu Jin!" It seems that some Aini who drank too much recognized Fu Jin.

"Why did you drink too much? Let me help you to sit down! " Fu Jin carefully helped her downstairs, found a chair in the rest area for her to sit down, ran to the bar, paid for a bottle of water and handed it back to Aini.

"Thank you!" Took a suck from the water bottle, "tonight, I met a few difficult masters, and the girls did not give me any strength. The old woman had to go to battle in person."

"..." Fu Jin was wearing overalls and dared not sit in public. He stood by her side and listened quietly. He was very confused. What job does Ernie do? She didn't understand what she said.

After sitting for a while, the mobile phone in Aini's bag rang, then the phone waved to Fu Jin, and Aini walked downstairs with a water bottle. There are two floors under the hotel, which is a bar. Yesterday, the foreman told himself not to go down if he had nothing to do.

Looking at tonight's black suspender evening dress, Ernie with curly hair and shawl disappeared into sight. Although Fu Jin was worried, he thought about his identity and went back upstairs to continue his work

I got off work earlier tonight than yesterday. When I got home, it was just a little more than 10 o'clock. Open the door and the light is on in the room. Fu Jin knows that Su Tinghe should be back.

"Why is it so late?" Hearing the sound of the door, Su Tinghe came out of the bedroom wearing a silk home clothes.

"Oh, didn't you leave a note? I read in the library. " Fu Jin has no habit of lying. He lowers his head, puts his schoolbag on the sofa, enters the room, takes his pajamas and walks into the bathroom. His heart is pounding.

Accustomed to her subtle expression, Su Tinghe didn't notice the difference. He went into the kitchen and washed some newly bought grapes, put them on a plate and put them on the tea table. I didn't go back to the house. I turned on the TV and sat on the sofa waiting for Fu Jin to come out

"New, sit down and have some." Looking at the Fu Jin after taking a bath, Su Tinghe pointed to the grapes on the table.

"Oh!" Fu Jin was busy all night. His feet hurt badly. He just wanted to lie in bed and have a rest. But he nodded obediently and sat beside him for fear that Su Tinghe might see something.

"Were you afraid of sleeping last night?" Looking down at Fu Jin, who was silent and ate fruit, Su Tinghe touched her short hair with his backhand.

"... no, not afraid." Fu Jin shook his head and thought how good it was that you were not here all the time. I can rest assured and work boldly.

"Hehe, can you sleep even if no one warms your quilt?" Hanging his lips, Su Tinghe showed a smile that would only appear in front of Fu Jin.

"... I didn't freeze to death after sleeping for so many years." Fu Jin rolled his eyes at him.

"Ha ha ha!" Listening to her hating herself like this, Su Tinghe laughed loudly, "you bad girl with different opinions!" Chen then scolded, and Su Tinghe hugged her and sat her on his lap. "But I didn't sleep all night last night. I wonder if you will be afraid alone. You have to curl up into a small shrimp without me at night!"

"... I slept soundly. The chief was worried too much!" Fu Jin put the two grapes in his hand into his mouth. There was a faint bad smile on the lips.

"... what a sweet grape. Try it." As soon as the voice fell, the four lips connected, one big and one small, and the two bodies stuck closely togethe