Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

In the evening, Su Tinghe called Fu Jin to come back later and asked her to wait at home to buy some ready-made ones. At about seven o'clock, Su Tinghe hurried back to Fu Jin's dormitory. He asked for four dishes in the restaurant temporarily. Knowing that Fu Jin couldn't steam rice in an electric rice cooker, he bought the rice back. After the two had dinner, Fu Jin called home, told his parents he had bought a mobile phone, and asked them to write down the phone number.

Fu Dongshan happily told Fu Jin that the beans in the field had not been beaten and had been ordered. The bean collector gave his family and Yang Baolin's family a deposit of 2000 yuan. He also told them not to give it to others.

Fu Jin was very happy. He and Su Tinghe listened to their parents and said, "Dad, when spring comes next year, your legs will be better. Discuss with Uncle Baolin and wrap up the wasteland behind the village. Our two families work together, and then we'll hire the villagers in the village to turn over the land and grow beans. I think the price of beans next year will be higher than this year. " Fu Jin was talking on the phone. Su Tinghe looked at her serious sample and sat on her lap.

"What! I'm getting down to business! " Fu Jin moved his little ass. the man's legs sat hard on it, and his ass hurt.

"Hehe, I didn't stop you from talking about you!" Su Tinghe took her in his arms and rubbed his chin against the delicate face in front of him.

"... Xiaojin, get along well with Tinghe. You can't always play a small game. You have to be more adult!" Listening to the conversation between the two on the phone, Fu Dongshan told his daughter happily. Listening to the voice, the children are expected to get along well, just worried about their daughter's cold temper.

"I see, Dad! Put your phone number away and call me if you need anything. You can rest early. I'll hang up! " Fu Jin hung up the phone. He looked up and stared at the man who was staring at him. "It's you who caused me to be said by my father."

"My father is right. You have to be more adult." She kissed her mouth hard. "You have to be someone else's daughter-in-law!"

"Whose daughter-in-law? Don't talk nonsense. " Fu Jin said he was going to break away from his arms.

"Where to run!" Su Tinghe closed his arms and hugged the man back. "Did you quit the job over there?"

"Ah? oh Quit! Dare not quit? " Fu Jin held his mouth and looked unwilling.

"Can't bear it? It's cheap if you don't make trouble. Don't you dare to act recklessly behind my back again! Break your ass! " He pinched her ass at the right moment.

"What mischief? Is working called mischief? Su Tinghe, don't go too far! " Feeling the pain in his ass, Fu Jin began to flutter in his arms.

"... still unconvinced? Dead girl, see how I deal with you! " Pressing the struggling person in his arms, Su Tinghe said fiercely, turned over and pressed her on the sofa, and his two big hands began to look for his welfare everywhere.

"Ah! Giggle, itch! Su Tinghe! Stop! Giggle...... "Fu Jin was very ticklish. He couldn't help giggling.

The ethereal voice echoed in the room. This was the first time Su Tinghe heard her laugh like this. The sound line is not mixed with a trace of noise, just like a clear stream washing every nerve of you.

"... Xiao Jin, your voice is so beautiful!" The movements of the two big hands began to become gentle. Su Tinghe looked down at the little face with a crimson face and a smile. The heat surged more and more in the sea like black eyes. He only looked at Fu Jin in a panic and didn't open his eyes.

"Xiao Jin, look at me..." holding Fu Jin's chin, Su Tinghe strongly asked her to look at herself. "Do you see you in my eyes? She is so beautiful that my heart is drunk! Girl... I really love you! "

"... Su, Su Tinghe." Fu Jin was out of breath and her voice was trembling slightly. For Su Tinghe's more and more explicit confession, she felt atrial fibrillation every time.

"Xiao Jin, tell me, do you love me? Huh? Tell me. " Her face was getting closer and closer, and her lips gently wiped Fu Jin's lips, which made her feel cold all over.

"Say it, baby, tell me, I want to hear you say it, and let me know if your heart is good?" With the magnetic sound, it seems that there is a kind of soul stirring magic, which is being coaxed step by step.

"... well, love, i... love."

"Who do you love? Baby, who do you love? " The lips continued to swim, and the voice became darker and darker.

"... love, love you, Su Tinghe."

"... good boy, baby, remember, you love me and you can't change it in this life!" After the overbearing advice, Su Tinghe picked up Fu Jin who was weak and entered the bedroom

"Don't... Su Tinghe, don't..." his clothes were untidy and the light was dim. Fu Jin looked back and reached out and grabbed Su Tinghe's hand to explore again.

"... don't be afraid. I won't mess around, baby. I love you and won't take you casually!" Panting, Su Tinghe tried his best to keep his reason, but he couldn't bear the pain. He also knew what step he should take, but that kind of suffering was too painful!

"Baby, help me, come on, or I'll... Really die!"

"... I, how can I help you..." Fu Jin clearly felt his extremely hard change next to himself. He said in a panic.

"... come on, darling, follow me." Su Tinghe grabbed her little hand and explored under himself little by little

"... Oh!" A long time later, a low roar sounded in the room, like depression, pain and joy

"... this, Su Tinghe, what should I do?" His voice trembled. Fu Jin felt the heat and humidity in his hands and asked in panic.

"... ha ha, silly! I'll come! " Calming himself, Su Tinghe pecked Fu Jin's lips, got up, took a paper towel and wiped her hands clean. After finishing himself, he went to the bathroom and took a wet towel for Fu Jin to carefully wipe it back. He took a shower and then lay back in bed.

"... Su, Su Tinghe." For a long time, Fu Jin, who listened to his heartbeat slowing down, dared to make a sound.

"Huh? What's the matter? " Holding her by the light, Su Tinghe looked at Fu Jin with a daze in his eyes.

"... we, will we have children like this?"

"... ha ha, ha ha, ha ha..." Su Tinghe, who was hugging Fu Jin, was a little nervous. He was speechless and couldn't help laughing.

"... you, what are you laughing at? Stop laughing! Do you hear me? Stop laughing! " Seeing that he couldn't stop laughing, Fu Jin got up angrily and beat him twice.

"Yes! Xiao Jin, you are ready to be a mother! " Su Tinghe didn't dodge and let her beat him.

"Ah? What about this? " With his hand in the air, Fu Jin didn't realize that Su Tinghe was teasing her.

"... funny, isn't there a physiology class in school? Don't understand all this? " Lying down with her in his arms, Su Tinghe felt he had to talk to Fu Jin about these common sense problems.

"Physiology teachers let me study by myself. I don't look at those things."

"..." Su Tinghe was silent. No wonder the child looked so cold and calm. He didn't know that she had experienced too much honing. In fact, Fu Jin was as simple as a piece of white paper.

Fu Jin, this white rice paper waiting for him to describe, he will treasure the sun and moon in the future, depict her life brilliantly with his heat and sincerity, and become the most beautiful picture in his pen