Hidden marriage sweet wife is so wild and overwhelming

The road was really hard to walk, but Fu Sicheng walked steadily.

Song Rao lay on his broad and strong back, and the surrounding environment was not so terrible at once.

"Am I heavy?" Song Rao asked in a low voice.

"Didn't the company give you any food?" Fu Sicheng replied.

"Ah?" Song Rao knew what he meant and whispered, "just say I'm light..."

Hearing her muttering, Fu Sicheng's mouth rose imperceptibly, and his mood for a dull and nervous day improved at this time.

He originally thought that the two had lasted more than a year, and finally had a changed relationship recently. They had to go back to where they were last night. I didn't want to, so he came.

It's better to be outside than in the office.

Now it seems that the hard work all the way has not been wasted.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep." Fu Sicheng said softly.

"Then I fell asleep, no one to accompany you, you are not afraid?" lying on his back is really comfortable. Song Rao was tired for a day and nervous for several hours. She was really sleepy.

"People's hearts are terrible." one day, song Rao is lying on his back at this moment, which is the moment when he is most relaxed.

"Yes, people are terrible." Song Rao gently repeated his words, "I'd better accompany you."

"Why, afraid I'll lose you?"

"Fu is always honest and always does what he says. Of course, he won't do such a thing as leaving women to run on their own." Song Rao boasted, but it's not the same thing in her eyes.

Fu Sicheng slightly hooked up the corner of his mouth: "go to sleep. I'll call you if there's a situation."

Song Rao didn't sleep and was carried away by Fu Sicheng for about half an hour. Song Rao said, "my feet are much better. You put me down and I'll go by myself."

"No," Fu Sicheng said with certainty.

In this way, Fu Sicheng carried her all the way.

Song Rao's eyelids were so tired that she fought, but her stomach cramped from time to time. She couldn't have a good rest. Finally, she leaned her head against Fu Sicheng's shoulder and was sleepy.

"Are you tired?"

Song Rao lay on his shoulder, and his voice was in his ear.

"Not tired." Fu Sicheng's breath is still very stable.

The moonlight gradually lit up and reflected the figures of the two people below. The road under his feet could be seen clearly. Fu Sicheng carried song Rao on his back and kept moving forward on the mountain path. In addition to the cries of animals, he only heard Fu Sicheng's footsteps.

Two or three hours? Song Rao didn't know how long it had been. She only vaguely felt that she had slept for two nights. Fu Sicheng was still walking, but the road under her feet had changed from a pothole soil road to a flat cement road.

On both sides are no longer mountains and trees, but some crops.

"Mr. Fu, I seem to hear a car. Is there someone nearby?" Song Rao raised her head and looked around.

Suddenly, she looked at the faint light in front of her, excitedly pointed to it, and surprised and said, "Mr. Fu, there is a light in front."

Fu Sicheng said, "I see."

Song Rao couldn't believe it and really came out: "I thought we were going to stay in the mountains all night."

Far away, song Rao saw a sign decorated with LED lights, which said "Yidong Hotel" and was still open.

"Mr. Fu, there is a hotel ahead."

Fu Sicheng walked to the hotel with song Rao on his back. When he came near, he found that there were more than a dozen families gathered here, but they had closed and rested. He entered the hotel with song Rao on his back.

The landlady was watching TV with her feet cocked and melon seeds. When she heard someone coming in, she turned her head and looked at the door.

When she saw Fu Sicheng, who was tall, tall, noble, and handsome, the landlady forgot to knock the melon seeds and only stared at Fu Sicheng.