Mr.Ji, welcome!

Ji Fucheng's strong arm firmly held him in his arms. He didn't seem to wake up. He narrowed his eyes slightly and his voice was a little hoarse. "Madam, this is the murder of his husband."

She blushed and hurriedly took herself away from each other's arms, "hum, you deserve it!"

Pay off Huan got up to wash. When she came out, she found that Ji Fucheng had woken up and was holding the quilt in her hand and asked her, "madam, I remember I didn't cover the quilt when I went to bed last night."

Looking at the smile in each other's eyes, he lied with his neck, "how do I know."

Sister-in-law Zhong had already made breakfast. She liked to eat pasta in the morning. Sister-in-law Zhong specially made a bowl of tomato and egg vermicelli. At this time, Ji Fucheng's phone rang.

"Hey, it's me."

"I'm the third uncle, small town. Take me back to my old house."

Third uncle Ji Decheng's tone was a little bad. Ji Fucheng's face didn't change, "what's the matter?"

"Come and talk."

With that, Ji Decheng had hung up the phone and didn't give the other party a chance to refuse.

Ji Fucheng put down his cell phone, looked at the man who was eating and said, "uncle, let's go back."

Pay off Huan is drinking soup with a spoon. Her white fingers hold the blue and white porcelain spoon, which makes her small hands particularly delicate. Pay off Huan's face remains unchanged, "then go."

Originally, Jixuan was beaten by Jihuan. From that day on, she was waiting for this moment, but Jifu city was still in the dark.

In the car, Huan Qingcheng's eyes hesitated. His slender arm was on the window, dragging his small face, looking out and ignoring Ji Fucheng, "I beat Ji Xuan before."

Ji Fucheng's tone was the same as before, "Oh, what's going on?"

He was a little unhappy and snorted, "who made him want to take advantage of Tongtong? He obviously went to socialize and talk about business. As a result, he took people to bed."

Speaking of this, I suddenly thought of what happened last night. I was angry and looked at the scenery outside.

Ji Fucheng looked at the angry look of pay off Huan, and couldn't help feeling a little distressed. He reached out and touched each other's head, slightly bent down, but was avoided by pay off Huan, "what are you doing, I'm still angry!"

Ji Fucheng lowered her eyes, cast her dark pupils into her eyes, and stretched out her hand to fasten her seat belt. "Madam, you can lose your temper with me and let me know you are angry, but you can't cold violence me."

She clenched her lips tightly and looked at Ji Fucheng with some dense water vapor, which made Ji Fucheng feel bad, "madam, don't cry, I'll feel bad."

He yanked his nose, turned around and stopped talking.

The car soon arrived at the Ji family's old house. She reorganized her mood. Although she hit someone, she was not afraid.

In the hall, master Ji sat on the sofa in the middle in silence, while Ji Decheng and Zhao Panxian sat on one side, next to a man with gauze wrapped around his head, which was Ji Xuan.

When the other party saw Fu Qinghuan coming, there was anger in his eyes. He suddenly stood up, pointed to Fu Qinghuan and shouted, "it's this crazy woman who beat me!"

Pay off Huan slightly raised his eyes and looked at him. There was a sneer on his beautiful facial features. "Sorry, I didn't know you would go home to call your parents after you were beaten. I knew that I should teach you another lesson for my uncle and aunt!"