Sweet Wife Goodnight Kiss:Wonderful CEO Husband

Fu Yihan, who was not good at distinguishing between his toys and his mother, always understood the meaning of Fu Yihan when he was not good at distinguishing toys from his mother. My relationship with him I don't know if it's OK

To say yes, but when he saw Fu Mo's body, he didn't shed even a drop of tears. Therefore, Mrs. Fu has been accusing him of having no conscience and being a cold-blooded monster. If not, there are many beautiful memories between him and Fu Mo, even if the memory about this man has turned yellow and faded, and even his face is blurred.

Fu Shen Han said with a smile: "it's getting late. If we want to go back to lunch, we'll go first."

If you know about it, please bless the child named Jiang Xiu. She is my only light after years of darkness.

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"Miss Jing." The grave keeper bowed his head and gave a respectful cry.

Jing Qingjia wore a long black dress, and her skin became more and more white. Today, she has a rare good look, which shows that she was once famous for her beautiful appearance in the capital city. The beautiful outline also has the appearance of being sharp and sharp at that time. However, the voice of her exit is very gentle: "have the eldest and second young masters come?"

The grave keeper nodded: "the first young master has already been here. The second young master is in the old house today. It is estimated that he will come later."

Jing Qingjia nodded: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The tomb keeper quickly said that it was no hard work. Let's open the road and ask Jing Qingjia to go in.

With a black umbrella in her hand, Jing Qingjia walked slowly through the vertical and horizontal paths in the cemetery and stopped in front of Wei Yu's tomb. Then she put down her little white chrysanthemum and umbrella, and knelt down straight to the tombstones of Wei Yu and Fu Mo with her skirt.

She was born in the Ministry of national security. Even though she has been in bed for many years, her back is still straight.

Jing Qingjia's lips were slightly pursed, and she kowtowed three heads with a low voice: "master, teacher's mother, Qingjia has come to see you."

"It's been more than ten years since you passed away." Jing Qingjia's voice trembled slightly: "I don't know if you are still willing to see me."

She held on to her skirt tightly, like a child who had done something wrong, and sobbed in a low voice: "teacher Niang, you have already told me that the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. As a person, you should not show too much sharpness, but I always don't listen. In the end Even Yishu's children have not been saved. "

"For many years, I have never dared to visit the second old man. I really I have no face to see the old man. " Jing Qingjia bit her lip: "the two of you are deeply in love with Qingjia, but Qingjia has done such a shameless thing. It is really a failure to live up to master's teaching. She has been bound for four years in the world, and has been repenting every day. I hope that this will help me recover my sin."

When the breeze blows, Jing Qingjia's bony shoulders tremble. Finally, she can't help crying.

When she was just born, her parents were on the rise in their career and had no time to take care of their children. She almost grew up in the Fu family. She and Fu Yishu were really childhood sweethearts. Because her father joined the army, she had her own goal since she was three years old. Although Fu Mo was silent, she was a good master and taught Jing Qingjia Although the time is not long, but it can also be said to give each other.

Shijia's dead mother's fingers appeared pale in the sunshine I always want to escape. It will be better if I die, but I can't let him go I I can't let him go... "

Her tears fell on the stone floor, dense out of a wet mark, like a water color lotus flower.

“…… Qing Jia The man's voice suddenly sounded. Jing Qingjia's back was stiff. She quickly dried the tears on her face and stood up from the ground. When she turned back, she was already in her usual appearance, as if the previous vulnerability never existed: "it's you."

Fu Yi Shu Huai was wearing a bouquet of lilies, and the face with a distinctly clear face was seldom at a loss: "Why are you here?"

Jing Qingjia was so depressed that she couldn't stand her coming to Fu's cemetery now. She had to smile reluctantly I'll come to see the master and the teacher's wife. I've finished watching them, so I'll go first. "

"Wait a minute." Fu Yishu grabbed her arm: "you have not come for a long time."

The arm that Jing Qingjia was seized by him trembled unconsciously, and Fu Yishu frowned slightly - she Still so resistant to his touch.

But Fu Yishu quickly let go of her hand, fearing that Jing Qingjia would dislike her more, he stepped back two steps.

“……” Jing Qingjia looked at her and his movements, bit her lips and laughed at herself I feel better today. I think it's the death day of my Shiniang. I'll come to see her. "

Fu Yishu asked: "is there any disease recently?"

"Not bad." Jing Qingjia said: "the spirit is not bad recently."

Should be able to live for a while, should be able to redeem those sins.

Fu Yishu's fingers moved and wanted to ask her about other things. Would you still have nightmares in the middle of the night? Would you have insomnia? Would you remember The lost child.But looking at Jing Qingjia's pale and indifferent smile, he couldn't say anything. For a long time, he just said in a hoarse voice: "well, take good care of yourself. “

“…… Well. " Jing Qingjia nodded: "then I will go first."

Looking at Jing Qingjia's emaciated back, Fu Yishu reached out and kneaded his temple. He bent down and put the flowers in front of Wei Yu's tomb and murmured: "mother She still won't forgive me

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Schisandra grows very fast, and now stands up to the waist of Jiang Xu, which means that the weight of this silly dog is getting heavier and heavier, and the impact of rushing from behind cannot be underestimated.

Jiang Xu was knocked down in the mud by a silly dog, silently thinking that the dog is a good friend of human beings and can't eat dog meat hotpot, which reluctantly suppresses his impulse to hang up Schisandra and have a meal.

Push away the silly dog on the body, Jiang Xiu heart tired sigh, "you don't make trouble!"

Schisandra chinensis can't watch his words and looks, eager to lick Jiang Xu's hand, want to let Jiang Xu play ball with it.

Jiang Hsu pushed his dog's head away: "go to find aunt Tong and Aunt Liu to play with you. I'm busy here and I don't have time."

Schisandra is very aggrieved, put the ball in its mouth again on the ground, whimpered, lying on the side of Jiang Xiu did not move.

Jiang Xiu picked a lot of vegetables in the basket. Seeing it like this, he couldn't help laughing: "OK, OK, I'm not angry with you."