The mystery husband is a little bad

Fu Zhongting's home, which she had visited once before, is as simple and cold as memory, even a little chilly. She can't help rubbing her bare arms.

Fu Zhongting raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "cold?"

May day, in fact, it's not cold, Zhong Jiaqi looked at him and said, "it's too cold for you to decorate this house. Isn't home a place that should make people feel warm? But here you are... "

"Oh, what do you want? I'll buy it later." Fu Zhongting's words shocked Zhong Jiaqi again.

What does he mean?

"It's not my home. I think it's no use what I lack. You can feel comfortable."

Fu Zhongting frowned and told her straightforwardly, "it's where you live in the future."

What?

Before Zhong Jiaqi turned the corner, Fu Zhongting had gone to the kitchen and poured her a glass of water and put it in front of her.

"Thank you." Zhong Jiaqi's heart has been beating drums. She quickly takes up the water cup and puts it on her lips. It seems that she wants to cover up her embarrassment.

Then suddenly heard Fu Zhongting ask: "do you wash first or I wash first?"

"Poof -" unprepared, Zhong Jiaqi's saliva directly spurted out of her nose. It was sour and refreshing. She will never forget it in her life. Don't mention how embarrassed it is.

Seeing this, Fu Zhongting picked up the tissue beside her and handed it to her. Zhong Jiaqi hurriedly took it over, wiped it clean, but coughed twice.

"All right." Fu Zhongting looked at her with a little worry.

Zhong Jiaqi stares at him with her eyes: "can you stop talking nonsense?"

Fu Zhongting is serious: "I have no nonsense, I say seriously, you or I first."

Zhong Jiaqi is at a loss. He looks like this. It's just plain nonsense. What's more, bathing is so private. Just thinking about it makes people feel flushed and heartbeat. How can he say it so casually?

Fu Zhongting stared at the changes of her face and said: "or do you want to wash together?"

"Shut up!" Zhong Jiaqi's face was burning with fire.

Fu Zhongting raised his eyebrows on one side: "then you say what to do."

“……” Zhong Jiaqi's head is almost down to the tea table, and her face is red and her ears are red, which is almost beyond her tolerance.

Fu Zhongting also did not speak, so stare at her, until a few minutes later only to say again: "money on the ground?"

He stared at her reddish ears, and his voice seemed to be a little low again, with a smell of crispness. Zhong Jiaqi's hand slightly shook, and the tea cup almost couldn't be held. She felt that his warm breath was on her ear, and her ears were even more uncontrollable red, so she quickly raised her head, unexpectedly Fu Zhongting was so close to her, Zhong Jia Qi's pink lips just brushed the tip of his nose.

As if the electric current is silent, flowing through each other's bodies, both of them are shocked and stare at each other in such silence.

Zhong Jiaqi's eyes are full of strong desire and twinkle. Suddenly, they are shining with charming light. Fu Zhongting's eyes are dark and deep, just like a pool of deep water, which can drown people.

They looked at each other and knew what it meant to come up. However, at the moment when Fu Zhongting approached Zhong Jiaqi, she was really, counseled --

ZHONG Jiaqi didn't know what was on her mind at that time, but when she saw Fu Zhongting coming, she was supposed to be very happy, but at that moment, she looked back and ran --

Fu Zhongting stood up quickly and chased after him.

Just when Zhong Jiaqi touched the handle of the gate and was about to open it, her body was held by someone from behind.

"Ah -" Zhong Jiaqi screamed, but she was picked up and walked towards the bedroom.

Zhong Jiaqi kicks and kicks: "let me down, let me down!"

In the face of her impending escape, Fu Zhongting was angry and funny. He started directly and slapped her on the bottom: "be honest, or I will not blame you!"

"Ah, you stinking soldier!" When the asshole is beaten, Zhong Jiaqi's tone will burst in a flash, "I'm going to the military region to sue you, rascal!"

When Fu Zhongting heard her scolding herself, he couldn't help laughing: "I'm a stinky soldier, and you are not. We share the same stink!"

"Who has the same smell as you? You don't want to face!" Zhong Jiaqi is really mad with anger, and she retorts.

"It doesn't smell, just verify it."

"Ah - Fu Zhongting, what are you doing? Let me go, let me go!"

Zhong Jiaqi was thrown on the bed and her coat was attacked. She immediately reached out to stop it. As a result, Fu Zhongting looked down at her dangerously and raised her hands above her head, which made her unable to move. Zhong Jiaqi could not help swallowing her saliva. Then she heard Fu Zhongting say, "wasn't it brilliant before? When it came to the end of the day, she was afraid of it, so she became a turtle? ”"Fu Zhongting, you stink!" Although Zhong Jiaqi cursed him as before, she no longer had the momentum before.Hearing this, Fu Zhongting smiled: "can't you see my big face in front of you?"

Zhong Jiaqi bit her lips and turned to straighten him up angrily. "What do you want to do?"

"In a proper capacity, you can be in charge."

Zhong Jiaqi is stunned. Fu Zhongting's head has been pressed down. She lies on the bed, stiff, and suddenly there is a storm in her heart

This time, it was not her initiative, but his initiative. It was Zhong Jiaqi who yearned for countless times, but dared not think deeply.

"Ah -" her lips hurt and she couldn't help exclaiming.

Fu Zhongting's quiet words sounded in her ear: "what do you want to think, focus on it."

Zhong Jiaqi returns to her mind and looks at the man close to her, but it seems like a dream: "let me go first."

Fu Zhongting raised his eyebrows: "want to run again?"

"No, you are not. I have to feel your face to see if it is still there."

Fu Zhongting released her, Zhong Jiaqi's hand was finally free, and there was still some pain on her wrist. However, at this time, she could not care. Her hand fell on his face, with some unbelievable trance. His face was a little rough and vicissitudes. The hand feeling was not so good, but it was deeply buried in her memory for many years.

"Didn't I dream?" Zhong Jiaqi will surely watch Fu Zhongting.

Fu Zhongting put his hands on both sides of her body and said definitely, "No."

"But how can I feel so untrue." She tried so many times before, but he was indifferent. Now why

"Is it true? You'll know later."

Yes, only deep pain can let her know whether this is true or not.

However, when that moment came, Zhong Jiaqi didn't feel the deep pain. It was a bit uncomfortable, but it didn't seem that it was totally unbearable. Are all the things in the book deceiving?

No way

Zhong Jiaqi also admired her. At this time, she was able to think about these messy things. Fu Zhongting seemed to notice Zhong Jiaqi's wandering, and soon pulled back all her mind!