The mystery husband is a little bad

Fu Zhongting really raised his head. There was a sidewalk in front of him. At this time, the shadows collided. Only the trees beside the road were mottled by the light of the street lamp.

He was about to take back his eyes when he suddenly saw the shadow of the tree and came out with a vague and graceful figure.

I thought it was my own eyes, but when I looked at it, the figure didn't disappear. It was really her!

An instant surprise rose from the bottom of Fu Zhongting's heart.

He flung the door open to get out of the car.

Not far away, the girl took the cell phone, smiled at him, waved at him.

Fu Zhongting once again had the feeling of heartbeating. He really ran towards Zhong Jiaqi like a spearhead young man.

Zhongjiaqi's cell phone was not hung, so she rushed to Fu Zhongting, and then she stared at him with her legs, like a little monkey hanging on Fu Zhongting's body, her hands around his neck, and she was very attached.

But after all, it was on the road. Fu Zhongting coughed a little bit and said to her, "OK, so many people are watching. You come down first."

"I thought you would ask me how I came back all of a sudden," Zhong Jiaqi said with a smile

"Yes, why did you come back suddenly?"

"I miss you." Zhong Jiaqi smiled, then jumped down from Fu Zhongting, hugged Fu Zhongting's waist and said, "let's go, go back."

Fu Zhongting was worried. He thought about what to do if Han Jing didn't leave.

"What's the matter? Do you have anything else? "

"No, I'm not hungry. I'll take you to eat before I go back."

Touch some dry flat belly, Zhong Jiaqi then nodded: "OK, let's go to have a snack."

Went to a congee shop barbecue stand, Zhong Jiaqi ordered a lot of food.

Fu Zhongting looked at her. "So many, are you finished?"

"It's yours, and I'm hungry."

Porridge has always been in casserole. The guests will come up soon after they order it. The fragrant seafood porridge makes people have a big appetite.

"Wow, it smells good." Fu Zhongting hands Zhong Jiaqi a bowl, she can't help but praise.

"Drink slowly. It's very hot."

"I see." Zhong Jiaqi holds a spoon, blows it and blows it again. When she puts it into her mouth, she still feels that it is not hot enough. She keeps slapping her tongue with her hands and shouting, "it is very hot..."

"I told you to slow down." Seeing this, Fu Zhongting immediately took her bowl back and put it in his own bowl before he handed it to her.

In the process, zhongjiaqi put her hands on her cheeks and looked at him affectionately.

"Why do you look at me like this?" Fu Zhongting looked up at her and asked.

Zhong Jiaqi smiled twice: "look at you handsome, no way."

"Oh, I don't need you to tell me that."

…… "I haven't seen you for a few days. Your face seems a little thick."

"All right." Fu Zhongting said, "you can drink it, eat it, eat it in the evening before you have strength."

"Cough, cough." Zhong Jiaqi had just put porridge into her mouth, and almost spewed it out. Her eyes glared at him with anger.

Fu Zhongting handed her a paper towel: "how can I be so careless? I'll let you slow down."

"It's not all your fault. What do you say?"

Fu Zhongting said innocently, "what did I say?"

Zhong Jiaqi bit her lower lip and blushed: "don't talk to me."

"Then eat more and conserve your strength."

“……”

After supper, go back. As expected, Han Jing is gone. Fu Zhongting was relieved. He wasn't afraid of Han Jing, but he didn't know how to explain to Zhong Jiaqi. If she misunderstood, it would not pay.

Zhong Jiaqi sniffed at the gate for a few times, then frowned, and walked quickly to the window: "have you never been here since I left? The air is not circulating."

Fu Zhongting has been in the army. How can I come here. He gave a light hum.

Zhong Jiaqi went to open the window, and then he he smiled twice: "this shows that no other woman has come up here."

"You didn't know that long ago."

"Yes." Maybe women are like this. They know the answer clearly in their heart. It's just that men have to say it before they feel happy. It's like they've taken a reassuring pill.

Fu Zhongting looked at the clock on the wall and said to her, "it's not early, is it time to rest?"

Hearing this, Zhong Jiaqi suddenly showed some shy expression on her face, and then her legs turned: "I'll take a bath first." Then he rushed to the bathroom.

……

Zhong Jiaqi took a comfortable bath in the bathroom. When she came out, Fu Zhongting was already lying on the bed in his pajamas. His hair was wet. Obviously, he took a bath next door. His pajamas were half open, showing a large piece of strong and fascinating chest muscles, developed texture lines, which made people's blood flow.Zhongjiaqi just stood there, then felt the endless perm on her face.

Fu Zhongting looked up at her, frowned, and said, "come here, how can you get your hair out without drying it?"

Zhong Jiaqi then walked towards Fu Zhongting.

Fu Zhongting asked her to sit on the edge of the bed, picked up a towel on one side, and shuttled her fingers between her dark hair. A fresh fragrance of bath cream mixed with her body fragrance came.

Zhong Jiaqi is only wrapped in a bath towel. Although she can't see Fu Zhongting's expression, the gentle touch from her scalp makes her heart beat.

With a smile on her lips, she could not help but close her eyes, and then immersed in her beautiful imagination. When did Fu Zhongting stop, she did not find that there was no support behind her, so she leaned back and fell on the bed.

"Ah."

Fu Zhongting's low smile came from behind. Zhong Jiaqi couldn't help but stare at him regretfully: "you don't know how to tell me when you leave."

"Where do you know you're so absorbed in what you think?"

"You laugh." Seeing that he seemed to laugh at himself, Zhong Jiaqi became more and more angry and couldn't help but get up and beat Fu Zhongting.

Fu Zhongting didn't fight back, so she let her hammer two fists. As a result, Zhong Jiaqi knelt on the bed with her legs half way. Accidentally, she pulled the bottom of the bath towel, and then the whole bath towel suddenly slipped in front of Fu Zhongting.

"Hiss -" the coolness before the moon and the Hun made Zhong Jiaqi return to her mind. She looked down and hurriedly picked up the bath towel on her bed.

But Fu Zhongting took the bath towel away more quickly and said to her, "it's all about this. It's time to rest, no need to surround."

Zhong Jiaqi listened to his words, only felt that her cheeks were burning, and her heart was beating violently in her chest, like she was about to leap out of her heart. Oh, she lay down.

Fu Zhongting also followed her to sleep. Zhong Jiaqi reached out to cover the thin quilt and grabbed the quilt corner with one hand. Some of them were nervous and hard to support themselves.