Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Since it is casual, Ms. Xu thinks that we should go to the supermarket.

Go shopping and watch a movie hand in hand.

The Trilogy of Love.

Xu Qingcheng thought about it and smiled embarrassedly.

While waiting for the traffic light, Fu Jingting saw her like this and couldn't help pushing her head, "What are you laughing about secretly?"

"You don't care about me." Miss Xu's eyebrows fluttered and she didn't tell him.

Fu Jingting also laughed, and he parked the car in the underground parking space. After getting out of the car, Xu Qingcheng took the elevator with his arm.

Looking at the arm held by her, Fu Jingting couldn't help laughing, but he didn't expose her small thoughts and let her be like this.

"Private events, don't be too formal, but not too casual either." Xu Qingcheng tilted her head and thought.

Fu Jingting nodded, but did not express any other opinions, "I will leave it to you today."

"Really? Aren't you afraid that I'll embarrass you with your indecent attire?" Xu Qingcheng asked him with a smile and frowned.

Fu Jingting snorted, and reached out to pinch her face, completely ignoring the public, "I don't care, as long as you are not afraid of losing face."

"Let go, it's so ugly." Miss Xu hurriedly dodged his attack, very unconvinced, "What shame would I have if I wore it on you?"

"Your man is being laughed at, is there any light on your face?"

her man?
Hmm, that seems to be the case.

Xu Qingcheng looked at Fu Jingting, her eyes flicked across his face, and she suddenly turned her face away in embarrassment, "Yes."

The woman's delicate and shy appearance is not to mention very attractive, and even the low voice of grunting is hot to the heart.

Fu Jingting took a big step and bent down beside her, "What did you say? I don't seem to hear clearly."

What do you mean you didn't seem to hear clearly?
Xu Qingcheng's ears turned red, she pushed him away, and said with a straight face, "Walk well."

But that flushed face was finally discouraged.

The two flirted all the way past, without realizing how many people turned their heads.

Xu Qingcheng chose a few pairs of slacks for him, and a shirt of dark color, light color, and print for him to try on.

The man frowned so much that he could kill mosquitoes, Xu Qingcheng gagged his mouth before seeing his reluctance, "You go and try it, I don't know which one you look better in. Just try this once, I will know in the future, and I won’t torment you like this.”

She shook his arm to make him compromise. This woman can make people's legs weak when she acts like a baby.

Resigned to his fate, Fu Jingting went in to try it on.

Among the many trousers, Ms. Xu chose a pair of slim-fitting black slacks. She knelt down to help him tidy up his trousers.

Fu Jingting stood there and forgot to move. Watching her squat down and stand up again, an indescribable emotion surged in her chest.

This is his lover, no matter how intimate he is, it should be taken for granted.

Miss Xu grabbed his arm to make him turn sideways, reached out and patted the crease behind his buttocks, nodded with satisfaction, "Just this one... hey..."

His wrist was suddenly grabbed by him, Xu Qingcheng let out a groan, the man put his arms around her waist to stabilize her, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Touch my butt in public, Miss Xu be careful."

Xu Qingcheng turned her head, and sure enough, she saw the two waiters who were serving them were quite embarrassed and snickered.

She, um, she didn't do anything excessive, she just helped him straighten his clothes.

What this man said was misleading.

Xu Qingcheng's face was on fire, and he asked quietly, "Do you want them to serve you?"

Fu Jingting received her warning eyes and almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He coughed lightly, full of desire to survive, "I don't want to."

Ms. Xu rolled her eyes and smiled. She tugged on the shirt on his body, "Is the black color too heavy? Does the white look better? The printed ones are also nice, but it seems that you are even more unscrupulous... Anything else?"

Fu Jingting listened to her thoughts, he raised his wrist to check the time, "You haven't chosen your clothes yet, are you sure you want to keep trying?"

"But I think they all look good, with different styles." Xu Qingcheng hesitated, so he had to ask for his opinion, "Which one do you think is better?"

"This one." Fu Jingting ordered the black one.

But when the man reached out to take it, she sideways dodged it and handed him a pink one with dark patterns.

Fu Jingting laughed, "Didn't it mean that I'm not serious in wearing this?"

Ms. Xu glared at him, "You can only be rude to me, well, go and change it."

The man was pushed into the fitting room by her, and Miss Xu blushed outside.

It's not a particularly pink color, and the simple dark flowers in the slope area from the left shoulder to the right are fashionable and casual in business. It's not particularly coquettish or solemn, but it adds a ray of relaxation and warmth to his face. No matter how you look at it, you feel handsome.

Fu Jingting came out of the fitting room, bowing his head and buttoning his cuffs.

Xu Qingcheng handed him the suit jacket in his hand, the man took it, put it on, and watched her staring at him obsessively.

He curled his fingers and tapped her forehead lightly, "What are you looking at?"

Xu Qingcheng murmured, she covered her forehead with one hand, blushing, "Look at my handsome husband."

After speaking, she froze herself.

Before Fu Jingting could speak, Miss Xu blushed and turned to tell the waiter that she had cut the sign and paid the bill.

The waiter who had been waiting hurriedly came over to remove the sign. Miss Xu was about to go to the counter to check out, but the man grabbed her wrist, "What did you just say?"

"Nothing to say."

"What if I didn't hear it?"

"You still ask after hearing that." Xu Qingcheng let go of his hand, put her head on his arm, and pushed him away, "Hurry up and pay the bill, you won't let me pay the bill, will you?"

"Well, it's okay." The man pulled out the card and stuffed it into her hand, "The password is..."

He whispered the password in her ear, brushing his lips against her ear.

Xu Qingcheng tilted her head, and asked almost without thinking, "What is your daughter's birth date?"

Six-digit passcode.

Fu Jingting was also taken aback for a moment, she thought she knew something because she reacted so quickly.

The man nods.

"Oh, I guessed it right away." Xu Qingcheng took the card and swiped it.

Fu Jingting didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief or sigh.

I was nervous because I was afraid of her negative reaction when she thought about it.

Sighing, she really hoped that she would come back, but that would mean that she would have to bear the pain of Qing Han's disappearance just like him.

Xu Qingcheng didn't think as much as he did. He pulled his hand out, and Fu Jingting grabbed her with one hand and clasped it on her shoulder, "I'll listen to you, and all the indecency will be left to you in the future."

"What are you talking about?" She just said that, and he was still excited.

The two walked into a women's clothing store with a smile, and Xu Qingcheng asked for a simple dress and coat.

The goal was clear, and the selection was quick, and the time was tight. Xu Qingcheng directly put on a black dress and a khaki jacket with a small fragrance.

High heel.

When trying on the shoes, Fu Jingting signaled the waiter to let him come.

Xu Qingcheng sat on the table, watching the man kneeling on one knee in front of her. He reached out to hold her foot, and Miss Xu twitched back, "Myself."

The man raised his eyebrows and glanced at her.

Miss Xu didn't say anything, and let him serve.

He was giving her back for her service, and she understood.

Love, respect, and everything else, is always mutual to last long.

"Stand up and walk around, do your feet fit?"

He held her arm to make her stand up, and Xu Qingcheng took his arm to stand up. She frowned and smiled, her heart was full, and she said softly, "Mr. Fu has a good eye."

She said shoes.

Fu Jingting looked at her with raised eyebrows, "I have always had a good eye."

What he said was that he fell in love with her.

Xu Qingcheng hurriedly paid the bill and asked him, "Let's go quickly, before it's too late."

"It's too late, there's enough time." Fu Jingting looked at her with a smile.

Xu Qingcheng looked at his cheap smile, stretched out his hand and slapped him hard, "You lied to me."

The two were about to leave when they suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Jing Ting?"

When the two heard the sound, Xu Qingcheng opened his mouth and quickly withdrew his hand from his arms.

Fu Jingting glanced at her, and went to hold his hand again, but Miss Xu blushed and slapped him away, telling him to say hello quickly.

"Mom. Why are you here?"

Watching the interaction between the two, Zhong Wanxiu understood.

"Go shopping with your sister-in-law." Zhong Wanxiu pointed to the side, "She went to the mother and baby store."

Fu Jingting nodded.

Pulled Xu Qingcheng, "Auntie, or Mom?"

He didn't shy away from saying this, which made Xu Qingcheng blush.

When he said this, she couldn't yell that auntie, but Fu Jingting even added embellishments, "Call Mom, and ask Mom to wrap you a red envelope."

Xu Qingcheng twisted his fingers from the back of his waist, and heard the man hiss.

You deserve it, let you talk nonsense every day.

Miss Xu hurriedly greeted Zhong Wanxiu, "Auntie."

Zhong Wanxiu pursed her lips and smiled, "You guys are..."

"Shopping." Fu Jingting didn't hide it.

Xu Qingcheng was stuck in her mouth when she said that she was going to attend the event in the afternoon.

"Go to the orphanage in the afternoon, she will go with me." The man finally explained.

"Well, it's good." Zhong Wanxiu nodded, and she looked at Xu Qingcheng again, her eyes full of kindness, "Qingcheng, how are you doing recently?"

"Auntie, I'm fine. Don't worry."

"That's good." Zhong Wanxiu looked at the two standing together, feeling sore and bitter in her heart. I am afraid that only the husband and wife can be each other's support for all the things they encounter.

"Okay, you guys go to work. Find time and take Qingcheng home for dinner. Mom, no, Auntie cooks what you like." Zhong Wanxiu sent out an invitation, but she changed her name after calling herself Mom.

"Hey, good."

Xu Qingcheng agreed.

When Zhong Wanxiu left, Xu Qingcheng grabbed Fu Jingting's hand, "Auntie seemed to say..."

She has good ears and can hear clearly.

Fu Jingting led her away without explaining to her in silence.

Xu Qingcheng couldn't ask anymore.

"Go ahead and wait, I'll bring the car over." Fu Jingting took the things in her hand and asked Xu Qingcheng to wait outside the hall.

Xu Qingcheng walked out of the hall, and she stood by the side of the road and waited.

I was a little confused.

She was affectionate and dependent on Fu Jingting for no reason, wishing to use all the good things she could think of. She wanted to be good to him, really wanted to, and wanted to give him everything she could.

Seeing him happy makes her feel better, and seeing him depressed makes her feel depressed.

And his daughter's date of birth.

She didn't have to guess, even when he didn't tell her the bank password, she knew it, it should be that one.

But she didn't know his daughter's birthday before that.

And, his mother's slip of the tongue.

Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips, the wind blew through her hair, the afternoon sun was still gentle, and the temperature was neither too hot nor too cold. She looked forward absentmindedly.

Not being able to see the path is so fucking bad.

But the feeling of being unable to break through the fog after all your strength is the most uncomfortable feeling, the frustration of powerlessness.

"Cherry! Stop, don't run!"

The frantic screams rushed into her ears, and Xu Qingcheng turned her head to look over, her temples seemed to bulge out of shock.

A very small child wobbled across the road and ran towards the stall with balloons on the side of the road.

On the other side of the road, a young mother was anxiously chasing after her with a child in her arms.

The horn and brakes sounded sharply, and the driver of the car honked desperately and stepped on the brakes hard.

Xu Qingcheng pushed away the crowd and rushed out.

The screeching and screeching of brakes rang in my ears.

bang.

The car slammed into one side of the isolation post, brushing past her body.

Xu Qingcheng fell heavily to the ground. When her knees hurt while kneeling on the ground, her eyes went black. She hugged the child in her arms tightly with one hand, and opened a barrier with her body to protect the child tightly.

"Cherry! Ah!"

The mother's panicked calls and screams spread in the air, and the frightened voice was filled with fear and crying.

Xu Qingcheng's tinnitus rang.

After being frightened, the child cried hysterically and struggled in her arms.

Xu Qingcheng froze and couldn't move. Her arms trembled slightly, and she hugged the child in her arms tightly, no matter how hard she struggled, she would not let go.

Outside sounds became distant and indistinct.

"Qingcheng! Qingcheng!"

Someone was calling her name, but she couldn't react because she was shaking all over, and she didn't know where the sound was coming from.

The body was hugged fiercely, and the man's voice was calling her, with pain and shock, distant and close.

Fu Jingting felt that his heartbeat was about to stop. The moment she jumped out like crazy, he was really scared.

The man hugged her tightly, embracing her trembling body, "Qingcheng."

The voice was right next to her ear, she turned her head mechanically, following the voice, her eyes were bloodshot, she couldn't see it.

The woman's eyes are out of focus.

The child's mother rushed over, her face was covered with tears in fright, the child in her arms and the child held tightly by Qingcheng were crying, crying so much that adults would cry along with them.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you for saving Cherry's life."

The mother couldn't even squat, so she knelt on the ground and thanked her constantly.

She wanted to carry the child, but Xu Qingcheng held the child tightly and did not let go.

She hugged her too tightly, and the child cried even harder.

The mother looked at Fu Jingting as if asking for help.

The man's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart hadn't completely calmed down. He raised his hand to give it to him.

"It's okay, Qingcheng, it's okay, the child is okay." He hugged her and the child into his arms, holding Xu Qingcheng's face in both hands, "Qingcheng, let go, the kid is hurt by you, I want to see if he is okay No injuries. Let go of your hand, okay?"

Tears burst suddenly, and Xu Qingcheng cried out of breath, "If I don't let go, I will fall."