The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

Fu Wenchang's embrace is still the same as when he was young, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.

Wen Shi admitted that even now, she still likes him very much.

It's like coming over to have a look, and find an excuse to get a gift.

But Yugu's matter is like a needle pricking her heart.

It can't be erased at all.

"You can see me if you want, but I will never remarry you in this life."

During these days of Wen's divorce, the spirit of his youth has returned.

Just like what those rich wives told her before.

If you can't get something, just indulge yourself and don't possess it.

I didn't have any hope at the beginning, and I got everything naturally.

Now she's going that way.

Love is vigorous, withdraw at any time, not bound by marriage.

"Okay, it's up to you, everything is up to you." Fu Wenchang was very excited, feeling that the huge house had a human atmosphere.

"I've been here for so long, don't you even pour me a glass of water?" Wen looked at Fu Wenchang who was standing there dumbly.

Although this person's gray hair has come out, he still looks so handsome and extraordinary.

It can be seen that love is a thing that really kills people.

Wen patted himself on the head, he didn't expect to come to such an ending in the end.

In particular, because they missed each other too much, they ended up lying together, kissing so hard that they couldn't part each other.

Only then did she understand that feelings are not perfect, but they can also grind people's hearts.

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At first, Nan Zhixin was able to go out for a stroll, but later on, her belly was getting bigger and bigger, and she was about to give birth.

She could only wander back and forth in the yard.

Fu Shiyu made a swing in the yard.

Nan Zhixin has been feeling sleepy recently. When she was sitting on the swing, she accidentally fell on the lawn.

Fu Shiyu was so frightened that he held her hand and looked at her face, worried.

"Be careful."

"It's okay." Nan Zhixin looked into Fu Shiyu's eyes, basked in the warm sun, and thought for a long time before saying, "I'm sleepy, Shiyu."

"Then I'll take you to the house to rest."

"No more." Nan Zhixin stroked her belly, looked at the sun above her head, "I want to take a lunch break outside."

"Let's go outside then."

Pregnant wives are the big ones, and they can do whatever they say.

I know she doesn't have a good rest every night.

Fu Shiyu brought the reclining chair over and laid it out for Nan Zhixin: "Silly girl, sleep here."

"Ah."

She lay on her side and rested for a long time. The sun was shining today, and when Nan Zhixin was lying on it, she had a good dream.

Fu Shiyu stood beside her in a daze, and only reached out to push her hand at noon.

"Intimate, intimate?"

Nan Zhixin raised his eyelids, looked at Fu Shiyu's face, and asked wonderingly, "What's wrong, Shiyu?"

"You've been sleeping for a long time." Fu Shiyu held Nan Zhixin's wrist, frowning, "It's time to get up and eat."

She hummed, and when she raised her hand, Fu Shiyu had already held it, with a smile in the corner of her eyes, very doting, "Then let's go into the house."

"It's nice to bask in the sun."

"But if you stay in the sun for too long, you will suffer from heat stroke."

That is true.

"It won't be long before I can unload, right?" Nan Zhixin often asks this question recently.

The second master could tell why she was afraid. The main reason was that the little thing in her stomach wouldn't come out, so she didn't have a chance to jump around for a day.

"I'm so anxious that I can't eat hot tofu. Have you ever heard of this?"

Fu Shiyu raised his hand and moved the wind-blown hair behind her ears. Nan Zhi turned her eyes and bumped into his face.

After a long while, I pondered and thought over and over again: "After this time, I won't be punished."

"What if it's a child?" Nan Zhixin raised her eyebrows secretly, wanting to try Fu Shao's reaction.

The opponent's fingers landed on the back of Nan Zhixin's hand, and he pulled him into his arms with one hand.

Lips fell on the full forehead.

Nan Zhi was nervous, and quickly poured the water glass into his mouth.

"Blushing, silly girl?"

She gave Fu Shao a cold look: "You say you are an old husband and wife, why am I blushing?"

"Maybe it's..." Young Master Fu approached, smiling wickedly, "Physiological reaction."

"Oh." Nan Zhixin felt a little helpless, she looked at Fu Shiyu honestly, and said treacherously, "Fu Shiyu is really bad."

"Ah."

Nan Zhixin scratched her greasy hair with her fingers, and reminded him friendly: "You are so close to me, do you notice anything?"

Fu Shao flattened his lips and said confidently, "Except for the greasy hair, everything else is fine."

"I want to wash my hair." Self-awareness is called self-consciousness, and my husband finds out that it is really greasy.

Fu Shiyu put his palm on Nan Zhixin's head, and nodded gently: "Okay, it's up to you."

Nan Zhi thought deeply, and turned to look at Fu Shiyu's face: "You must treat my hair well."

Fingers playing with the waterfall-like hair, there was a blurred light in his eyes, probably too fascinated, Fu Shiyu looked down at his wife.

With a fair face, a pair of big eyes are piercing, the eyes are shining brightly, and there is a hint of warmth in his expression.

With a touch of excitement.

He smiled: "Hey, it's my husband who wants to unload the goods the most."

"Why?" Asking knowingly, it is also Fengyue's trick.

Fu Shiyu lowered his face and looked at Nan Zhixin: "Silly girl, why do you think so?"

Ah.

man.

Mostly it is necessary.

Nan Zhixin raised her eyes and said deliberately, "Then you just have to wait." She put her fingers on the chin of Fu Shiyu who was squatting, and began to analyze, "Pregnancy, childbirth, and a period of rest."

"It sounds like I'm going to be miserable." Fu Shiyu was frustrated.

"If you treat your wife better, I can use another way...to help you?" Nan Zhixin had a deep meaning.

With warm breath in her ear, Fu Shiyu smiled coldly, she glanced at Nan Zhixin's face, "Little girl is so bad."

"This is the fun between husband and wife." Nan Zhixin propped her chin and smiled very cutely, "Of course you don't have to choose this way."

Fu Shiyu held Nan Zhixin's chin with his fingers, and swayed to the left and then to the right, "I'm very happy to see you so cute."

Nan Zhixin looked at Fu Shiyu's face and pondered: "What do you mean by that?"

Fu Shiyu traced Nan Zhixin's cherry lips with his index finger: "What do you think it means?"

"do not know."

Damn, she should have thought too much.

Holding her cheeks, Nan Zhixin bowed slightly and looked at Fu Shiyu's face: "The child said, Dad, do you want some porridge?"

The second master twitched his ears with his fingers, frowned, glanced at Nan Zhixin, and smiled clearly: "I'm really not used to the word dad coming out of your mouth."

The foot in pink socks kicked Fu Shiyu's arm, and Nan Zhixin reminded again: "Hey, do you want me to eat?"

"Eat, eat." Fu Shiyu stood very tall, she reached out to help him up, and walked slowly into the room.

When people in love are together, there seems to be no shortage of topics.

Log table.

A bowl of rice porridge with lean meat and vegetables.

Nan Zhixin squinted her eyes and looked at Fu Shiyu who was opposite: "We eat this at noon?"

The second master is approachable: "It's too rich, you'll be greedy, overeating, it's not good for your health."