When Fu Shiyan came out, Jiang Shu buried his head between his arms, half-opened his eyes, and looked at him.

The man's eyelashes are black and his eyes are quiet.

No one spoke first, and between the stares, Jiang Shu suddenly felt the connection between husband and wife.

After a long time, Fu Shiyan took her hand and said, "Go home."

Jiang Shu leaned against the very old-fashioned wall, hugged his arms together, and looked straight ahead. He was supporting Uncle Qiao to send him back. When he turned his head, the corner of his mouth smiled very gently.

Jiang Shu could see from this angle that Fu Shiyan quietly put a card in Uncle Qiao's pocket behind him.

Both of these two people knew about each other's taboos, and they made proper arrangements behind their backs.

What she didn't know was that the two people in front, Uncle Qiao, held Fu Shiyan's hand and winked at him ambiguously.

"I just saw it."

Fu Shiyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What did you see?"

"I just saw that you changed the cards and let that girl win."

I saw with my own eyes that Fu Shiyan changed cards extremely quickly, and he was also very happy to see her win.

Fu Shiyan said nothing, just smiled lightly.

"My wife, I am happy when she is happy."

Uncle Qiao clenched his hand and clapped it hard, "Your mother came here a while ago."

Fu Shiyan stopped talking.

"She said that you are a good boy and helped her a while ago, Shi Yan, have you let her go?"

"Good boy?" He grinded the word between his lips and teeth, "Maybe he is a good boy, but he is not a good son."

"Shi Yan, maybe she also has some unavoidable difficulties."

"It has nothing to do with me."

Jiang Shu glanced back when he walked out of the alley, and subconsciously wrote down the place name.

"What's your relationship with Uncle Joe?"

"Uncle Qiao used to be the housekeeper of the family and Qiao Xia's cousin. He took care of me growing up."

No wonder it's called Uncle... It turned out to be someone from Qiao Xia's side.

It's not that he has always had a grudge against her... That's why he has been reluctant to see Uncle Joe.

"After Qiao Xia left, Uncle Qiao felt ashamed to face us, so he resigned and left."

"You brought me here today, are you relieved?"

Fu Shiyan clenched her hand tightly and smiled faintly, which meant acquiescing.

"Innocent people, there's no need to hold grudges." He looked up at the sky, "People always have to say goodbye to the past."

Jiang Shu imitated him and raised his head, putting his hands behind his back, "I never thought that one day I would be in this kind of place with you, tattooing, playing cards, drinking, how did that sentence say, even though I am like this, I am still a good girl."

Fu Shiyan looked down at her, and spoke deeply: "Then do you know that there is one more thing I didn't say."

"what's up?"

He leaned over and whispered a word in her ear: "Do."

……

Chinese characters are extensive and profound, and a single word can arouse infinite reverie and practice.

I don't know if it can be regarded as a discovery of conscience, when Fu Shiyan kissed, he still remembered to ask: "I lost, what do you want me to do?"

Jiang Shu paused, moved away a little, and said honestly: "I haven't thought of it yet."

Fu Shiyan then bowed his head, and began to ask for whatever he wanted very bluntly.

When it came to lingering, Jiang Shu snorted and grabbed his arm, his waist and abdomen hurt badly, the man kissed all the way down, and kissed the thorn bush lightly.

Fu Shiyan was the man she had seen before. He was a man who had perfected his passion and desire and made people want to stop. Looking at his eyes, they seemed empty and full of desire.

The last moment is like a flash in the pan and extremely beautiful and gorgeous.

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