After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

Area A of the underground parking lot of the Art Building.

Xiangchuan slipped away faster than a rabbit. He opened the door and got into the driver's seat. When he turned around, he found Fu Shuruan, the co-pilot, playing games on his mobile phone.

Without raising her head, she asked softly: "Does my brother agree to you taking Yan'er home?"

Xiangchuan lowered the window, leaned lazily on the back of his chair, and sighed deeply: "Forget it, Ah Heng is a stingy man. He won't let me be alone with him unless he says I will lead my nephew into trouble."

Fu Shuruan raised his lips, showed a gloating smile, and said in a cold tone: "You deserve it."

Of course she knew why her brother didn't agree to leave the child alone to Xiangchuan anymore. The little guy was only so young, but he didn't have a decent personality and taught him some messy things.

Xiangchuan snorted and then turned to the little girl next to him: "Ruan Ruan, the night should be very nice tonight. You can see the stars from my viewing platform. Do you want to go and see it together?"

Fu Shuruan continued to operate the hero in his hand and said casually: "It's only four o'clock in the afternoon, how do you know the night is good tonight?"

"I have read the forecast from the Meteorological Bureau. It has been sunny for the past two days. Not only is the air quality before nightfall good, but the starry sky is also very beautiful."

Xiangchuan was very excited and wanted to go see the stars with her right away.

"Are you inviting me to your home?"

Fu Shuruan raised his head from the screen and looked at him with a pair of clear and clean eyes.

Xiangchuan did not directly deny it. He coughed slightly and asked tentatively: "Will you agree if I say I want to?"

"will not."

"I....."

Her refusal without any thought caused the faint smile on Mikawa's lips to freeze instantly.

He frowned slightly and said in a serious tone: "Do I look like a pervert?"

Fu Shuruan put down his cell phone, glanced sideways at him, and said slowly: "It doesn't look like that, it's just a bit...not serious."

"..."

There are three black lines under the corner of Xiangchuan's forehead, and a few crows can be heard in his ears. Isn't he serious?

Please, after he was with her, he kept a regular schedule, clocked in on time every day to say good morning and good night to her, and took her to and from get off work rain or shine, was he not serious?

Over the past year, Baimao's brothers often used this to tease him, saying that Fu Shuruan's light of justice shone on his head and made him "wash his hands in a golden basin" and completely change his life.

There was silence in the carriage. Only the game interface on Fu Shuruan's mobile phone occasionally heard the voice of his teammates saying, "Pay attention to the enemy's stolen tower and ask for support."

Fu Shuruan noticed the man's inexplicably lost expression, lowered his eyes and continued to control the hero to rush over for support.

As a result, because he was absent-minded, he missed his ultimate move and his teammates were wiped out.

"It's so boring..."

She was indeed distracted just now. The opponent took advantage of this wave and lost a defensive tower.

Xiangchuan glanced at her. Without the restraints of a seat belt, he suddenly leaned towards her, his magnetic voice showing a bit of doting: "At times like this, your boyfriend's role is reflected."

He took the phone away from her hand and sat back in the driver's seat, using his long fingers to operate the screen dexterously. In a few minutes, even though he was more than 5,000 yuan behind the enemy, he single-handedly turned his disadvantage into a victory.

After the qualifying round was over, he handed the phone back to her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and gave her an arrogant smile: "You have to invite your boyfriend to play this game, so why don't I take you to carry the whole game easily in a matter of minutes? "

Although Xiangchuan doesn't play games very much anymore, he found that his little girl has been particularly fond of it for some reason recently. Sometimes it makes him feel sad and funny to watch her cry when she plays frivolously and is tortured by the assassin on the opposite side.

"Oh, then you are obviously very good at playing, why don't you take me?"

Fu Shuruan took the phone, glanced at the MVP he had just won, and licked his pink lips, with a hint of complaint in his tone.

"Isn't this the rule of thumb to follow your girlfriend's rule? Don't you lose your mind because of playthings?"

Xiangchuan drawled, staring at her baby face with deep eyes, and said deliberately: "I have deleted all the games on my phone, how can I take you with me?"

"Have I ever said this? Why don't I remember?"

Fu Shuruan blinked and pretended not to understand. He imitated his old tone of voice and began to deny it.

There were a lot of artists coming to the awards ceremony today, and naturally there were also a lot of nanny cars, luxury cars and so on.

While the two of them were sitting in the car bickering, four or five nanny vans had already passed by. The car had gone away, and the group of reporters were still chasing it with flashlights on.

Xiangchuan thought it was noisy outside, rolled up the car window, and repeatedly attacked the subject of stargazing: "You accompany me to watch the stars at night, and I will take you to play games. Think about it?"

He put away his smile, sat up halfway, put one hand on the back of the passenger seat, lowered his head and looked at her, his eyes gentle and focused.

The distance between the two of them was so close that Fu Shuruan could hear his strong heartbeat and could clearly see his slightly tired face, which had an uninhibited charm that was hard to find. resistance.

Fu Shuruan's heart shrank, and he tilted his head back, trying to keep a proper distance from him, trying to maintain his composure, as if hesitating.

"Don't worry, I'm just looking at the stars, there's nothing illegal."

Since his knees were swollen when Fu Lingheng hit him with two billiard balls, Xiang Chuan has become much more at ease.

During their one-year relationship, the most intimate thing they had ever done was just kiss.

"alright."

Seeing her obediently nodding and agreeing, Xiang Chuan couldn't help but smile and pat her head: "Ruan Ruan is so good."

"Can you please stop touching your head? I wonder if touching your head will lower your IQ?"

Fu Shuruan rolled her eyes and stretched out her legs to kick him. Coincidentally, she didn't raise her legs very high and Xiang Chuan didn't hide. The force of the kick wasn't too strong, but it hit something unbiased. described part.

Xiangchuan groaned, and his whole face suddenly turned red. His fingers on the back of the chair couldn't help tightening, and a few crystal beads of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.

"Yeah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it. Are you okay?"

Fu Shuruan was startled, and hurriedly helped him steady, and hurriedly moved his feet away. He looked embarrassed and asked weakly: "Do I need to go to the hospital?"

"hiss!"

Xiangchuan cried out in pain, frowned, and turned pale when he lowered his eyes to look at her.

He gritted his teeth and pushed himself up to sit up: "It's okay, just let me take a moment."

The next second, he couldn't help but bend down while holding his hands, his face showing forbearance. Fu Shuruan looked at him worriedly: "Does it hurt?"

She didn't use much force in her kick, so why did he look like he was about to faint?

She was a little doubtful, was he fragile, or was that part of him... fragile?

"Well, a bit..."

The man suppressed the pain and groaned, gritting his teeth to squeeze out the words.

Damn it, the little girl attacked him before he even had meat. It was really aggrieved.

Fu Shuruan felt even more guilty. She bit her lip and said in a gentle tone, "How about you take the passenger seat and I'll drive and take you home early to rest?"

"I'm injured and may need someone to take care of me at night."

This was Xiangchuan's usual tactic. He looked weak and unable to take care of himself, raised his eyelids, and looked at her aggrievedly.

"I know, I'll stay and take care of you tonight."

Fu Shuruan's mind was as simple as a little white rabbit as always. Without thinking much about anything else, he opened the door and walked around the front of the car towards the driver's seat.

When Xiangchuan saw this, he was shocked. He looked up at her, his throat rolled, his eyes were bright, like a puppy that had been given candy. He leaned slightly towards her and turned on the big green tea speech mode: "This way .....Is it really okay? Grandpa Fu will be angry, right?"

"No, I'll just explain it to grandpa. You go and sit in the passenger seat."

One of them stood by the car door, and the other sat in the car. At such a height, his head could just touch her chest.

It was rare for Fu Shuruan to see this unruly and fierce horse acting coquettishly, so he raised his hand to rub his black hair.

Feeling the soft touch of the hands on the top of his head, Xiangchuan's ears turned red and his eyes were wet, like a large dog that had just drank enough water.

He put his hands around her slender waist and pretended to have a sense of déjà vu in a weak voice: "Then let's go to the supermarket to buy something first."

"But you look very uncomfortable."

"It doesn't matter. It's a few minutes away, I can bear it."

"OK then."

Fu Shuruan started the car and drove towards the nearest supermarket. The man in the passenger seat closed his eyes and fell asleep along the way.

When they arrived at the supermarket, they bought a bunch of daily necessities and some snacks that Fu Shuruan liked.

"That's all. I'll go check out. You find a place to sit and wait for me for a while."

Fu Shuruan pushed the shopping cart towards the checkout counter. Xiangchuan followed slowly, took out his bank card and handed it to her: "Swipe mine."

In this regard, she didn't argue with him, just took the card and left.

As soon as the little girl left, Xiangchuan turned his back to her and sneaked around on the three-story low shelf of the checkout counter next door. He first pretended to take two boxes of mint-flavored chewing gum.

Then, when no one was paying attention, he reached out to Du Mousi on the bottom floor, quickly took several boxes and turned to pay at the cashier far away from the little girl.

"Sir, do you need a bag?"

A common phrase that cashiers always talk about.

Xiangchuan was stunned for a moment, and then responded with a speechless expression: "Of course I need a bag, otherwise, would it be appropriate for me to walk out of the supermarket holding these?"

The cashier's cheeks were slightly red, and he quickly helped him get the bag and put it in: "Please keep the receipt, and welcome to visit next time!"

The words 'Welcome to visit next time' seemed to hit a nerve in Xiangchuan. He smiled vaguely at the corner of his mouth and said, "I'll lend you some good words."

Cashier: "..."

It would be nice to have more such interesting customers a day, so that going to work wouldn't be so difficult.

After Fu Shuruan paid the bill, she met him at the exit of the supermarket. Seeing him sneaking around and holding a plastic bag, she asked him, "Did you buy anything?"

"Uh...No, two boxes of chewing gum. Let's go. I'm in so much pain. Let's go home."

The man casually rubbed a handful of plastic bags and put them in his pocket, put his arm around her shoulders, and continued to act weak as he walked out.

But my heart was screaming uncontrollably, and I thought about some scenes of dark nights, high winds, and raging fires.

"Oh ho ho, today is a good day, everything you want can come true..."

He was in a good mood and couldn't help humming a song.

Fu Shuruan, who was next to her, looked confused and looked at him like an idiot: "As expected of him, he is older. There is a generation gap between me and the songs he sings."