Chapter 58

Song Fengwan didn't intend to cry in front of Fu Chen, but some things were pressed in her heart for too long.

Her father cheated and her illegitimate daughter came to her home. She was too shy to talk about it.

She knew that many people were waiting to see their own jokes, she could not let people see a little sad emotion, so she had to bear it.

She hated Jiang Fengya and her father even more. But when she thought that the relationship between her parents was so tight that she might divorce at any time, the confusion from the bottom of her heart made her nearly collapse.

She always hoped that when she returned to Cloud City, it would be like a dream and nothing happened.

And today's event, will her already fragmented fantasy smashed.

The autumn wind in the capital is cool and bleak. Song Fengwan has a burning pain from throat to chest, and he has no strength to look Fu Shen in the eyes.

She sniffed, her eyes flushed, stretched out her hand to wrap her clothes, stamped her feet, and tried to divert her attention. "Third Master, thank you for coming. I'm fine."

Her voice was dull, with a strong nasal sound, and Fu Shen was upset.

"Come closer."

"Well?" Song Fengwan hesitated, staring at the toe of the eyes, sore, tears instantly blurred the line of sight.

Fu Shen twisted his eyebrows and stepped forward. The distance between the two men drew closer in an instant.

"What's the matter?" Song Fengwan subconsciously wanted to hide.

"Don't move!" Fu Shen's voice was deep and sharp, with a strong voice.

He released the hand that held her and untied the suit jacket.

"Third Master..." Song Feng's voice did not fall, the coat has wrapped her.

Mixed with his unique smell of sandalwood, it was like a dense warm net, which warmed her whole body and mind.

Fu Shen's fingers were sliding on the collar of his coat, as if he was tidying up, with a serious and attentive expression.

Song Fengwan was squeezed between his coat and Fu Shen's body. He couldn't advance or retreat. His temperature was dense and impenetrable. He was a bit overbearing but gentle.

"Late Song Dynasty."

"Well?" Her voice is more and more dull and small, for fear that Fu Chen will hear something different.

His breath was close at hand, hot and humid, and a trace of it did not fall on her face. The strange breath came from all directions, making the soles of the feet soft and the head dizzy.

Fu Shen's eyes were deep, and he sighed helplessly, "it's really... Not like that."

Almost pressing the last word, he pulled his coat tightly with his fingers. Song Fengwan was caught off guard and fell into Fu Chen's arms.

She was stiff as thunder and her head went blank.

Her subconscious twist body, but Fu Chenli way too big, she can't break free, but he was hard pressed in his arms, her fingers helpless to grasp his clothes, twist out a layer of folds.

Fingers around her waist, strength as if to put her in his arms.

"Don't hide so many things at a young age." Fu Chen saw that she did not move any more, so he spoke hoarsely.

Since Song Fengwan arrived at his home, she has been following the same rules and careful. The more this happens, the harder she lives. How can she be like nobody when something goes wrong at home.

"I feel bad in my heart. If you want to cry, cry." Fu Chen reached out and rubbed the top of her hair.

The action is gentle and the voice is soft. Song Fengwan clenches his clothes, tears fall, moisten his clothes, and his heart aches.

The Fu family on one side was relieved.

In particular, Shifang reached for Qianjiang and showed a kind smile like his aunt. "It's very special. I'm so worried."

"San Yeh's recent Korean dramas are not for nothing."

"At this time, you should just throw yourself down and hold it."

Qianjiang glanced at him and said, "it's like you got the right person?"

"How do you know I didn't have a date?" Ten square a listen to this words anxious, after all age is not young, always embarrassed to say, never fall in love.

"We eat, wear, live together, don't you think?" Qianjiang's words made his face blue with anger.

"Damn, I can't find a girlfriend if I'm with you every day. If I'm single, you can't have a better life!" Ten cold hum.

Qianjiang glanced at him and ignored him.

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Song Feng here cried for a while and felt more comfortable. Then he left Fu Chen's arms, looked at the wet tear stains on his chest, and bit his lips tightly.

"Third Master..."

"What are you doing out there?" Fu Chen digs directly from the topic.

"I'll buy my mother something to eat." She sniffed and remembered that she had not done her duty.

Fu Chen looked around. There were many small restaurants on the opposite side, but it was past lunch time and there was no one.

"Then I'll go first." Song Feng was about to cross the road in the evening. He even forgot to observe whether there were passing vehicles.

Fu Shen reached out and held her wrist directly. A battery car almost wiped her clothes and sped by.

"I'll go with you." Her wrists are soft and boneless, thin and cold.

Fu Chen pulled her across the road slowly. His fingers seemed to drop unintentionally. When he met her slightly stiff fingers, song Fengwan frowned. He subconsciously wanted to pull back his hand. He had already grasped it harder and tightly in his hand.

His palm is wide and thick, with unique and warm heat, which makes her palm very hot.

Finger entanglement.

be on very intimate terms with each other.

Song Fengwan looked down at the hands of the two people. His heart beat like numbness and was in a panic.

She moved her fingers, but she was greedy for the warmth and didn't want to take it back.

Fu Chen wants to go further with her, but the time is not right now. She's already in a mess. If she gets any more stimulation, she will move out of her home. Fu Chen can't afford to gamble.

"Let's go to this shop. I'll buy a cover for rice." Song Fengwan points to a small restaurant.

"I'll wait for you outside." Fu chensong opened his hand and looked as peaceful as ever.

Song Feng nodded and got into the restaurant.

Fu Chen didn't know how to coax girls at all. After a moment of meditation, he took out his mobile phone and dialed out. Among the people he knew, he was the only one with better heterosexual affinity.

"Hello -" the other side's voice had a thick nose.

"It's me. I have a cold?" Rare care.

"I just came down from the snow mountain. I feel a little uncomfortable..."

"Watch your body."

The other side was silent for a few seconds, "... Wo Cao, Fu San, how can you take the initiative to call me? Still care about me? "

Fu Shen twisted his eyebrows, the magic reflection arc, "ask you one thing."

"Oh, you have something to ask me? No, you were so cruel that you had to pull me black before? You don't have the guts to pull me black, so don't take the initiative to look for me. "

Fu Shen was silent. This man

"You said that we had known each other since we were seven years old. We had no guess. That's what you did to me..."

"When you were eight years old, you said you would cut off my robe."

"The other party a choke," nine years old is not special to get back together, but also almost married

"Then you pissed my father off and he hit me with a stick."

"You don't want to ask me something? That's the attitude when you talk to me? If you say something nice, I'll help you. "

Fu Shen twisted his eyebrows and hung up directly.

This man really gives him a good face, and immediately climbs along the pole.

The people on the other side were stunned.

It's him who calls him and he hangs up.

Fu Chen, do you want me to break up with you!