Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Ten minutes later, Wen Qingyue came out of the bathroom. Fu Han had already dried his hair and was sitting on the single sofa with a book in his hand. He heard a voice and looked up at her.

Seeing that she put her hands behind her back, her face was blushing, and her expression was even more meaningful, he frowned slightly, "What are you hiding?"

Why do you take something with you when you come out of the shower, and hide it so that he can't see it.

Wen Qingyue rolled her eyes slyly, and smiled mysteriously, "It's nothing, I accidentally took an extra set of clothes, I'll put them back."

Fu Han didn't think much about it, he looked away and continued to read his book with his head down.

Wen Qingyue put the clothes back into the drawer, lowered her head and straightened the collar of her nightgown, smoothed her long hair, walked slowly behind him, lay on the back of the sofa, rested her chin on his shoulder, and stared at him With the book in his hand, he asked, "What book are you reading?"

The man closed the book, and the three big characters "Confession" came into view. Wen Qingyue was silent, and teased: "What have you done to offend me?"

Fu Han held "Confessions" and turned a page.

"What about you?"

Fu Han ignored it.

Wen Qingyue took the book away, "Mr. Fu, don't look at Mr. Augustine's confession, you should think about what you did and need to repent."

As she spoke, she walked around in front of him with the book, threw the book on the table, sat halfway on the desk, and looked at him meaningfully.

Fu Han really frowned and thought for a while, and then he sighed with his hands on his forehead, "Stop making trouble, give me the book, I need to borrow a book to divert my attention."

Don't think too much about her avoidance of rejecting their wedding tonight.

Wen Qingyue tugged at the collar, "Didn't remember it? Then let me give you a hint, you bought it, and I accidentally took two sets just now."

Fu Han frowned even tighter, "Clothes? Didn't you say you like them, and when did you wear a bracelet?"

Wen Qingyue: "..."

It seems that he really forgot.

"It's from my second aunt." Wen Qingyue got up resentfully, picked up his book, but accidentally brought the decorations on the desk to the ground.

She frowned, bent down to pick it up, Fu Han sharply saw the lace edge leaking from the neckline of her nightgown, her eyelids twitched, and something flashed through her mind.

After Wen Qingyue picked up the things and put them away, she reached out and handed the book to him, but Fu Han grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer.

This sudden one almost fell into his arms, Wen Qingyue was so startled that she pressed his shoulders to stand still, looking at him inexplicably: "What are you doing?"

Why is he looking so excited?

Like a wolf seeing meat.

Fu Han held her hand, took the book in her hand with the other hand and threw it on the table, "Why did you suddenly mention clothes?"

Wen Qingyue was still immersed in the sound of him throwing the book, and opened her mouth in a daze, "Huh?... You don't read the book anymore?"

Fu Han said sincerely: "Books are not as important as you."

"Really?" Wen Qingyue narrowed her eyes suspiciously, her attitude changed too quickly, it's deceitful!

This look is wrong!Why does she have the illusion that she is a piece of meat?

Sure enough, Fu Han asked, "Did you wear that lace suit?"

Holding her waist with a big hand, the other hand tried to untie the belt of her nightgown around her waist.

Wen Qingyue quickly pressed his hand and smiled: "No, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

She broke his hand away, turned around to leave, stretched out her big hand quickly, and brought her into her arms by the waist.

"Ah——" Wen Qingyue exclaimed, her lips were sealed in the next moment, and then her nightgown was unknowingly untied.

She felt a chill, opened her eyes suddenly and met the man's darkened eyes, and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.

Wen Qingyue's complexion was hot, and she quickly stood up, took a few steps away from him, and said provocatively: "Mr. Fu, isn't he going to read a book to divert his attention?"

Fu Han stood up with dark eyes, came to her side a few steps, hugged her into his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I need to confess to you now—"

That night, thunderstorms outside the window covered up the blushing voice inside the house.

The next day, at twelve o'clock at noon, Wen Qingyue left the Fu mansion, sat in the car and lowered her head to send a message to a man who left first.

Wen Qingyue: "Bastard! Why didn't you wake me up when you left?!"

In President Fu's office, Fu Han leaned on the armchair and watched the message. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he put the angry emoji on Wen Qingyue's face, and the smile on his lips deepened.

He directly typed the video, but the little girl hung up immediately, and then sent a bunch of texts.

"Don't call me! I don't want to see you, you bastard!"

Wen Qingyue was still angry after sending the message, so she picked a few angry emoticons from the emoji pack and sent them.

She shouldn't have worn that suit last night to seduce him, causing him to be a wolf, and tormenting her until midnight. She didn't remember when she fell asleep. When she woke up, she found that it was eleven o'clock. It wasn't until Lou knew that Fu Han had gone to the company first, and the subtle look in the servant's eyes made her realize that the trash can in the room was cleaned up by the servant, and the trash can contained the condoms used last night.

She escaped in extreme embarrassment, and couldn't help recalling whether her voice was loud when she was crazy last night, would she be heard?

The more he thought about it, the more he blushed, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he was so angry that he remembered the culprit, Fu Han.

The driver put her at Jiangmen Gate, and after Wen Qingyue got off the car, she saw Fang Xiaoyuan waiting for her at the school gate.

Fang Xiaoyuan also saw her, trotted over, the bear hugged her, "Yueyue, long time no see!"

Wen Qingyue's thighs trembled, frowning to stabilize her figure, she greeted Fu Han in her heart, and patted Fang Xiaoyuan with a smile, "It's not long, it's only been two weeks."

Fang Xiaoyuan let go of her, took a step back and looked at her, her eyes were slightly red, "It's been fourteen days, almost half a month, and you've lost a lot of weight."

"Damn Liu Nanchen!" She cursed, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry Yueyue, I went abroad to film a few days ago, and I only found out that you were kidnapped when I came back. I wanted to go to the hospital to see you, but you were discharged."

Wen Qingyue patted her forehead and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm fine, don't look like you're about to cry, people think I'm bullying you if they don't know."

Fang Xiaoyuan covered her forehead and pouted, "Hey, you're just bullying me, you hit me on the head!"

The two laughed for a while, and walked in arm in arm.

"It's half a month before the holiday. Everyone is busy preparing for the exam. Are you not panicking, Yueyue?"

Wen Qingyue shrugged, angrily said: "It's just an exam, why panic?"

Fang Xiaoyuan: "..."

"I'm panicking... I didn't take many theoretical courses, and I'll be miserable if I fail!"

As soon as the words were finished, a voice suddenly interjected, "Whoever told you to go abroad to take pictures, you deserve to fail!"

Fang Xiaoyuan glared at the person who came, "Cousin, you—"

She wanted to refute but didn't know how to refute, so she snorted resentfully.