Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Qingyue was quite satisfied with his answer, raised her eyebrows, pushed his hands away, walked to the closet without saying anything, took a change of clothes, and went to the bathroom.

She was about to take a bath and go to bed, Fu Han touched his nose, but couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

He doesn't know if other women are jealous like this, so keep quiet and let you guess what she's thinking.

The next day, Wen Qingyue woke up and there was no one beside the bed. After washing up, she went downstairs to hear the voice of the grandfather and grandson talking downstairs.

"You handled this matter very badly. This kind of thing shouldn't have happened. Yueyue is your wife and shouldn't be accused and abused. And your second uncle, with his current status, once our Fu family If something goes wrong, you will always think about him, and you should be concerned about everything you do." Grandpa Fu's tone was serious, and he changed from his kind and friendly appearance in front of Wen Qingyue.

Wen Qingyue paused and stopped at the corner, and Fu Han's voice sounded immediately, "Yes, I won't do it again."

Grandpa Fu said again: "You and Yueyue's wedding should be held quickly after the new year. It's normal for her to be reserved as a girl. As a man, you should take the initiative. Grandpa's health is getting worse and worse. I hope you can do it right now." Add some popularity to the family, you know your second uncle's situation, you represent not only yourself, but also your second uncle's family, this is your responsibility."

Fu Han didn't speak any more, but Wen Qingyue suppressed it a bit. Grandpa Fu meant that she and Fu Han had a child because of his second uncle?Is their child still going to be raised by his second uncle?

I thought the conversation downstairs was over, but Fu Han suddenly said, "Grandpa, Yueyue and I will work hard to have a child, and I will repay the second uncle's family in other ways, but this is not the same as Monthly has nothing to do with our future children."

Grandpa Fu didn't speak this time, only the sound of heavy breathing, Wen Qingyue froze in place, not knowing whether to go down, but her suppressed mood relaxed a little.

"I'll wake Yueyue up." Fu Han said again.

Hearing the footsteps of Fu Han getting up and walking, Wen Qingyue waited for a few seconds before picking up her pace and going down. When she reached the middle, Fu Han also stopped and looked up at her, "Wake up, I'm going upstairs Call you."

"You didn't call me when you got up." Wen Qingyue complained, and after getting down, she walked towards Grandpa Fu and said, "Grandpa, good morning!"

A smile was already on Grandpa Fu's face, "Good morning, are you hungry? Auntie will make breakfast soon."

"A little bit." Wen Qingyue rubbed her belly and smiled shyly, as if she didn't know anything about the conversation between them.

Just at this time, the aunt brought out the last gu porridge and shouted: "Dinner is ready!"

With Wen Qingyue's support, Grandpa Fu stood up on crutches and walked to the dining table together.

At the end of breakfast, Dong Yuan came back from outside with a bag in her hand, as if she didn't stay at home last night and came back early in the morning.

Wen Qingyue looked back and said in surprise: "Good morning, Second Aunt, you didn't stay at home last night?"

It doesn't look like I'm back from morning exercise.

"Good morning, good morning, Dad." Dong Yuan greeted them with a smile, took off her coat and hung it up, took out a beautifully packaged box from her bag, walked towards them, and then answered Wen Qingyue's question, "You guys yesterday It's early in the evening, I had a friend's party last night, and it was too late after the end, so I didn't come back."

She sat down opposite Wen Qingyue, pushed the box in her hand to Wen Qingyue, and said with a smile: "My friend is engaged in perfume research, and gave me a few bottles. I think this smell is more suitable for young girls like you, Yueyue. , give you a bottle."

Wen Qingyue couldn't refuse, so she took it and opened it and looked at it, "Thank you, Second Aunt, for giving me gifts every time I come here, but I didn't return the gifts, I'm sorry."

Dong Yuan filled a bowl of clear porridge and took a few sips, then smiled, "Is there any embarrassment for the younger generation to accept gifts from the elders, Fu Han's parents left early, and I have no children, Fu Han is equivalent to my son, then You are my daughter-in-law, I should give you something, besides, it's not something expensive, so don't worry about it."

Grandpa Fu also said: "Your second aunt is right. She is also your mother. If there is any kindness between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, you can just keep it at ease."

This relationship sounded weird, Wen Qingyue felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but there was no flaw on her face, she nodded with a smile, covered the perfume box, and looked at the man beside her calmly.

Fu Han ate with his head down, and he couldn't see any reaction, but the darkness in his eyes became more intense.

After breakfast, the two went out together. After getting into the car, Wen Qingyue sat in the co-pilot and opened the perfume box, taking out the perfume inside.

The 50ml transparent glass bottle is beautifully designed, and the liquid inside is light orange. Wen Qingyue opened the lid, put it in her nose and smelled it. The sweet orange scent is quite satisfactory, not surprising.

She pressed the pump head and sprayed a little forward, and the fragrance wafted and diffused in the narrow car. Fu Han's nose fluttered slightly, and he couldn't help taking a breath, saying: "It really smells like your body, no wonder the second aunt wants to send it to you." for you."

Wen Qingyue covered the perfume and put it back, raised her eyebrows and said: "The smell on my body is the shower gel at home. The fragrance lasts for a short time, and I can't smell it at all. You have used it, and you haven't noticed the smell on your body. Is it possible? Have I marinated it to taste?"

Fu Han chuckled, "I've put on other perfume to cover it up. Isn't the bottle of perfume you always wear orange scent?"

Wen Qingyue gave him a white look, "The bottle I sprayed is Hermes Tangerine. It smells like orange blossom, not orange fragrance."

Men don't have much research on perfumes, just like lipstick shades, they can't tell the details of the shade, they can only see the rough color difference.

Wen Qingyue didn't continue to entangle with him about the perfume. The perfume in the car evaporated, and the front and middle notes were mixed together. The fragrance was a bit greasy, so she opened the window.

The cold wind blew in and dispersed the fragrance a bit, and it didn't feel so greasy. Wen Qingyue was silent for a few seconds and asked, "Grandpa and the others...is it because of Fu Yuan?"

Fu Han was stunned for a moment by her unintelligible words, and he didn't speak for a few seconds. He turned the steering wheel and drove into the villa area. I can't have any more children, so I don't just live for myself, I live with Fu Yuan's share—"

The car stopped in the courtyard in front of the house, and neither of them got out of the car immediately. The familiar feeling of oppression invaded Wen Qingyue again, and there was still love for him in his heart.

If a person wants to live with another person's share, it is equivalent to imperceptibly blaming Fu Yuan's death on him, and to live with a life on his back, and to face his parents. Tell her that he not only wants to be Fu Han, but also Fu Yuan, this burden is heavy, how tiring?