Fu Cheng paused when he heard this, his lips pursed into a cold straight line, and he said, "It's just a simple thing."
Then, the man looked at her with a meaningful gaze: "What's wrong, don't you want to see me?"
Song Shengsheng is a lazy person. She is too lazy to do anything that can be avoided at home.
She always feels like she hurts her hands when she washes dishes and laundry.
In the first two years after marriage, Fu Cheng had many tasks and was sometimes busy with training and had no time to come back at noon.
At night, I could hear her mumbling in a coquettish voice, "Today, I was heating water to wash the lunch box, and I accidentally burned my hand on the coal stove. It killed me."
Then she blinked and asked him, "Why didn't you come back at noon? Are you really that busy? My hands are all burned and I have rinsed them with water."
From that day on, Fu Cheng basically stopped letting her do this kind of work.
Since he couldn't make it in time for lunch, he asked her to leave the lunch box there and wash it when he came back in the evening.
Song Shengsheng felt even more depressed when Fu Cheng suddenly asked her this question. In his eyes, there was nothing good about her anyway.
It always seems like she has bad intentions.
Song Shengsheng lowered her head without even looking at him: "No, I was afraid that you would be in trouble."
He was polite to her.
She was also polite to him.
Fu Cheng looked at her head. She was dressed casually at home, wearing a white cotton top and a skirt she made herself.
The skirt is fitted around the waist, highlighting the figure.
Her hair was tied into a loose braid and rested on her chest, with a few soft strands falling down.
She looks cute and pretty, but her words are chilling.
Fu Cheng smiled, very indifferently, and said, "Why didn't you worry about my troubles before? Now you feel sorry for me."
If you listen carefully, you can actually hear the cold edge in the man's words.
After Fu Cheng finished speaking, he picked up the uniform jacket on the back of the chair and looked at her again. It seemed that there was a mixture of love and hate under his dark pupils that no one noticed.
He said, "Song Shengsheng, if you want to deceive people, deceive them for a while longer. Don't be so impatient."
Fu Cheng returned to the army.
Song Shengsheng only realized that he had left when she heard the sound of the door closing.
She went back to her bedroom, took out the clothes from the closet, and went to Aunt Liu's house next door.
Aunt Liu was surprised to see her coming.
Song Shengsheng rarely came to visit on her own initiative. Aunt Liu wiped her wet hands and asked, "Shengsheng, what happened?"
Song Shengsheng handed over the neatly stacked shirts and said, "Auntie Liu, I made a dress two days ago. Your Jianhua should be able to wear it."
Aunt Liu touched the material of the clothes and said, "Such good material, it would be a waste to give it to him. It would be better to give it to your Captain Fu."
Song Shengsheng groaned in her heart. Fu Cheng didn't appreciate it at all. She gave it to him out of kindness, but he took it as a donkey's liver and lungs.
"Auntie Liu, I told you not to give up. I originally planned to make it for him, but when he tried it on, it didn't fit him well. It would be a waste to leave it there if he can't wear it, so I'll give it to Jianhua."
Aunt Liu felt relieved upon hearing this, and she couldn't help but feel happy as this material was very rare.
It was difficult for her to buy it in the state-owned shopping malls in the past!
"Then I'll be welcome. Thank you very much."
Aunt Liu turned around and went home to get her some fruits and vegetables grown in her own yard. She felt that Shengsheng was becoming more and more likable.
She is cute and has a sweet mouth.
Aunt Liu felt that as long as she was willing to stay and live a good life, Captain Fu would not suffer any loss at all!
Song Shengsheng felt a little sad when she gave the shirt away.
After all, this piece of cloth cost her several cloth coupons, and she was reluctant to use it on herself.
Aunt Liu's youngest son is twenty years old this year, 1.8 meters tall and very handsome.
That afternoon he dressed and went out.
The young man looks good in this outfit.
Fu Cheng came back from the team in the evening and happened to meet the young man who had just filled out the conscription form.
His gaze suddenly stopped, "Jian Hua."
The young man saluted him, then smiled and said loudly, "Brother Fu!"
Fu Cheng pursed his lips and asked, "Are these new clothes?"
The young man touched his head, still grinning: "Brother Fu, my mom said it was given by my sister-in-law, I have to thank my sister-in-law! This dress looks really good on me. My sister-in-law is so nice, hehehe."
Fu Cheng was silent for a long time.
That night, Song Shengsheng came back from taking a bath in the bathhouse and planned to go to bed early.
She also went to the supply and marketing cooperative during the day. Thanks to Sister Wang's relationship, and her good looks and the fact that she was praised to bits, she was able to overcome the difficulties at work smoothly.
The manager of the supply and marketing cooperative asked her to start work in two days.
This matter went more smoothly than she thought, and she felt very uncertain at first.
At this moment, Song Shengsheng finished applying the cold cream on her face and was about to go to bed. She didn't notice what expression Fu Cheng had tonight.
She felt the weather was too hot, so she took off her outer clothes, leaving only a small layer of clothing underneath.
The little girl's skin was as white as milk, her chest was full and round, and under her hot pants were a pair of long, slender and straight legs.
She usually dresses like this with a somewhat seductive purpose.
It was really hot tonight, and Fu Cheng's body was like an ice cube, but she didn't want to stick to him at all, and she was still sulking with him because of the clothes.
I thought I would have nothing to say tonight.
Who knew that just after turning off the lights, Song Shengsheng's wrist was firmly grasped by the man beside her pillow and pressed against her head. She felt a thrilling sense of oppression. She heard Fu Cheng ask her, "Where is the shirt you made for me?"
Song Shengsheng turned her face away, but the next second he grabbed her chin and turned her face back.
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Very hard, no room for rejection.
She fluttered her eyelashes and said, "Didn't you say you brought a few new ones from the capital? I gave them to Aunt Liu. It just so happens that her son is about to join the army, so they are just right for her."
She answered him politely, "The material of this dress isn't particularly good. You might not feel comfortable wearing it."
Fu Cheng stared at her expressionless face, his teeth itching with hatred. A sneer appeared on his lips, and he warned her with gritted teeth: "Song Shengsheng, don't give my things to others."
Song Shengsheng's wrist was hurt by his pinching, and she couldn't get away. She said, "Didn't you say you didn't want it?"
How come it's his? He's really overbearing and unreasonable.
Fu Cheng raised his eyelids: "I never said no."
Seeing that she didn't say anything, he pursed his lips and said, "Otherwise, I will get it back the same way you send it out in the future."
Anyway, he is not afraid of embarrassing others.
I don't care what people around me think.
He said what he needed to say, but he didn't know whether Song Shengsheng listened or not.
But it doesn't matter, Fu Cheng will make her remember it.
Otherwise she would always be like this, treating him perfunctorily and poorly.
Fu Cheng kissed her right after he finished speaking. He had been wronged for several nights, and tonight he did not restrain himself at all.
When it was over, he let the dying person lean on his chest and sleep peacefully.
Song Shengsheng began to have dreams in the second half of the night.
Every time she was about to give up, she would be frightened by the plot of the book, as if forcing her to change the script and move forward.
This time, she saw the scene in the book several years after she and Fu Cheng divorced!
In the book, she seemed to have gone to Hong Kong City, no longer to the villa from last time, but to a more prosperous building.
Fu Cheng seemed to have arrived at Gangcheng in a dusty state. He looked at her bulging belly in surprise, with bloodshot eyes clearly visible, as if he had not expected that she was pregnant again.
He spoke in a hoarse voice, with a bit of suppressed resentment and a bit of pleading that was hard to hear: "Song Shengsheng, do you really want to marry him? Are you really not going to go back with me?"
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