Fu Yi felt her softness between his lips. This was the second time today.
It turns out that grandpa likes to cook so much at home because of this...
He didn't feel tired at all and started to clean up the dishes.
Quan Qiao was sitting on the sofa like Ge You. After Fu Yi entered the kitchen, her eyes looked outside.
Quan Zhenguo was still standing outside, looking haggard and helpless, old and helpless.
Her red lips curled up in disdain.
Is this pitiful?
No.
Back then, my mother escaped from Yuncheng alone with a big belly, enduring morning sickness and other discomforts, and ended up in a remote mountain village.
The mother didn't even have a change of clothes, and no one to turn to for help.
Like a withered and helpless fallen leaf, wandering and drifting aimlessly.
After Quan Qiao was born, she was even more hungry.
I remember when I was three years old, I had to go to the garbage dump to pick up other people’s leftover watermelon peels.
What Quan Zhenguo is going through now is not even one-tenth of what they went through before!
Quan Jinrou and Zhen Qiaohui were disgraced, but this cheating man deserved to die!
Quan Qiao just sat on the sofa, poured herself a glass of red wine, swayed slowly, and enjoyed the scene.
When Fu Yi came out of the kitchen after finishing his work, he saw Quan Qiao sitting on the sofa, leaning lazily.
The pair of long legs were casually placed on the coffee table, long and straight.
The red sunset fell on his thin body, and he exuded an indescribable loneliness and coldness.
It's like a lone wolf in the desert, seemingly fierce but actually lonely.
Fu Yi's heart ached violently. He strode over and took the red wine glass from her hand.
Then, he picked her up.
Quan Qiao was caught off guard. She put her arms around his neck and looked at Fu Yi to remind him:
"My dear, it's not advisable to do strenuous exercise after a meal~"
Fu Yi...
This little girl, does she think that his mind is full of that thing?
He carried her into an office area on the first floor.
This is an area specifically used for meetings. It is about 80 square meters with a long conference table in the middle.
At this moment, there is a pile of red envelopes on it.
The red envelope is a specially customized one, an exquisite red long wallet with an oval-shaped flap, carved with dragons and phoenixes, surrounding a Chinese character for "happiness".
There are tassels hanging on it, which makes it look particularly high-end at first glance.
The material is also very special, shining red and golden under the light.
Fu Yi placed her on a chair and said, "Qiao'er, it's okay. Help me pack the red envelopes tonight."
Everyone who attends will receive a red envelope containing 1,200 yuan.
Quan Qiao looked at him and felt that he was very wealthy.
But Fu Yi was willing to spend money, so she didn't say much.
After all, Mu Jingya's painful experience taught her that if a woman saves money for a man, the man will use it to support his mistress.
She said "Oh", sat next to Fu Yi, and helped Fu Yi pack the red envelope.
Fu Yi looked at the woman beside him, a hint of doting always on his face.
Quan Qiao was bored, as if she was doing something very routine.
Pretending to be so, after a while...
Fu Yi only felt his shoulder sink. He turned his head and saw that Quan Qiao was actually asleep!
Fell asleep!
She just fell on his shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.
The red envelope in his hand fell to the ground, and the money was all over the floor.
Fu Yi...
Dealing with the engagement, she doesn't care at all?
For some unknown reason, I felt a little uncomfortable.
He picked up Quan Qiao and strode towards the bedroom.
Quan Qiao was awakened and when she opened her eyes she saw Fu Yi's obviously solemn face.
The atmosphere is obviously wrong!
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