Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Anyone can call her Weiwei, except Fu Ting, because every time he calls Weiwei, she will think he is calling Qin Caiwei, but he says no.

"You treat me like a child, who don't you know?" He pinched her cheek, "I never call her Weiwei."

As if afraid that she would not believe it, Fu Tingjun added, "There is only one Weiwei in my heart, and that is you! However, if you don't like hearing me call Weiwei, it's not impossible to change the name."

Yang Qingwei stared at him suspiciously, only to hear him slowly say, "Otherwise, how about calling your wife?"

Yang Qingwei stepped on his calf, Fu Tingjun pretended to be kicked in pain, and acted weak in front of her, Yang Qingwei was amused by his appearance.

"Aren't you angry?" Fu Tingjun brushed her face lightly with his thumb, and Fu Tingjun's expression was gentle, "Don't worry, you are the only one in my heart!"

Yang Qingwei didn't believe him.

"It sounds good, I'm the only one, so what about He Yingying? You entered and exited the company arm in arm!" Such a quiet night is the best time to settle old scores.

"Are you jealous?"

"Ghosts are jealous... Ah!!!!" Yang Qingwei suddenly yelled, covering her head with a quilt, and Fu Tingjun's ears almost rang from her screaming.

"What's the matter?" Fu Tingjun wanted to lift the quilt, but unfortunately she was holding on to the quilt tightly and refused to let go, and she was trembling.

Fu Tingjun turned to turn on the desk lamp, coaxed and hugged her, and finally lifted the quilt, only to see her shrunk into a ball.

"What's wrong? Talk!"

Yang Qingwei trembled for a long time before pointing tremblingly in the direction of the wardrobe and said, "Ghost...Ghost..."

"Ghost?" Fu Tingjun turned around suspiciously, and saw that the suit he had taken off was neatly hanging on the wardrobe door.So the ghost she saw was his clothes?
"Look clearly, those are my clothes!" Fu Tingjun patted her on the back and said.

"I don't watch! I don't watch!" He covered his ears with his hands tightly, closed his eyes tightly, and refused to read anything.

Fu Tingjun was amused by her, he thought she was not afraid of anything, but there was something to be afraid of.

"That's not a ghost, it's my clothes!" Fu Tingjun repeatedly explained, and it took a long time before she finally poked her head out and peeked in the direction of the closet. After thinking about the ghost image she saw just now, she finally believed that she was delusional.

Fu Tingjun coaxed her well, got up and threw his expensive suit to the sofa in the living room.When he came back, she had already covered her face with the quilt, leaving only a pair of eyes carefully scanning the room.

"Okay, it's all right!" Fu Tingjun returned to the bed, asked her for some quilt to cover him, and patted her on the back.

The emotion of being frightened is stabilized, but how to relieve the emotion of humiliation?

Yang Qingwei turned around slowly and was about to turn her back to him, but he stopped her, turned around forcefully, Yang Qingwei peeked at him, and finally closed her eyes.

She lost all her face tonight, so she could only pretend to be an ostrich.

Fu Tingjun doesn't think so. She seldom reveals her weaknesses after being together for so long. He is very happy to know so much today. But about her identity, maybe it should be announced sometime, but I don't know if she agrees. .If he had known this earlier, he would not have agreed to her unreasonable conditions.

The lights were dark, and the lively room became quiet. Not long after, the sound of her even breathing came from beside the pillow. Fu Tingjun helped her cover the quilt, thinking about her words, and soon fell asleep.

The long-lost two embraced each other and fell asleep.If it weren't for the annoying alarm clock, both of them might have overslept.

"Oops!" Yang Qingwei screamed when she saw the time clearly.

going to be late!

Yang Qingwei thought that she was living in the house shared with Mingxi, so she threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed. When she was approaching the door, she turned subconsciously to go to the bathroom, but hit the wardrobe with a "bang".

Fu Tingjun was woken up, and subconsciously said, "Honey, stop making trouble!"