President Fu's new wife

785 Chapter 3 Hush and Warm ([-])
However, after they went back to the villa together, he didn't intend to go out. Both of them are not in the office building. Is it really okay?

Xiaoxing couldn't help but wonder what Zhang Xiaofan would think, would he think that the two of them—

Hey, if Xiao Xing doesn't want to, he can't help but look up at him, Xiao Rongtian is asleep in her arms, he doesn't know what he is thinking.

Feeling a light that does not belong to this indifferent house looking at him, the deep eyes raised up, and caught her eyes all at once.

"I'm going to put Rongtian down." She whispered.

"I'm going!" He said lightly.

The overlapping long legs were put down, then he got up and stepped forward, leaning over to hug his son, touching her hand inadvertently, and looking at her again involuntarily.

She didn't dodge when he touched her hand.

She wasn't as frightened as she was when she met a leper, but she seemed to be used to it.

He went upstairs with his son in his arms. She stood up and went to boil water in the kitchen. She found herself at a loss today.

Always look very busy, but nothing has been done.

When he went downstairs, he saw that there was no one in the living room, so he stopped involuntarily.

The house seemed too quiet, and the quiet time just now seemed to be just his own reverie.

The black and shiny leather shoes are on the red wooden board, so black and so bright, as if they have been there for a long time.

Straight trousers, white shirt, sexy thin lips, high nose bridge, dark eyes.

The thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the expression in the dark eyes became more and more indifferent.

It wasn't until the sound of turning off the fire in the kitchen that the narrowed eyes slowly relaxed and then looked towards the stairs.

She was wearing high heels, so when she came out carrying the water, there was a firm sound of hate, and then he walked down slowly again.

She stood by the sofa: "Is Rong Tian okay?"

He glanced at her indifferently, then went downstairs and sat down beside her.

She was sitting on a single sofa, nothing unusual, she looked like when they first lived together.

It's just that her eyes are no longer as pure as before.

He knew that they were no longer the simple two people they once were.

There was a real relationship between them, they had three children, they were married, they were divorced, and now they are seeing each other again.

But the home is still the same home. Since she came back, he feels that this home has begun to warm up again.

At first, he felt that this home seemed to be an icehouse, and he worried that it would never be warm again.

Later, he gradually got used to living without her, he forgot that he still had her in his heart, and he just took the children with him.

It's just that the night is quiet again, the children are asleep, and the daughter's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to hers. He just looks at it like that, and scenes of her will appear in front of him.

Stubborn, indifferent, rational, objective, strong, gentle, charming, shy, sad, unfeeling.

So much, so much of her face, it kept him awake at night.

Until I remembered the time between her and Li Yang, when she told him that they had already started——

He just wakes himself up a bit, then drinks some wine, and falls asleep.

He was a good father the next day, and what had happened the night before seemed like a hallucination.

"It's better, I'm afraid it will be repeated, so watch him more." He whispered.

Xiao Xing nodded, then looked at the water in front of her eyes: "I'll get you a glass of water."

"I still want to eat some fruit!" He said, lukewarm but sincere.

Xiao Xing turned her head and looked at him in surprise until he said coldly: "Can't you?"

"No, come right away!" Then she almost ran into the kitchen.

She heard her heart beating wildly, he said he wanted to eat fruit, and he finally asked her for something again.

He finally asked for something again, and stopped looking at her so coldly, leaving her like a monster.

She found the fruit from the refrigerator, but it felt a little cold. Worried about his stomach, she washed it with some warm water, and carefully cut several kinds of fruit into nice and simple shapes.

She didn't even know about the inadvertent brilliance in her eyes.

She didn't see that she was about to cry with excitement.

His eyes were red, and he was even more excited than when he just gave birth.

After cutting the fruit, she took it out, as well as water: "Here we come!"

He closed the newspaper, then leaned over slightly, and started to eat with a fruit stick.

She was sitting beside her holding her water glass. The water was already cold and still a little warm, but she felt it was warm enough.

It's been a long time since he ate so seriously, it seemed delicious.

"It's too cold, drink some hot water." She reminded.

He didn't look up, and after eating some, he held the water and leaned on the sofa again, just looked up at her inadvertently: "It tastes good."

Xiao Xing couldn't help but also looked up at him, the taste is not bad?

taste?

What is the taste?
She knew clearly that he was talking about fruit, but she thought of something else wickedly.

He couldn't help lowering his head in embarrassment, to think of that step indiscriminately, there must be something wrong with his brain.

Fu Zhi couldn't help frowning slightly: "What are you thinking?"

Xiao Xing raised her eyes stupidly when she heard the voice: "Huh?"

"What flavor do you think I'm talking about? Yours?" His voice was low.

He smiled, a little mockingly.

At least that's how Xiaoxing felt.

Xiao Xing's face turned red and then turned pale, and then she didn't know what to say and didn't want to say anything, so she opened and closed her mouth several times: "You—"

"I was just kidding!"

But before she could talk about him, he had already low-key made up for the almost quarrel just now.

Xiao Xing looked at him in surprise, he was really a strange person.

But he was willing to lower his head like this, did he not want to quarrel with her?

Xiaoxing couldn't help thinking that this should be a good thing, right?

Is it better than when two people meet each other, they don't talk speculatively and make a lot of noise?

So, she was no longer impulsive, and gradually, she no longer felt so sad in her heart, but she always looked up at him inadvertently.

The two of them just sat quietly on the sofa, and he was reading the newspaper.

He reads it carefully, but he may have read a newspaper more than twice in a day.

"I'm going to pick up my son and daughter from school in the afternoon. Are you preparing dinner at home?"

He said again later, staring at her with a pair of deep eyes.

"Okay!" She nodded, completely losing her ability to resist.

(End of this chapter)