cold wife

Chapter 415 Uncle Leng, You Shameless (4)
Leng Qing giggled, turned around holding her in his arms, women went up and men went down, and did nothing else, just hugged her like this.

Nestled in the man's arms, Ai Baoer looked up at the man's chin and asked, "Where is Dad now?"

"I don't know." Leng Qing said.

Ai Baoer raised her body slightly, frowned: "How could you not know."

Leng Qing smiled, stroked her frowning eyebrows with a big hand, and said after pressing down: "I really don't know, I just talked to him on the phone once, don't worry, nothing will happen, even if there is something, isn't it Is there a husband?"

In the blink of an eye, Ai Baoer lowered her head again, her little head resting on his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, the last bit of uneasiness in her heart dissipated.

"Husband." Ai Baoer called softly.

"Huh?" Leng Qing closed his eyes, touched her smooth and tender face, and responded lightly.

"After these things are over, let's take Dad to live with us, okay?" Ai Bao'er felt that there were too many conspiracies in this palace. If Fu Yixun lived here alone, he must be very lonely.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want, baby." Leng Qing kissed the top of her head and said in a doting voice.

Ai Bao'er fell on his chest, didn't speak any more, the two hugged each other quietly, and then, and then... Ai Bao'er felt that there were two big hands on her body, and she felt uneasy.

She looked up at him dissatisfied.

Leng Qing grinned, looked at her slender neck with burning eyes, his Adam's apple moved, and said, "Wife, you're right, my brother can't help it anymore, let's vomit together under the quilt."

After speaking, the quilt was lifted, covering the two of them.

Ai Baoer was dumbfounded.

It took several minutes before a dissatisfied curse came from under the quilt: "You shameless old man."

Leng Qing smiled evilly, what are you doing with shame, who can get promoted and get rich and marry a wife these days!
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Gong Yu and Fu Wenya didn't come back until almost one o'clock in the afternoon. At that time, Leng Qing and Ai Bao'er were tired of crooked, and Ai Bao'er was dressed weakly by the man, and asked, "Tell me, the two of them will finally discuss What will be the result?"

Putting the dressed little woman on the ground, Leng Qing kissed her face, smoothed her hair and said, "What's the hurry, I'll have an answer soon."

It's just that no matter what the answer is, no matter what they are fighting for, in the end all this can only be in vain.

In fact, thinking about it, Fu Yixun can sit in this position today, how could he have no means, how could it be calculated by others casually, those people are probably blindfolded by power, and they are so reasonable Can't see clearly.

After thinking about it, Ai Bao'er also felt that this was the reason. She looked up at the man with a steady look on her face, she leaned forward and kissed his chin, and said proudly: "Husband, you are really amazing."

"That's right, I don't even look at who I am."

Ai Bao'er was speechless and found that her man was getting more and more stinking.

Looking at his watch, Leng Qing touched the small face of the woman in his arms and said, "Let's go, let's go to the theater."

"Okay." Nodding, Ai Baoer and Leng Qing went out together.

In the main hall, Gong Yu was sitting on the main seat, his face was extremely ugly, Fu Wenya was standing beside her, with an undisguised smug smile on his face, even Gong Tianao looked a little smug, as if they were plotting It's already succeeded.

Seeing Ai Baoer and Leng Qing coming in, Fu Wenya smiled viciously at Ai Baoer, and she gained a lot of confidence in facing Leng Qing's Sen Leng.

Withdrawing her eyes, Fu Wenya looked at Gong Yu who was sitting on the main seat, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, looking a little impatient, and said, "Mom, don't you have something to announce? While everyone is here, let's Speak."

Gong Yu's face turned pale again, and she glared at Fu Wenya angrily. She still can't believe that she raised such a wolf-hearted beast!

Clenching her fists tightly, she closed her eyes fiercely, no longer looking at her, nor making a sound.

"Mom, as I said, I'm not very patient." Fu Wenya said again, seeing Gong Yu's pale face, her tone became inexplicably excited.

"Fu Wenya, what are you doing! Is there something you can't say tomorrow? Are you already sad that you haven't seen your mother?" Staring at Fu Wenya, Fu Qinglian reprimanded in a low voice dissatisfied.

Fu Wenya suddenly raised her head, and stared at Fu Qinglian with evil eyes: "Shut up! I don't need you to teach me what to do. What I hate the most in my life are self-righteous people like you! Useless!"

"What do you mean by that!"

"What do you mean?" Fu Wenya raised her eyebrows and sneered, seeing Fu Qinglian's eyes flickering coldly, she slowly approached her: "Fu Qinglian, do you know how much I hate you? Huh?"

"Obviously I am the eldest daughter, but my mother has been the best to you since I was a child. No matter what, I only tell you that you are so great in her heart, and I am a trash! Trash!"

"Father is even more ridiculous. He hates mother and even me, but he doesn't even hate you. When I saw him talking to you and holding you when I was a child, I hated you to death!"

"And now, father is dead, he is dead, what am I afraid of? Huh? I am the eldest daughter, and I should inherit the position of king. It is me! So you have to listen to me from now on!"

Seeing Fu Wenya's crazy appearance, Fu Qinglian felt very sour in her heart. Although she and Fu Wenya didn't get along since childhood, they were sisters after all. She didn't expect that she would hate her so much.

"Father just died, doesn't your doing this make him feel cold?" Fu Qinglian said weakly after closing her eyes.

"Chilling? Is this chilling? There are still many things you don't know, do you want to know? Maybe those things are up to mom..."

"Okay!" Gong Yu shouted violently: "Your father just died, even if you can't wait to take this position, please An'an to pass the eight-day filial piety period! Otherwise, no one will think about it!" Turning to look at Wenya: "Wenya, you're in a hurry, you won't get anything."

(End of this chapter)