Attention please,Ex-husband!

Fu Liangcheng this just let go of mouth, he gazed at Ruan Su: "you good think."

"I really don't remember. I probably went there when I was a child." Ruan Su thought and said, "when I was five or six years old?"

Fu Liangcheng's eyes have sunk like ink. For a long time, he squinted slightly: "the old house in Dongshan?"

"Yes." Ruan Su nodded: "in my impression, I went to a beautiful house with my father, but it was destroyed later."

"These flowers were brought back from that house." Fu Liangcheng whispered: "after the fire in the old house, the only one left."

Ruan Su didn't think much about it. She was used to Fu Liangcheng's surprise. Is this man some menopause recently?

In my heart, good women don't fight men, good women don't fight men

"No, I'll go and cook." Ruan Su turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Fu Liangcheng gazed at her back and fell into deep memories. Some pictures were intermittent and could not be pieced together.

After a while, there came the sound of washing vegetables from the kitchen. Fu Liangcheng took back his thoughts, took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and went into the kitchen and helped Ruan Su take the vegetables: "I'll help you."

"No, I'll do it." Ruan Su reached out and was evaded by Fu Liang Cheng.

"You forget, when I was abroad, I cooked all by myself." Fu Liangcheng said casually.

Ruan Su Na Na way: "where do I know, cloud early snow than I know."

Fu Liangcheng's hand pauses: "you know now."

He skillfully picked, washed and set aside: "are you sure you can?"

"Well." Ruan Su's voice was stuffy, and she didn't know why. She felt uncomfortable when she thought that Fu Liangcheng had given Yun chuxue his hands for soup.

Where did Fu Liangcheng know what Ruan Su thought in his small head? He wiped his hands clean and leaned against the refrigerator with his hands around him.

Ruan Su skillfully cut vegetables, and washed the fish, white. Tender arm like lotus root, people can not help but want to bite.

"Mr. Fu, the gentleman is far away from the kitchen. You know, please let me know." Fu Liangcheng looked at her and felt very uncomfortable, just like a supervisor. Ruan Su drove him away, and the air was much better.

Fu Liangcheng sat in the living room, his black eyes closed slowly, and he tried hard to think about his old house many years ago. However, he could not think of the details. No matter whose hands were warm in his memory, he opened his eyes and always saw Yun chuxue's face.

Shaking his head, Fu Liangcheng took a deep breath, raised his hand and turned on the TV. Chu Yan's film was playing. His face sank.

In fact, Chu Yan's love for Ruan Su is very clear, but when he thinks of it, he will feel uncomfortable and his chest will be blocked up.

From the kitchen came the sound of cooking, jingling, not loud but very pleasant.

Fu Liangcheng leaned comfortably there. I don't remember how long it was. I didn't stay so comfortable for a while.

Gradually, he went to sleep

Ruan Su took a glance at Fuliang city and blinked as she brought the dishes to the table.

Under the setting sun, facing the sunset of the French window, he is covered with a layer of light gold, looking at so soft, so beautiful.

She can't help but go over and stare at his sleeping face.

I don't know what I dreamt of. Fu Liangcheng's eyebrows are locked tightly and thin lips are pursed into a line.

Ruan Su raised his hand and gently kneaded his eyebrows. Only then did he slowly relax.

Fu Liangcheng in my memory is indifferent and alienated. Every time I see her, she is always in cold words, protecting Yunchu snow in my arms.

But now Fu Liangcheng, unloaded that layer of ice, seems to be a lot more popular, but also some warm.

If it was done before, Ruan Su would not even think about it. Fu Liangcheng would accompany him to go shopping in the supermarket. It was impossible.

Moreover, what surprised Ruan Su most was that Fu Liangcheng took the initiative to help Ruan tide over the crisis.

What's more, he helped himself to see his father, which made Ruan Su confused.

"Fu Liang Cheng..." Ruan Su whispered softly.

Until the kitchen steamer reminds her that the time is up, Ruan Su just regained consciousness and quickly stepped into the kitchen.

Turning around the moment, did not see Fu Liangcheng suddenly opened the black eyes, straight looking at her back.

For a long time, Ruan Su finished the dishes. When he came out, he saw Fu Liangcheng answering the phone.

"I'm not going back to eat. Well, you eat first."

"Well, I see."

Fu Liangcheng hung up the phone, turned to look at Ruan Su and handed her the remote control: "don't you say that you have to watch the Spring Festival Gala every year?"

Ruan Su took the remote control and pressed several times. Suddenly she saw Chu Yan. She grinned: "you see, Chu Yan went to the Spring Festival Gala!"

"Local station." Fu Liangcheng picks eyebrow to remind, it is not CCTV father's Spring Festival Gala, show off what?

"That's great too, OK?" Ruan Su white one eye Fu Liangcheng: "you are jealous."

Fu Liangcheng snorted coldly and looked down at Ruan Su with his hands in his pocket: "will I envy him?""Yes, yes, no one is jealous. Would you like to wash your hands and eat?" Ruan Su pushed Fu Liangcheng's back to the bathroom.

Fu Liangcheng suddenly turned around, Ruan Su was unstable, and fell into his arms directly, hitting the tip of his nose.

"Fu Liang Cheng, what are you doing?"

"What do you say?" Fu Liangcheng Mou color a sink, bend down to beat her to hold up: "do you want to try that new marriage bed?"

"You put it down for me, you You won't eat any more! " Ruan Su struggled in his arms, trying to escape.

But the more she struggled, the more powerful Fu Liangcheng's action was. She whispered in her ear, "eat first, eat at dinner."

Suddenly, Ruan Suqiao blushed and became the sunset outside the window

"I Here comes the one She whispered.

Fu Liangcheng's face changed and cleared his throat: "eat."

What an embarrassing atmosphere

Fu Liangcheng thought, no wonder Ruan Su just in the supermarket, to buy that thing.

Ruan Su lowered his head and went to the restaurant behind Fu Liangcheng. On the table were steaming four dishes and one soup.

"You did all this..." Fu Liangcheng's tone is affirmative, Ruan Su really will go to the kitchen.

Ruan Su said with a proud smile, "of course."

Steamed perch, actually still a whole, Fu Liangcheng approval of the nod.

Then look at boiled beef, red looking at the appetite, Fu Liangcheng and satisfied with a smile.

When stir fried, the vegetables are red and green, which he washed. Fu Liangcheng is proud to pick his eyebrows.

The smell of sweet and sour spareribs entered his nose, and Fu Liangcheng's stomach began to purr.

In the middle is a bamboo shoots chicken soup, still braving the heat, let him eat his fingers.

"Barely enter."

"Sweet and sour."

"It's a bit old."

"The soup is not hot enough, but it can be eaten."

Fu Liangcheng sat here for ten minutes, chopsticks did not stop, mouth also care to judge, Ruan Su side of the heart rolled a white eye.