Chapter 172

"Madam, can you tell me what you did today?" I went home and asked after Xu Shaoming retired from Fu Fengcheng.

Lengsa rolled on the bed with her pillow in her arms. "Want to know? Please."

"..." Fu Fengcheng was speechless.

After a while, Fu Fengcheng said, "do you think it's difficult to find out this kind of thing? Or do you think madam will just forget it?"

Lengsa sat up, yawned and said lazily, "nothing. Teach your brother to play games."

"For example?"

Leng SA said, "he couldn't think of jumping out of a building. I was worried that you lost your brother, so I tied him up so that he wouldn't really jump down."

Fu Fengcheng nodded slowly, "I see."

Leng SA said with a smile, "I knew it was easy for me to understand. It was a very simple thing."

Fu Fengcheng looked at her. "It's hard for my wife to climb a seven story building in this dress."

Leng SA proudly snorted, "just know I'm hard. I'm tired and want to rest. Let's go back and have a rest."

Of course, Fu Fengcheng didn't move. "This is my room."

Leng SA said, "I'm still angry." is it so easy to end the Revenge of destroying clothes?

Fu Fengcheng looked at her for a long time and said, "if you're angry, you'll get wrinkles."

"..." Leng SA was silent for a long time, suddenly picked up the pillow in his arms and smashed it, "Fu Fengcheng, you die!"

Fu Fengcheng caught the pillow thrown at him with one hand and looked calmly at lengsa sitting on the bed.

Lengsa felt that he wanted to run away every minute. With a look of despair, he fell into bed and screamed with the quilt, "ah! Fu Fengcheng, I'll kill you sooner or later!"

"Do you want to sleep in this suit?" Fu Fengcheng asked calmly.

Lengsa moved his arm and remembered that he had not changed his clothes when he came back.

Cold SA can't do such a thing as sleeping in a dress. It's too uncomfortable.

Jumped up from the bed, Leng SA snorted, glanced sideways at Fu Fengcheng and turned to the bathroom to wash.

In the bedroom behind him, Fu Fengcheng looked at her angry back and sighed softly. His handsome face showed a kind of confusion and distress.

When lengsa changed his pajamas and came out of the bathroom, Fu Fengcheng had already sat on the bed.

"..." Leng Ye suddenly became angry and deformed.

"Fu Fengcheng, I want to share a room with you!" lengsa gnashed his teeth and said.

Fu Fengcheng said calmly, "this is my room."

Cold SA cold hum, "big deal, I live in the study!"

"Your clothes and jewelry..."

"I'll move!" don't put up with this kind of dog man anymore!

"..." Fu Fengcheng sighed helplessly, "what are you angry about? Just because a dress is worth your anger for so long?"

"Is this a matter of clothes?" Leng SA glared at him angrily, but Fu Dashao just seemed to ask for advice very sincerely, "otherwise?"

He just broke one dress. If necessary, he can buy another 100 for her.

So what is there to be angry about this kind of thing?

Leng SA said, "what clothes to wear is my freedom. You can express your opinions and suggestions, but it's my business to listen or not. You can't use despicable means to break my things in order to achieve your goal. Understand?"

Fu Fengcheng was silent and said with a sneer, "since you can interfere in my affairs, does it mean that I can also interfere in your affairs?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "naturally." he can still understand the principle of fairness, but Fu Dashao generally does not think that everyone is qualified to be treated fairly.

Of course, lengsa is obviously an exception.

"Very good." Leng SA said with satisfaction, "I think Yong city is too dangerous. It's too tired to quarrel with your mother. Tomorrow we'll leave Yong city and find a foreign island to relax and provide for the elderly. You go with me. Don't contact anyone in China!"

Fu Fengcheng said, "it's not the same thing." is a dress the same as the Fu family or later life?

Leng SA threw him a bad smile, "I think it's a matter. You broke my things, but I asked you to take the leisure and health care of 'facing the sea and blooming flowers in spring'. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

“……”

"Besides, I don't even agree to such a small thing. Do you still want to take care of my major affairs?"

"Big event?" Fu Fengcheng wondered.

Leng SA said, "isn't dressing and eating the most important thing in life? It's much more important than your shit? Otherwise you have the ability to run naked tomorrow."

"Vexatious." Fu Fengcheng raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. It's rare to feel so hard to talk to a person.

"I'd love to." Leng SA said.

After a long silence, Fu Fengcheng finally said, "I don't care what you wear in the future, can I?" Fu Fengcheng suddenly understood what Xiao Yiran once said - men and women can never win a quarrel.

Although Xiao Yiran has a lot of daily nonsense, she occasionally has less nonsense.

Eh?

Lengsa raised his eyes and looked at Fu Fengcheng, who was sitting on the bed with a solemn look, and his mood became better in an instant.

In fact, she doesn't care whether Fu Fengcheng agrees or not. Whether Fu Fengcheng agrees or opposes has little impact on what she wears.

But Fu Fengcheng's admission of defeat is very meaningful.

"Really?" Leng SA looked at him suspiciously.

Fu Fengcheng nodded calmly. It's normal to wear clothes coldly at ordinary times. It's not a big deal to have a few banquets occasionally.

Fu Dashao is a bit of a way to solve this kind of thing, but it is obviously unwise to stick to it.

"Can you sleep now?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

Lengsa was in a good mood, so he didn't care about him and happily prepared to go to bed. Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand and stopped behind her neck. Lengsa couldn't lie down immediately.

"Your hair hasn't dried yet. Wipe it dry before you sleep." Fu Fengcheng frowned.

Lengsa's hair is very long, but he hasn't had the patience to dry it. He ran out half dry because it's summer and he's in good health.

"I'll do it in a minute." Leng SA said.

"Go get a towel." Fu Fengcheng frowned.

Lengsa turned his eyes and silently feigned in his heart that a big man was more hairy than a woman. Take care of your clothes and your hair!

Took a dry towel out of the bathroom, lengsa wiped his hair and walked out, "I still think short hair is better."

Just like Fu Fengcheng, just wipe it twice and it will dry in a while. Summer is still so, and winter is even better.

Although Fu Dashao's experience and character are far better than ordinary people, he did not evolve his aesthetic ability beyond the times in advance.

Lengsa stretched out his hand to lengsa, and lengsa looked at him suspiciously, "why?"

"Give it to me."

Lengsa looked down at the towel in his hand and realized it. He also shook his towel to show his inquiry. Fu Fengcheng didn't answer. He directly stretched out his hand, took the towel in lengsa's hand, and took her to sit down.

He found that Fu Fengcheng was really cleaning his hair. Lengsa was a little flattered at the moment.

It's not how touching Fu Fengcheng did this thing itself. It's really that the dog man is too quiet. It's hard to do a thing. Can't it be moved?

The slender fingers flowed between the hair, and the hair was wrapped in a towel and rubbed not light or heavy, making lengsa feel comfortable and sleepy.

This whole day, I went to class, attended parties, and did manual work in dress and high heels. In addition, I don't know why some didn't sleep well last night. Lengsa is really tired today.

He yawned one after another, and lengsa stopped struggling. He simply closed his eyes and let him fiddle with his head. The whole person fell into a half asleep and half awake situation.

Fu Fengcheng wiped his long hair hand and paused slightly. This was the first time he did it. He was not very skilled. Even he didn't know why he did it.

But the touch of his fingers touching his hair made his cold face relax a lot involuntarily.

Fu Fengcheng's life lasted just over 20 years. What he touched was always something cold and hard.

For example, pen and ink, such as knives, such as guns.

The most warm is probably the temperature when you fight people to death, the temperature when your fist hits the other party's body, and the temperature when the enemy's blood splashes on your skin.

But at that time, both the other party and he were cold and violent. He only wanted to beat the other party as quickly as possible. No one would think that this process would be a little warm and soft.

"By the way... About the photos..." lengsa seemed to think of something suddenly, some vaguely.

"I'll let Shaoming get it back. Don't worry." Fu Fengcheng said.

Lengsa raised his eyelids sleepily, "don't worry... Your brother is too stupid. I think... You'd better not focus on him."

"He has never been the key point." Fu Fengcheng said as he carefully wiped his hair.

"Well... That's right, you ignored him. Just... This boy is so annoying. Don't worry, I've taught him for you, and he will be a good brother in the future."

Fu Fengcheng slightly raised his eyebrows. "What if he doesn't obey?"

Leng SA snorted, "Leng ye still has a hundred ways to teach him. There are no bad children in this world."

"He is older than you, so you don't have to worry about him." Fu Fengcheng said calmly, "and..."

"Huh?"

"Who is Lord Leng? Who taught you this?" Fu Fengcheng suddenly asked.

“…ZZZ……”

Looking down at the cold SA who had slipped into his arms and slept very sweet, Fu Fengcheng sighed slightly.

When lengsa's long hair was dry, Fu Fengcheng adjusted her comfortable sleeping position and lay down with her.

After looking at the quiet sleeping Yan lying beside him, Fu Fengcheng thought about it and took her to himself. Then he reached out and turned off the light at the head of the bed.

I don't know how long later, lengsa, lying in Fu Fengcheng's arms in the dark room, turned over and slowly opened her bright eyes.

She was surrounded by the slightly warm temperature she had been used to these days, which made her feel very comfortable. She blinked in the night, and then continued to sleep with satisfaction.

Wipe her hair and want to find out her background?

Think too much.