Chapter 262

Fu Xiaoqian felt that there was something she didn't need to ask. The question is out. It's just an excuse for not wanting to leave. And some excuses are too many. I'm afraid even I will be blinded by myself.

I'm blinded. Not bad. But it also delayed Liao Zhenbo.

So. As she told Liao Zhenbo last time. It's important to live well now.

I don't know where Liao Zhenbo got a lot of wood. He had his hands on his back. Standing at the door of the villa. Look at the wood in the yard. Looking back at the tools that stand inside the house to make pottery pots. "It seems. We are busy next. You say it's better to make a swing or a pottery pot first. "

Fu Xiaoqian was amused by his appearance. It refers to the sunflower that she placed in the living room yesterday. "You'd better make pottery pots first." She can wait. But I'm afraid the little sunflower can't wait that long.

"Good. It's up to you. Let's make pottery pots first. "

Liao Zhenbo is like Fu Xiaoqian. They are all people who like to do what they say. He rolled up his sleeves. Take out the water basin. Take out the mud. When everything is ready. I noticed that Fu Xiaoqian was just like before. Standing at the door, hands clasped.

"Ready to be lazy." Liao Zhenbo takes out his apron and hangs it around Fu Xiaoqian's neck. Push her to the stool.

Fu Xiaoqian knew that what he said was not true. But he still made a reply. "I'm not a lazy person. It's you She turned back. Liao Zhenbo as like as two peas were looking at her neck. "I can't see. You'll do that, too. "

"There are so many things you don't know. girl. Feel it later. " Liao Zhenbo sat down beside Fu Xiaoqian with disapproval.

I took a piece of mud. My hands are wet. Turn on the switch of the turntable and work hard.

"Don't you have a habit of cleanliness. You dare to touch such a dirty thing. " Fu Xiaoqian looked at the square mud embryo just now. After a while, he was pulled up by Liao Zhenbo. Liao Zhenbo has beautiful hands. Fu Xiaoqian knows all the time. Clean hands. With a thin cocoon. There's no sting to the touch. On the contrary, there is a sense of security that has been honed and precipitated by the years.

Soon. The white hands were covered with black gray mud. I can't see the original color.

"Cleanliness. Do you have any He just hates to hide dirt around. It's just dirt that can't be recognized by the naked eye. Liao Zhenbo has an unstable hand. The clay embryo, which had been in its infancy, was broken again. He just turned off the turntable. I still have mud on my hands. He just reached out. She gave Fu Xiaoqian a bad nod on the tip of her nose.

Fu Xiaoqian patted off his hand. He raised the back of his hand and put it on his nose.

It should be better not to wipe it. This is a little bit. It's just a little mud. Spread out the area on her face. From the tip of the nose to the cheek.

"Big cat. Come here. It's fun. " Liao Zhenbo pulls Fu Xiaoqian's hand. therefore. Gray black mud from Liao Zhenbo's hands spread to Fu Xiaoqian's hands.

Fu Xiaoqian was also unconvinced. He reached out and dug a small piece in the mud. Hold it in front of Liao Zhenbo. "It's not fair. To be a big cat, we should do it together. "

Liao Zhenbo pretends to hide. But Fu Xiaoqian pressed it tightly. I'm not going to be caught. Let her draw two big beards on her face. then. Looking at Fu Xiaoqian, he had a bad smile. Ask. "Well. I should be the most handsome cat. "

He is indeed the most handsome cat she has ever seen. Two beards. Added a little smoke to him. When Liao Zhenbo smiles. The corners of the mouth are slightly up. The lines are sexy. If someone wants him at this time. Fu Xiaoqian will not be surprised.

Fu Xiaoqian coagulated him for a long time. I thought she couldn't do what he wanted. She gave him an angry look. Turn around and leave a word. "Megalomania."

I have to. Liao Zhenbo didn't expect to be in front of a woman for the first time. When you want to boast about your appearance. I'm so disgusted by my wife.

There is no wind. Fu Xiaoqian's soft hair floated. The commotion stirred his face. Liao Zhenbo enjoys this feeling very much. Each one is like Fu Xiaoqian's hand. Stirring the softest part of my heart.

It's just that. Now we need to make pottery pots. He was afraid that his hair would get entangled in the turntable.

Fu Xiaoqian has bent over. Learn from Liao Zhenbo just now. Holding the mud embryo whose shape was destroyed by Liao Zhenbo in both hands. Ask. "Is that so?"

"Children can be taught." Liao Zhenbo looks over Fu Xiaoqian's shoulder. Praise.

"Then I'll turn the wheel." Fu Xiaoqian's eyes are shining. itch for a try. "What shape do you think we should make?"

Everything that needs to be done. Fu Xiaoqian likes them all. Especially with Liao Zhenbo to complete such a hand-made pottery pot.

Liao Zhenbo glares at Fu Xiaoqian's childlike smile. He is happy. But he showed up and interrupted her. "Wait for me."

Fu Xiaoqian turns back and asks Liao Zhenbo silently with her eyes. Hair between the two friction of some messy. She looks at Liao Zhenbo through her disordered hair.Liao Zhenbo stood up behind her. I got up and went to the bathroom to wash my hands. This just went to Fu Xiaoqian's side again. Lift up her hair. Speak softly. "The hair is in a mess."

A wonderful man. A man who never pays attention to anything. So I stood by my wife's side.

The door is open. I can't see the warm sun in the sky. But Fu Xiaoqian can also feel it sliding slowly in the sky. Because when Liao Zhenbo holds Fu Xiaoqian's hair in his hands. The warm sunshine is sprinkling on Liao Zhenbo inch by inch. It didn't bring him all together. But half of him in the sun. Half hidden in the dark. Become dreamlike. It seems that it is not a common thing in the world.

It is such a God who fell into the world. With his hands. She is spinning her wife's hair. Close to one side. Side town braid. It's loosely laid on one side of the shoulder. A clean forehead. Fresh and sweet.

Finish knitting your hair. Liao Zhenbo looks down at Fu Xiaoqian. The smile on the corner of the mouth is provocative. With a thousand sails. The rest is quiet and indifferent.

"Satisfied." He asked, looking into his wife's eyes.

Fu Xiaoqian looked down. The braid that Liao Zhenbo put on his shoulder. "Once I read a book. The best couple. The two individuals are complementary. Because I'm stupid. That's why I found such a versatile husband. "

Fu Xiaoqian did not praise Liao Zhenbo's craftsmanship. But in a word, Liao Zhenbo is held up in the sky.

Liao Zhenbo goes back and forth. I have a little sunflower in my hand. He said. "Complementary. I like it. "

He cut off the stem of the sunflower. Behind Fu Xiaoqian's ears. Looking at it with satisfaction. "But you said you were stupid. I don't agree. If you're stupid. How could it be so easy to save me from the muddy swamp

What exactly does this swamp mean. Seems to understand but not understand. She didn't ask.

Liao Zhenbo has no intention of explaining. Only he knows. Just before July this year. What kind of life did he lead. For a time, I thought. I'm just a tool to make money in this world.

There was a time. He goes out every day. A glass of stiff baijiu. I didn't move my chopsticks.

When he thought he was going to be immortal. That's when the body protested. When leson rushed him to the hospital. Only then did he know that it was a perforated stomach. And he didn't feel the pain at all.

When was that.

Oh. It was the day when he met Fu Xiaoqian in fog city. It was when he was standing in front of Fu Xiaoqian. When she turns a blind eye to him.

It was also at that time. He was determined that he wanted Fu Xiaoqian's idea.

Fu Xiaoqian's time with him. He realized the meaning of his existence. He began to know how to protect his body. He wants to live longer than her. So he could protect her for life. So she doesn't have to suffer the loss of her lover.

Liao Zhenbo sits back behind Fu Xiaoqian. From her armpit. Around her body. Cover Fu Xiaoqian's hands with his hands. Fu Xiaoqian's ears are full of warm air. Full of indulgence. "I wonder if I have the shape I want."

"Well." Fu Xiaoqian nodded gently. "I want to make a one-piece bottle."

"One is you. One is me. " Liao Zhenbo thinks Fu Xiaoqian's idea is good. He said it. His wife is the one with the most ideas.

This time, Fu Xiaoqian did not answer. Instead, he reached out and pressed the button on the turntable. He asked softly. "Done. Can I take it back She wanted to take him with her forever. So when I think about him. Take it out and have a look. Touch it.

This should be what others say. Fu Xiaoqian smiles. Laugh bitterly. It's just that she buried her head very low. She has to learn to digest some things by herself from now on.

How terrible. Just a few months together. Fu Xiaoqian felt that they were like a couple who had lived for several years. Some of the habits are in the blood. Deep into the marrow. Too deep. That's why she thought of leaving. There will be the kind of raw meat to peel the bone pain.

"My husband is behind me. You dare to stray. You have to be punished. " Liao Zhenbo clamped Fu Xiaoqian with his arm. The hot and humid lips are thus printed on Fu Xiaoqian's porcelain white back neck. Rub it gently. Gnawing.

"No," he said Fu Xiaoqian reaches out to break Liao Zhenbo's arms. Out of his control. When the sound comes out. She just found out. How powerless is my refusal. The voice is hoarse and charming. It's more like another kind of tease.