Chapter 372

Fu xishen stopped talking and looked at Zhao Qiqing with deep meaning.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Zhao Qiqing said sadly.

Fu xishen picked up his mobile phone and found the video: "look at it?"

Zhao Qiqing was inexplicable. When she just opened it, the familiar picture was played. The gentle male voice and her wronged voice were put outside in the quiet bedroom.

The woman in the video stood under the dim yellow light, and the blocking intention on her face was very obvious. In addition to being coquettish, there was also a stubborn voice in her answer.

Zhao Qiqing threw her mobile phone back to Fu xishen when the video was about to be broadcast for the second time. She wanted to bury her head in the quilt.

Fu xishen chuckled and reached out to take her out of the quilt: "don't be bored."

Zhao Qiqing blushed and took a big breath: "it's dawn, or you'd better go first?"

It's all here. It's embarrassing.

"Xiaoqing doesn't want to pat her ass and leave after sleeping me?" Fu xishen said faintly, but the words seemed to be mixed with some threats.

"Mr. Fu, pay attention to your words!" Zhao Qiqing looked at him angrily: "what do you mean, after I slept you, we were clean and clean last night. Don't say so."

"What did I say?" Fu xishen was still lying on his side on the bed, and his light yellow Nightgown was slightly spread out, with a charming posture.

"It's so unclear!" Zhao Qiqing threw the quilt on the bed on him: "put your clothes on!"

"I'm well dressed. Does Xiaoqing have any opinion?" Fu xishen looked down at his clothes: "is this the one I wore five years ago? I thought you would lose Xiaoqing."#@$& amp;

"I've lost that one for a long time! It's just that I prefer such clothes, so I bought another one exactly the same."

Zhao Qiqing looked at him: "what? Do you have an opinion?"

"No." Fu xishen listened to the excuse she made up and didn't expose it: "I also like this dress very much. Where did Xiaoqing buy it? I asked assistant Wei to buy me the same one later."

"Just take it at the mall." Zhao Qiqing talks nonsense. She can't remember what happened five years ago.

"OK, please think about it again. I sincerely want to buy it." Fu xishen said& amp; (&

"You like to see you off." Zhao Qiqing jumped out of bed and said fiercely to him, "get up and leave quickly!"

With that, he ran downstairs without waiting for Fu xishen's reaction.

"Ms. Zhao, have you come down?" Sister Wang saw her: "I'll heat porridge for you now. Wait a moment."

Zhao Qiqing nodded, jumped onto the sofa in the living room, turned on the TV with the remote control, and tried to forget what had just happened upstairs.

But for a long time, Fu xishen came down. He still wore that nightgown and walked around her house openly.

Zhao Qiqing stared at him: "why don't you change your clothes?"

"Didn't Xiao Qing say she gave me this dress? Do you regret it now?" Fu xishen sat down next to her and asked.

"Of course not. It's just that you're so aboveboard in someone else's house in your pajamas. Isn't it good?" Zhao Qiqing clenched her teeth.

After heating up the porridge, sister Wang came with two bowls of porridge: "this morning is preserved egg and lean meat porridge, madam and Sir, please enjoy yourself."

Zhao Qiqing looked at sister Wang and put a bowl in front of Fu xishen. She immediately asked, "sister Wang, why does he still have his share of porridge?"

"I've prepared more. You and your fiance have a bowl each." Looking at the interaction between the two people, sister Wang smiled at Fu xishen and said, "Sir, I just bought more ingredients for lunch. You can stay here for lunch at noon."

Before Zhao Qiqing spoke to sister Wang, Fu xishen immediately promised: "of course, thank you, sister Wang."

Sister Wang saw that Fu xishen was completely free of yesterday's indifference. Looking at Zhao Qiqing, she gave her a thumbs up: "yes, it's really good for you to find this young man!"

Sister Wang thumbed away. She didn't see Zhao Qiqing's face at all. She just thought she was shy.

Zhao Qiqing looked at the two bowls of porridge in front of her, and then looked at the man who had comfortably started eating breakfast next to her. She felt that she couldn't continue like this. She grabbed Fu xishen's spoon and threw it into the bowl: "let's have a good talk."

"I can't have breakfast. Are you talking?" Fu xishen asked.

"No, you have seriously affected my life." Zhao Qiqing said seriously.

"What did I affect?" Fu xishen raised his eyebrows.

"You're having lunch at my house now, which proves that my guy has to pay more for food. What's the impact?" Zhao Qiqing broke her finger and asked.

"What sister Wang said is that she has bought too many ingredients and can just call me to eat. I'm helping you get your money back, otherwise the vegetables will be wasted if they break down?" Fu xishen added, "now we don't want to waste food."

Zhao Qiqing looked at him, took a deep breath and nodded: "OK, did we agree before that it was a break up meal last night? What do you mean you're staying at my house today?"

Facing Zhao Qiqing's question, Fu xishen seemed to think of something: "although I had a break up dinner at the latest, I got your forgiveness after eating."

"What is forgiven?" Zhao Qiqing asked with a confused face.

Fu xishen put it another way: "after dinner, you forgave me."

"How can that count! I'm drunk. Where do I know what I said?" Zhao Qiqing waved: "I don't remember, just don't count!"

Fu xishen's mouth was hooked, and there was a deep expression as in the morning: "Xiaoqing, although you don't remember, some things are real."

A piece of paper fell in front of her, and Zhao Qiqing had a bad feeling in her heart.

Sure enough, if you look carefully, the first article in the agreement is to explain the commitment of the two people after reconciliation. In addition to the regulations that should be done in front, the last two pages are basically sorting out Fu xishen's personal property.

"Are you, in order to make up, putting up your family background?" Zhao Qiqing looked at the list and asked.

"It's not for reconciliation, it's for you. Since I want to make up for my mistakes, I have to show my sincerity and make you feel at ease." Fu xishen smiled: "I won't leave a way for myself. I'll bet you all my money."

Zhao Qiqing was stunned. It was false not to be moved, but if she agreed in this way, would it be a little hasty.

However, although she didn't think about it well, Fu xishen's voice sounded again: "don't think about it. Even if you don't agree, it's too late. You've signed the contract."