Zhao Qiqing carefully took it and checked it.

The interface in the mobile phone is Fu xishen's simple black avatar. There is no explanation in this circle of friends, only nine simple pictures, but she smiles like a flower in each picture.

When did this happen?

She looked at the time carefully. Was it when she saw him watching with his cell phone in the car?

"Sister in law, you went to take wedding photos. Are you going to remarry? When?" Huaining's eyes asked eagerly.

Zhao Qiqing recalled and returned her mobile phone: "Zhizhi, this is not a wedding photo, this is a picture of our couple."

"Ah, no?" Huai Ningzhi shook his head in disappointment.

"Isn't it?" Old lady Fu also took the picture frame and looked left and right. After confirming Zhao Qiqing's face, she put it down.

"Grandma! Times have changed now!" Huai Ningzhi picked his eyebrows and said to Mrs. Fu again, "it doesn't matter. Even if my brother and sister-in-law don't take wedding photos, the couple photos are taken, and it's almost time!"

"Yes! I feel no worse!" Mrs. Fu, you smiled again and narrowed your eyes: "it's good to take this picture. Alas, the photos we took in those years were too blurred. They were good-looking, but now they are almost invisible."

Zhao Qiqing heard that the old lady missed that point again. She immediately said, "grandma, I'll take you next time."

Mrs. Fu didn't answer, but just put down huainingzhi's mobile phone: "well, it doesn't matter whether you take photos or not, but I'm very satisfied that you two often come to see me!"

"You two and you are trying to solve today's problem. I'm afraid that the more you delay in doing business, the worse your reputation will be?"

Zhao Qiqing nodded: "you can rest assured that we will deal with it as soon as possible."

Mrs. Fu is right. Just paint a reputation and trust. The longer you get stuck with the news, the more you don't explain. This proves that your ability is also worse, and no one will come to you for cooperation in the future.

It's no different from the gradual decline.

"Grandma." Fu xishen stood in front of three women: "it's very late now. You should go to bed."

"What time is it?" Old lady Fu looked at the time: "Oh, it's eleven o'clock? Help me to bed quickly."

"You also have an early rest. I just learned a word called beauty sleep recently. It says that the more beautiful it is!" Old lady Fu got up as she spoke. Zhao Qiqing hurriedly followed her and helped the old man.

The old lady was sent upstairs, huainingzhi went to the guest room, and the whole apartment was quiet again.

Zhao Qiqing sat on the sofa and blinked. Suddenly she realized a very serious problem. She shouted, "ah Shen."

Fu xishen was fiddling with the tables and chairs in the restaurant and gently answered, "what's the matter?"

"Zhizhi slept in the guest room and grandma slept on her side. Where do I sleep?" Zhao Qiqing asked.

She was not aware of this problem until she sent huainingzhi in. She found that her sleeping place was occupied.

Fu xishen held the chair and smiled: "if the hostess doesn't sleep in the master bedroom, do you still have to sleep in the guest room? Haven't you been used to living together these days?"

"Or did you ask this question on purpose?"

Zhao Qiqing blushed: "what do you mean to ask this question deliberately? We are in the Fu residence because there is an old lady! But here..."

I can't imagine how I walked into Fu xishen's room naturally.

How awkward it is to think!

"What do you have?" Fu xishen took her hand and took people upstairs into the bedroom: "don't you see this coming in?"

Zhao Qiqing only felt her face hot. She was embarrassed to look up at him.

"It's not the first time we sleep together. How can you be shy every time?" Fu xishen looked at Zhao Qiqing's cheek and said with a smile, "did you think of anything interesting?"

What he said about this interesting thing was really malicious, which was emphasized by him.

Zhao Qiqing's cheeks reddened, stared at him, got up and went to the bathroom: "what interesting thing can I do! I'll wash first!"

She walked quickly, closed the door and locked Fu xishen firmly outside the door.

Zhao Qiqing looked at herself in the mirror, patted her face with cold water, and slightly lowered the temperature of her face.

After a simple wash, she walked out of the bathroom in her pajamas and wiped her hair.

Fu xishen had been sitting on the sofa waiting for a long time, but he was not in a hurry. He just put down his hands and naturally walked behind Zhao Qiqing, took her towel and gently wiped his hair.

"How did you send the photos in your circle of friends?" Zhao Qiqing asked.

Fu xishen's hand was gentle: "you know why, don't you?"

"Sun my wife."

A warm atmosphere filled the air.

Neither of them spoke any more, but just sat quietly.

After Fu xishen wiped her hair, he took a hair dryer to dry it for her. Then he confidently printed a kiss on her forehead: "sleep."

As Zhao Qiqing watched the man enter the bathroom, she was still thinking about the kiss that had just fallen.

I don't know how many kisses this is, but I don't know why. What is printed down in these small details is the most profound.

It's like letting her soak in a honeypot. I feel the whole heart is sweet.

When Fu xishen came out again, Zhao Qiqing had fallen asleep with her quilt covered. Most of the quilt was arched together by her and drilled like a little mouse.

Fu xishen looked at her and smiled. He released his face from the quilt and nodded her forehead: "are you a mouse? Can you roll the quilt like this?"

Zhao Qiqing seemed to hear Fu xishen's chatter. She couldn't move her body and didn't know what to whisper. She turned and let go of the quilt and fell asleep again.

Fu xishen gently got up and turned off the table lamp next to her. Then he lay down next to her and hugged her.

Zhao Qiqing was awakened by the alarm clock. She clearly remembered that there was a statement meeting today. She specially set the alarm clock in advance and got up to wash and tidy up herself.

Today, her aura can't be too gentle. She looks full of aura with a capable professional suit and trimmed hair.

Downstairs, everyone is already waiting in the living room.

"Sister in law! Come on!" Huainingzhi stretched out his hand to cheer Zhao Qiqing up.

"Xiao Qing, don't be nervous when you get there. Don't let anyone catch the handle even if you speak a little slower!" Old lady Fu told me.

Zhao Qiqing listens to these wordy words and only thinks that it will erase all her tension today.

"Don't worry, things have come to light. I'm just telling the truth and I won't make mistakes!"