Zhao Qiqing pursed her lips and smiled like flowers.
"I'll talk to you when you come back."
With that, she hung up the phone, leaving only the interface for two people to chat.
The background of the chat is the wedding photo of him and Zhao Qiqing.
The tips of their noses are close to each other and inseparable. Bathed in the warm sun after snow, they are beautiful and happy.
Looking at the beautiful and beautiful Zhao Qiqing, Fu Xi deeply bent his lips and followed up to pack up his things from work.
Fu residence.
Fu xishen returned home according to Zhao Qiqing's instructions. Zhao Qiqing smiled at him with a mysterious face.
"What's the matter?" Fu xishen changed his coat, put his clothes on his wrist, looked at Zhao Qiqing quietly with a low eyebrow, and observed the expression on her face.
With a poop, Zhao Qiqing covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Qingqing, don't sell off." Grandma sat on the sofa and looked back. She saw Zhao Qiqing smiling with her mouth covered.
She shook her head helplessly and lovingly, and pressed the remote control in her hand to change the channel.
"I know, grandma. I'll go up with him first."
Zhao Qiqing took Fu xishen upstairs and went back to the bedroom. Zhao Qiqing sat at the end of the bed and watched Fu xishen change clothes.
"In the afternoon, grandma said that when we got married yesterday, Huai Ningzhi was sent back by Qin Fang."
"I know about it." Fu xishen lifted his chin gently.
It was Zhao Qiqing's turn to be puzzled. She blinked and locked Fu xishen in disbelief.
"Do you know? When did it happen? Why didn't I know?"
Zhao Qiqing was dominated by all kinds of relatives and friends yesterday. In addition, she was pregnant, so she didn't care about them in Huaining.
What's more, Huai Ningzhi was sent back by Qin Fang.
When she heard the news from her grandmother, she thought it was nothing.
"I thought it was nothing, but why did grandma say Qin Fang had something to do with Huai Ningzhi? I knew it when I heard Jingtian's gossip today."
"Because of a guy in the engineering department?" Fu xishen tilted his head and asked.
Zhao Qiqing nodded, "you know?"
Fu xishen lifted his chin gently.
"Can it reach your ears? That's great, my wife."
Fu xishen came forward and felt that the cold air on his body was almost gone before he hugged her.
"I saw it on your company's microblog, and some people took a small video of Qin Fang pulling Huaining's leave. It's quite a feeling of love."
Fu xishen responded to Tao perfunctorily.
Zhao Qiqing deflated her mouth and touched her stomach.
"Ah Shen."
Fu xishen suddenly felt a "thump" in his heart, and his reaction was slow for half a beat.
The air around him was a little quiet. He hugged Zhao Qiqing and didn't respond.
Zhao Qiqing couldn't see the expression on Fu xishen's face and didn't know what he was doing.
"Ah Shen, don't you love me anymore?"
I've been used to hearing Zhao Qiqing call her husband recently. Now I call myself ah Shen. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.
Fu xishen stood up straight and looked at her with drooping eyes. "What's the matter, wife? Why do you want to say that?"
"You perfunctory me."
Fu xishen: "
He didn't seem to have done anything, that is, the speed of returning messages was a little slow.
Zhao Qiqing loosened his hands, got out of his arms and stood up.
"Wash up and come down to dinner." She turned her head and left the bedroom without nostalgia.
Fu xishen thought for a while, gently pulled the man back to his arms and gently squeezed her chin.
"Why? Angry with me? Little thing, what are you thinking all day?"
The sullen spirit in Zhao Qiqing's heart suddenly dissipated a little, and she nuzui, "anyway, if you are willing to get used to me, I will be proud of being spoiled, can't I?"
"Of course, then you say, what are you angry about?" Fu xishen approached her and stared at her with dark eyebrows and eyes.
Zhao Qiqing struggled for a while, and her eyebrows and eyes were more serious than ever before.
This scene stunned Fu xishen. Did he really annoy her?
Just when he was puzzled, Zhao Qiqing suddenly smiled.
"Hahaha, are you scared by my exquisite acting skills?" She raised her eyebrows in a slightly raised tone.
Fu xishen breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart, gently held Zhao Qiqing in his arms and leaned over to kiss him fiercely.
"Little villain, you know to scare me."
Fu xishen pinched the tip of her upturned nose and leaned out his hand to touch Zhao Qiqing's round stomach.
"The baby should be able to be seen during the birth inspection in January."
Hearing the speech, Zhao Qiqing nodded.
"By the way, Sheng Hui's annual meeting is scheduled for January 15th. How about you?"
After thinking about it, Zhao Qiqing looked at Fu xishen and asked.
"On the 31st, will you accompany me for a while?" Fu xishen hit Zhao Qiqing on the shoulder with his forehead. His voice was lazy and tired.
"Well, alas, you're dead again. Get up and go!" Zhao Qiqing gently pushed Fu xishen's head. He was really heavy.
Fu xishen buried himself in her neck and shoulders and smiled. The warm smell sprayed out poured on the roots behind her ears.
Soon, the root behind her ear turned crimson with the naked eye.
Zhao Qiqing blushed coyly and buried her head and didn't dare to look up at him.
"That's shy?" Fu xishen said.
"Who said, I tell you, if you dare to make a marriage crisis with me, I'll castrate you first."
Seeing the seriousness of what Zhao Qiqing said, Fu xishen couldn't help but wonder, "where did you learn this?"
Zhao Qiqing turned her head and hummed, "I won't tell you."
"I think you're just with your grandmother. You've seen too many soap operas."
Zhao Qiqing, who was stabbed, angrily hammered Fu xishen, with a coquettish voice, "annoying!"
Her shy voice scratched Fu xishen's heart like a cat scratching.
His eyes were deep, holding Zhao Qiqing's arm tightly, "goblin."
The voice of gnashing teeth fell in Zhao Qiqing's ear. It was so ambiguous.
She looked up with a bright and cunning light in her eyes and smiled, "husband is the best."
"Well, I said I would go down to dinner and let Grandma wait for us." Fu xishen pinched her mouth, which always felt like she couldn't put it down.
The two walked down hand in hand. Grandma looked up and said, "Qingqing, it seems that your pregnant meal hasn't been delivered today."
Hearing the speech, Zhao Qiqing was stunned.
Fu xishen has always been responsible for this. She turned her eyes to Fu xishen.
"Don't worry, I'll call and ask. I may have forgotten to say."
Zhao Qiqing nodded clearly, looked at her grandmother and said, "I didn't let you send it because I wasn't preparing for the wedding two days ago."
Grandma nodded, "well, let ah Shen ask."
Fu xishen had finished the phone call, came over from the other side, looked at his grandmother and said, "I'll see you off later."
He touched Zhao Qiqing's head and said pitifully, "poor child, bear it!"
"It's all right. I'm fine now."