For Fu Rong, there have been many happy events in May this year.

First, the Dragon Boat Festival, followed by the third brother Fu you got a son, five younger sister Fu Mi decided to marry, in a twinkling of an eye to the end of the month, Liang's steward came to report that Fu Wan was going to be born.

It happened that Xu Jin was at home today. He asked Xu Jia to prepare the carriage. When everything was ready, he helped Fu Rong to tell her the good news: "thick, don't worry. The car is ready. Let's go slowly and catch up."

It seems that I still remember Fu Rong's anxiety when Fu Wan gave birth to Yuanyuan that year.

Fu Rong, of course, would not be in such a hurry. She told Mei Xiang's nurse to take good care of her brother-in-law, who was still having a rest. She and Xu Jin walked slowly to the front yard.

In the middle of summer, the cicada kept calling. When he got to the carriage, Fu Rong was sweating and said to Xu Jin, "it's hard for my sister to be in confinement this time. It's such a hot day."

Xu Jin had never had a child, but he saw Fu Rong sitting in the confinement and helping Fu Rong wipe her sweat. He shook the fan for her and touched her stomach: "I still feel pain. I have a baby in December. I'm not afraid of the heat."

This kind of thing he also wants to compare, Fu Rong does not have good anger to stare at him one eye.

Xu Jin smiles triumphantly and keeps moving in his hands.

Looking at him naturally and incomparably to fan her, his handsome face turned red, and his forehead was still dripping with sweat. Fu Rong's heart suddenly became sour and quickly deflected.

Xu Jin had been staring at her. Seeing that she was in tears without warning, he was flustered and didn't dare to touch her forcibly. He quickly turned around, supported her shoulder and said, "Why are you crying again? What's the trouble? "

Fu Rong shook his head, and the summer was not too hot. He buried him in his chest and sobbed, "the Lord is good to me. I, I Miss Wang Ye..."

He was so kind to her that he could not imagine how she would live without Xu Jin. It will be June soon. In August, Xu Jin will go on an expedition. Fu Rong can't bear Xu Jin's long journey, let alone his life. No matter how Xu Jin assures her that he won't have an accident, Fu Rong can't be completely at ease.

She kept crying, and Xu Jin was distressed and bewildered, "miss me? I'm not by your side... "

In the middle of it, I suddenly understood why she was crying.

I don't want him, but I can't give him up, do I?

This

Xu Jin didn't know how to comfort her. She put down the fan and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears. I'll see you later. My chest is wet. What does it look like? When Fu Rong's tears stopped, Xu Jin lifted her chin and kissed her.

The lips were moist, like her people, as if they were made of water.

Xu Jin slowly taste, heart full of tenderness.

She was quiet. He thought that she had forgotten the war in August, or was completely relieved. He did not expect that she just didn't show it. He always remembered that she had touched something on her mind and could not help it any more. If she only regarded him as the reliance of glory and wealth, she would be worried and would not cry. If she cried, it showed that she really had him in her heart. Those tears were all because she couldn't bear him.

It's not acting, because there's no need to act, because she doesn't know he remembers his last life, and she doesn't know he'll understand why she cried.

"Thick, you like me, don't you?"

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