Old man Wei was embarrassed and wanted to get into the coffin in advance.

"Hehe, you're busy... You're busy..." the old man said and stepped back.

Wei Shaoyong's face was overcast, his eyes lingered on the slender figure for a moment, slammed and slammed the door.

Cha Cha's face was inexplicable.

What's his matter? The barbecue was fine, but something went wrong when I came out of the ruined building.

"Sir, we... What are we still standing here for?" Ah Wu whispered.

Master Wei helplessly looked at the girl in front of him: "ah Cha, go back with Grandpa, he......" master Wei didn't know how to explain to her. Behind this door was the world of adults, which she couldn't understand for the time being.

Men

"I'll wait for him!"

Master Wei twitched twice at the corner of his mouth: "wait... Wait for him?"

Cha Cha nodded innocently, "well, I'll wait for him. Do you want to wait for him?"

Master Wei pointed to the closed door: "what are you waiting for him to do? Besides, he... He can't get out for the time being. Listen to Grandpa, go home with Grandpa, have a sleep and he'll be back."

Cha Cha shook her head firmly: "no, he's not at home. I'm afraid."

Old man Wei was bewildered: "aren't you afraid here?"

"No, I know he's in there."

Even if there is a door between them, she is not afraid as long as she knows Wei Shaoyong is inside.

Mr. Wei tightened his palm: "it's not suitable here, either... Or Grandpa will open a room for you?"

Ah Wu was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

Master Wei made up his mind and opened a presidential suit next to Wei Shaoyong. When will he finish and take the tea away. Anyway, he has no way to take this girl, except to follow her or follow her.

"Ah Wu, go through the formalities. I'll wait for you here." Old man Wei raised his jaw.

Wu turned and walked in the direction of the elevator without saying a word.

About ten minutes later, ah Wu came back. He was followed by the staff of the hotel. The other party nodded respectfully to Mr. Wei, and then led everyone to the next door.

This series of operations were clearly seen by Wei Shaoyong from the cat's eye.

Wei Shaoyong lowered his eyelids and turned into the bedroom.

Fu Qingqing was sitting on the mattress waiting for him to come back. He did come back, but he was full of gloom.

Wei Shaoyong picked up the black suit pants on the sofa and took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket. Skillfully, he took a deep breath with the cigarette in his mouth, and then slowly raised his head to spit out the smoke.

Fu Qingqing's eyes became extremely complicated.

If the man had some primitive impulse just now, now... He may have no interest in her at all.

Fu Qingqing smiles bitterly. She is not a fool. Whether a man loves you or not can be seen at a glance. She can feel that Wei Shaoyong's heart is not on her own

"Shaoyong, do you think we will be happy in the future?" Fu Qingqing hugged the quilt and asked in a low voice.

Wei Shaoyong smoked and looked at the warm lamp on the wall with a secretive expression: "what do you mean by happiness?"

Fu Qingqing lowers her head and touches her well maintained fingers. Under such warm light, her skin will show a honey like color. Fu Qingqing admits that she deliberately adjusted the light like this.

Moreover, there were two glasses of red wine on the table, his favorite Merlot. She woke up before he came.

These thoughts she is willing to spend on details are actually an expression of love.

Fu Qingqing admitted that she had fallen deeply in love with this man. Unless Wei Shaoyong didn't want her, she would never quit easily.

"Love between husband and wife, full of children and grandchildren." Smart women never ask, but try their best to let men take the initiative to give.

Wei Shaoyong said, "if it is this, I think we will be very happy."

Fu Qingqing suddenly opened the quilt and walked towards Wei Shaoyong.

In the past, Fu Qingqing disdained to do so. She felt that the inner self-restraint was more reliable than the skin bag. Now she found that if the skin bag can't attract each other, how can he have a chance to understand your inner self?

Wei Shaoyong sat on the exquisite sofa with a bath towel. His two strong long legs separated naturally. The tattooed hand was holding a cigarette, and the light fog rose from his fingers.

"Shaoyong..." Fu Qingqing squatted down in front of him shyly, and then put his head on his arm.

Wei Shaoyong frowned. His brown eyes stayed on Fu Qingqing's cheek. He pursed his lips and didn't respond.

"Can we go and have a rest together?" Fu Qingqing gently pushed his arm.

Fu Qingqing didn't know that at this time, Wei Shaoyong was serving two purposes.

His eyes are fixed on Fu Qingqing, but his mind is tea.

Her weight seemed to remain in her arms, and her sprayed breath remained in her chest.

His abnormal mood today is actually because of his unreasonable reaction.

How the hell did he react?

What makes Wei Shaoyong wonder is that y hope rises because of tea, but in the end, it also dies because of her.

When he opened the door, he had no idea.

Including now.

"Sorry, tonight... I'm a little tired." When a man says he is tired, there are often only two possibilities: one is that he can't do it and pretends to be tired to prevaricate; Second... He's not interested in this woman. So you can't even do it in a hurry.

With that, Wei Shaoyong pulled back his arm, leaned over and kissed Fu Qingqing's smooth cheek as a comfort.

A trace of surprise flashed in Fu Qingqing's bright eyes. She stood up and said, "where are you going?"

Wei Shaoyong was bending over to put on his pants. The smooth zipper and noose accompanied the man's cold voice: "good boy, don't ask so many questions."

His gentleness is only established within a certain range, which is Wei Shaoyong's attitude towards women, and Fu Qingqing has figured out the law for a long time, so he has never touched Wei Shaoyong's high-voltage line.

Sure enough, Fu Qingqing didn't ask any more questions.

She pulled the towel he had thrown away and wrapped it around her. She picked up the suit coat on the sofa and handed it to her.

Wei Shaoyong gave her a deep look: "don't go back at night, just sleep here."

Fu Qingchen said, "if it weren't for you, I would have gone to bed."

Wei Shaoyong can hear her complaining, but this way of complaining is not disgusting. Unlike other brainless women, they have to complain about small things for a long time.

"You should be glad you escaped, or you can't even sleep." Men can't stop being evil sometimes.

All the dissatisfaction in Fu Qingqing's heart dissipated with his words.

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