Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 172 Rain all night, one kiss, forever.

In the evening, the drizzle stopped, and there was a bright twilight in the west, and the road gradually dried up, leaving only small puddles, and dragonflies flew low.

The air is full of the smell of damp soil, the raindrops fall from the leaves, under the eaves, tick-tock, one by one, children in rain boots, jumping around to avoid puddles, chasing each other, and the gray-haired old man , accompanied by each other through the sunset.

They also went out, Qu Fengchi wanted to eat egg soup, she took him to the market to buy eggs and seaweed.

He put on a sweater and a thin cloth hat for her, and he put on a big fluffy sweater, with soft forehead hair hanging over his eyes, circling around her, unable to walk well.

She is already seven months pregnant, and her mobility is getting more and more inconvenient. She can't even wear her old shoes, and her feet that are one size bigger will become swollen at night.

Holding the computer, Qu Fengchi searched for a lot of soup and boiled it for her. Winter melon soup reduces swelling, goji berry nourishes qi and blood, and more white fungus soup. In the future, the baby will have snow-white skin like his mother...

She always smiled and watched him busy for her. The life of two people is better than the suffering of one person.

With him laughing and making noises by his side, the boring and uncomfortable pregnancy gradually ceased to bother her.

She also wanted to ask him, did he just not return to China, the unfinished filming, the unexpired contract, the expectations of fans, countless people worried about him, what to do, just sit back and ignore it?
But seeing his peaceful and contented appearance, she couldn't ask any more questions, as if he would think she was driving him back like last time in Kangpu.

Qu Fengchi watched her quietly shuttle through the vegetable market run by the Chinese, picking fresh vegetables and fruits. The long cotton skirt under the thin sweater covered her feet. His heart also became soft, she was gentle and demure, just like his little wife.

The vegetable sellers will not be as rude as they used to be when talking to her. No matter how she picks and asks, even if she just bought a few shallots in the end, they are still smiling, and they will be embarrassed to accept her money. .

The basket was gradually full, Qu Fengchi took it and carried it, and went home with her.

He helped her carry the vegetable basket, and she followed him every step of the way. He talked and laughed with her, like the little happiness of every household in this secular world.

Twilight fell, and the setting sun disappeared without a trace. He whispered to her not to step on the puddle, so as not to get her shoes wet. She stepped over awkwardly, her steps were unsteady, and her body was crooked, which scared him so much that he lost his sight. He quickly held her firmly, causing passers-by to look at them and laugh.

He also smiled, smiling like a little fool, Zhang Zhu only took one look, then turned away to cover up.

For some reason, when he used to laugh, he always made her feel very happy and happy, but now when he laughs, her eyes always feel sour for no reason.

When he was about to get home, it suddenly started raining again, Qu Fengchi dragged her to run quickly to the eaves on the side of the road to hide from the rain, but after all, her hair was soaked and the clothes on her shoulders were also wet.

After she was pregnant, her physique deteriorated a lot, and she started sneezing immediately after a little cold, one by one, her nose was reddish, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Qu Fengchi looked at her fixedly, his eyebrows and eyes were dyed tenderly by the light under the rain.

The dim yellow wall lamp in the window enveloped Zhangzhu from behind, and in the dim light, there was a fluffy halo on her black hair, reaching only to the girl on his shoulder, with red eyes, covering her mouth, 'Ah chirp, chirp ' Non-stop, a little embarrassed, but also a little pathetic and cute.

Qu Fengchi suddenly stretched out his arm, so abruptly, but gently hugged her tightly in his arms.

The clear but moist man's breath rushed into his nostrils, and his slightly stubbled chin rubbed against the top of her soft hair, once, once.

"Beads."

"Ah."

"Beads."

"Um……"

He called out, she responded, he kept calling her name, and she kept answering, until finally, she couldn't help but squeezed her fist and hit him, he laughed, his chest was shaking, shaking People's ears are buzzing.

The wind stopped, and the rain stopped, and an old but moving female voice came from the small shop next door, singing slowly.

When/I/was/young
I'd/listen/to/the/radio
I'/t made/me/smile
……

Just/like/before
It's/yesterday/once/more
……

One sound at a time, as if knocking on your heart.

He suddenly lowered his head, his cool lips were about to touch hers, Zhang Zhu was startled, his first thought was to dodge, but the moment the thought came out, she suppressed it by herself.

She didn't move, but her long eyelashes drooped down, covering all the emotions in her eyes.

Qu Fengchi smiled lightly, he raised his hand, rubbed the top of her hair, and kissed her, the first time, and I don't know if it will be the last time.

It's just that that kiss fell on her temple after all.

"The rain has stopped."

After some time, she spoke in a low voice, under the eaves, the sound of rain was ticking, ticking.

The Chinese shop next door picked out a red lantern, and the glowing light warmed the rainy night. He let out a 'huh', wishing it would rain all night.

After the rain, the road was slippery, and he took her by the sleeve and walked slowly home, what a warm word, what a beautiful word.

Home, theirs, home.

It was night, she really started to catch a cold, and in the middle of the night, she had a fever. Because she was pregnant, she didn't dare to take medicine casually, so he had to apply cold compresses to her forehead over and over again to cool her down, and made a thick ginger soup for her to drink hot. Go down, cover the quilt and sweat.

She was so burned that she hugged the quilt and looked at him with big eyes, without blinking.

He was softened by her look, sat down on the chair beside her, held her hand and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)