President Fu's new wife

Chapter 349 The little wife is domineering (3)
And besides his own mother, no one would dare to attack her so casually.

She looked up at him: "One more thing is worse than one less thing, and it's a misunderstanding, I've explained it clearly."

It's not the first time anyway.

Fortunately, she is a junior.

He suddenly looked out of the window helplessly, seeing snowflakes drifting outside the window again, he moved his hands away from her face, then continued to put her feet in his clothes, and the car started.

Come back home!

Xiao You's car was still there listening.

Every time Fu Zhi wanted to take her away, she would leave without looking back.

Later she leaned on his shoulder, feeling warm.

It's just that the feet are still numb, and there are tears streaming out quietly. It feels like the skin on the face has encountered heat in the cold ice, so hot and dry, so hot, as if it is about to crack.

But—she was quiet.

When he got home, he covered her with his clothes, saw her red eyes and kissed her on the forehead: "Let's go home!"

She smiled, and he carried her out of the car, then walked to the door.

There is no warmth of home anywhere.

He gently put her down on the big bed: "I'll go and put hot water on your feet to burn your feet, otherwise you won't have to walk tomorrow!"

When she saw him go to fetch the water, she couldn't help feeling warm in her eyes. She looked at her already red feet, and then gently stroked them with both hands.

When she first got into the car, she felt that she was frozen from the knee down, and she would break at any moment.

It's still numb now, but it's not as sad as before.

Her eyes couldn't help looking at the table on the bedside table, and the pair of Bi people made her heart feel a layer of mist all of a sudden.

Gradually no longer cold.

In this world, would there be another man covering his cold feet?
She knew that no one else would subconsciously do that again.

As long as he is real, what if others are fake?

As long as he stands by her side, so what if other people make trouble?
What's more, He Yue's slapping her today also surprised her, otherwise, how could she let someone slap her casually.

Since she was a child, she has never been beaten at home. Although she has been bullied outside, she is outside after all, and after that, almost no one bullies her.

A girl who grew up like a self-improving princess.

It's okay to be taught a lesson at her in-law's house, but she's not the kind of person who won't fight back when it comes to fighting.

Fu Zhi took an ice pack from the refrigerator: "Apply it to your face!"

She took it obediently and placed it gently on her face.

In fact, the feet are also hot.

"Why are you barefoot?"

She laughed: "I seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit and ran to the river. After a while, I heard the ice moving. I wanted to run back, but the heels of my high-heeled shoes were too sharp, so I took off my shoes."

His hand in the water gently touched her feet, and the movement of his hand froze after hearing this sentence. "You want a pair of children to lose their mother before they are one year old?"

She immediately sullenly didn't dare to smile, but looked at his serious look: "I'm doing well!"

He stood up, she raised her eyes, and looked at him with a disturbed look: "Do you believe that after you die, I will immediately marry a hundred women and come back to be stepmothers for my son and daughter?"

He is so serious.

The expression on his face seemed to be mad.

But she couldn't help laughing, and reminded: "Mr. Fu, our country's law stipulates monogamy. It may be difficult for you to marry a hundred!"

His thick eyebrows were frowned, and he had nothing to say to this woman.

There was warmth in the breath in the bedroom.

Later, he put a layer of ointment on her feet that he asked the doctor to come, otherwise he was worried that her feet would look different tomorrow.

Then covered with two quilts, wrapped two people.

Xiao Xing couldn't help but worry and said, "Will this make you hot?"

He smiled and kissed her cheek lightly: "No, it doesn't matter even if you do."

She laughed, but wept: "It's so warm!"

He raised his head and gently pressed her under him: Is that so?

"Ok!"

He kissed her forehead and asked, and she agreed, shy and afraid to look at him.

But he smiled lightly, and then cupped her face: "Then continue!"

So he kissed her cold skin all at once.

Through the dim light, I could see the finger prints on her face, as well as the dried red spots, which seemed to be dyed red.

It was beautiful, but it hurt his heart very much.

So he couldn't help but kissed her nose tip down, kissed her lips, and then started to kiss her like crazy: "Xiao Xing, is it my fault? I didn't protect you well."

She laughed and said softly, "It's just an accident."

It was an accident, a thrilling accident.

"Stop arguing with my mother. I've already suffered the beating. She heard people say that I was entangled with other men, so she beat me so angrily. And later I also rehabilitated myself. I even contradicted her very unfilially. She will use the evidence to tell me those things in the future, let's let this matter go, okay?"

She hugged him gently, and with his temperament, he would definitely go to He Yue to settle accounts by tomorrow morning at the latest.

But they are mother and son, so it's better not to tear their face apart.

They have taken the children out of the old house, and they have shown the elders a big face, and they can't go too far.

But he held the back of her head and pressed her into his arms: "Fool, you only need to think about sticking to me all day, and leave the rest to me."

Her heart was soft, and she couldn't help sneering: "If I only know that I stick to you every day, you must be bored to death!"

He hugged her even tighter: "No!"

He was so serious, so serious that she couldn't say anything else.

I had no choice but to lean quietly in his arms, feeling his warmth, and wanted to ask for more warmth.

I'm afraid that in this world, there will no longer be a woman who can bother him.

She was still sleeping soundly in the morning, but his car had already heard the Fu family's old house.

Although he promised her not to pick right and wrong, he has his own ideas.

The weather was so gloomy that it seemed that there was going to be another heavy snowfall. He got out of the car and slammed the door very handsomely.

Ying Ting's figure is always tall and straight, striding towards the door.

He Yue had been staring at the kitchen early on, as if this was the only thing she would do after the child left.

The home is not as lively as it used to be, it is very deserted.

When he entered the house, the cleaning servant immediately greeted him: "The young master is back!"

(End of this chapter)