Ba Ai Mou Qing

The road was smooth. When the car entered city b, it was only ten o'clock. Tong Qing looked sideways out of the window. It was gray and hazy. The weather forecast said that there was sleet in city b today.

When I got out of the car, I don't know if it was the psychological effect of Tong Qing. I always felt that city b was much colder than city t. The cold wind was blowing on my body and it could be cold to the bones of people.

Feng Jincheng did not take her back to the apartment in the city, but directly came to the suburban villa. The villa is not too big, and the outer edge of gray and white is quite plain.

When they first got married, they lived here. At that time, she felt really big, because she was alone from morning to night. She likes to shrink at the corner of the second-floor window because there is a driveway outside the villa. No matter how late, Feng Jincheng came back, she could see him for the first time, she was so stupid at that time, and she was not much smart now.

Xiao Xue has been awakened by Yun Qing, afraid that she fell asleep and rushed into the wind. Feng Jincheng held her child and carried her luggage. She glanced at her gently and said, "The apartment in the urban area is being renovated. Ye China There are too many acquaintances in the house next to you. After a while, where do you want to live, we will move there again. The villa is large, with a solarium, and there is more room for children to move ... "

These are the words that Feng Jincheng has long thought about. Although it makes sense, it is not his purpose. When Feng Jincheng begged his old husband, he knew that no matter how stubborn he was, he would come back with him. Speaking, they The father and daughter are not too close, but Kuang Qing has a fatal weakness, that is, she is soft-hearted, and especially for those who are connected to her bloodline, she cannot refuse.

Moreover, Lao Zhangren is in such a state. Feng Jincheng is determined that Qi Qing will not refuse. This is also a devious way he thought about for a few days. He said ruthlessly, after all, he did not want to really divorce, so he moved out. Laozhangren is the most useful method, and at the same time, they have found the most appropriate step for them.

When he came back to live in the villa, Feng Jincheng wanted to spend time alone. He didn't want to be disturbed by others until he got the daughter-in-law. As for the child, his parents knew they had a child, and they didn't sleep these days. Well, it wasn't because he was blocking it. He had already gone to pick up his granddaughter in city T.

Therefore, if he expected something good, parents would come over soon, and, when seeing such a lovely granddaughter, the old couple must be reluctant to let go, and they must get back to Feng's house and wait like a little princess.

His mother especially likes girls. He usually sees Xiaojuan from Zuo Hong's family. Rarely, he can't wait to bring him back to his family to support him. Not to mention his granddaughter at this moment. Although Feng Jincheng hasn't figured out the fundamental problem between himself and Yun Qing? But he had to find it out, he had to find it out.

Tong Qing didn't know Feng Jincheng's calculations, but she had some resistance to the villa's instincts. After a year of marriage, she spent all the cold time in the past. If the two were still sweet, At this stage, almost all of the apartments in the urban area have little space and do not look as empty as here. In fact, Tong Qing also knows that it may not be a problem of local size, but her heart is in space.

The house has been redecorated. It is full of styles that Qing Qing likes. She likes things related to warmth, colors, styles, and even seasons. She likes spring and summer, hates autumn and winter. She always feels that autumn is cold and winter is cold. , But he just likes a cold man like Fengfeng Jincheng, it is really contradictory to think of it.

And Feng Jincheng is just the opposite of her. He likes cold-toned things. No matter what, he likes simple and textured. He just married her such a textureless wife.

It can be seen that the house has been redecorated for a while, not in a couple of days. The white sofa was replaced with a light beige in the past, reflecting the light outside the window, and a touch of warmth was placed on the crystal coffee table. With a beautifully shaped glass vase, champagne roses are staggered in it, and the buds are about to be placed, as if they are carrying crystal dew, which makes people feel better.

Feng Jincheng gave her a glance at him, and he was inexplicable in his heart. The villa was renovated after one year left by Qing Qing, and he lived here at that time. Even in midsummer, he felt cold. He knew Qing Qing's preferences, although She rarely said anything in front of him, but some of her little things revealed her preferences and character exceptionally clearly.

At first he didn't care. When he cared, she was gone. Feng Jincheng feels that the two of them are just like those dog-blood dramas performed on television. They always misunderstand them. What annoys him most is that until now, he knew nothing about the misunderstanding between the two.

Even if she had lived in this place for more than half a year and returned to this place, Tong Qing was still a little uncomfortable, but Xiaoxue obviously liked it very much. As soon as she entered, she waved her little arm and shouted, "Go ... Go ... The small body desperately twisted in Feng Jincheng's arms, and Feng Jincheng had to put the little girl down.

As soon as the two feet touched the ground, the little girl ran around happily. Touching it here and looking over there, I quickly found that the stairs are a fun place. It must be difficult to walk, but I got up quite quickly. Climbed to the second floor.

The second floor is the bedroom, covered with long-haired carpets. It was very soft when she stepped on it. The little girl didn't want to come down. She left Feng Jincheng and Tong Qing downstairs.

Su Qing suddenly found that she was awkward with Feng Jincheng alone. The awkwardness that quickly grew up made her feel like a pin. However, she did not awkward for a few minutes, and the doorbell rang.

Feng Jincheng glanced at her slightly and looked down at his watch: "It's probably the parents came ..."

Tong Qing was a bit surprised, and she did n’t expect to face her in-laws so quickly. In her marriage life this year, the most worthy of her gratitude was the exceptionally rational father-in-law. Although she is high, her father-in-law is very kind. The elders, of course, still have the serious attitude of staying high for a long time, but from his words and manners, Tong Qing can realize the kind of concern for the younger generation.

Her mother-in-law was also very forgiving. She never spoke softly to her, and was very kind. Therefore, she had an unforgivable guilt to her in-laws.

Looking at the second elder who came in from the stone road in the small garden outside, Tong Qing was a little helpless. Xiaoxue did not know when it had ended the adventure upstairs, and climbed down the stairs, and saw that someone was coming. Holding her legs, hiding behind her, she only protruded a small head, blinked and stared at the second home.

Feng Jincheng had a good look. The second old Feng Jia entered the door, and his eyes did not move. He stared at Xiao Xue hiding behind Qing Qing straight, and his eyes glowed.

Feng Jincheng knows this feeling personally. When he first met his daughter, he was touched with sourness and pride mixed with sweet taste. It is difficult to describe in words. This little body inherited his Blood veins, the nature of the blood veins, made him not always fond of children, and he was instantly fascinated, not to mention his parents?

"Xiao Xue! I'm grandma, come, come, let grandma hug ..." Mrs. Feng's voice shuddered a little, making Gui Qing's guilt explode in an instant, crouching, and touching her daughter's Face: "Xiao Xue, this is grandma, called grandma."

The little girl blinked and twisted for a while. The little mouth told the face a vague milk word, and the man also moved forward a few steps. The appearance of that little pleasant person made the mother rare. What to do: "Laofeng, Laofeng you, my granddaughter looks like Jincheng as a child, it was made by a mold ..."

Feng Jincheng couldn't help smiling, but his eyes fell on Yun Qing. He couldn't help but feel a little softer. He could see that she was nervous. Feng Jincheng felt that it was completely unnecessary. Their family never had any problems with their mother-in-law. The problem is the two of them ...

Feng Jia Er stayed for a while. When he left, he took away the snow that was playing with his grandfather. At noon, the big villa was left with Qing Qing and Feng Jincheng. Hair is dull, don't know what to say? doing what?

Feng Jincheng sighed softly, came over to sit next to her, stretched her hands over her shoulders: "Daughter, don't toss, let's live well!"

Spitting it out of Feng Jincheng's mouth in this way made Tong Qing somewhat surprised. He couldn't help but lifted his eyes, facing his burning eyes, and the tide of dark eyes swept through him. Qing Mingding ...

When Feng Jincheng held her lips, and her domineering tongue intruded into her mouth, she discovered that she fell so fast that she didn't even struggle a little bit. She loved this man for about a long time Love him as if it has become a habit, and when he touched her, the long-lost throbbing, which was struggling to hide in her heart, like spring buds emerging from the ground, emerged layer after layer ...

Feng Jincheng had a deep depression in her heart. The kiss was not gentle, unusually hard, and even a bit severe ... He clasped her back, her lips were punishing, and she kissed her deeply and deeply. Throat ... stop it, grind, press, pull ...

Wu Qing couldn't resist at all. Since the wedding day, the two haven't matched each other in this respect. As long as he wants, he can't refuse. The shirt brings convenience. Feng Jincheng pulled it gently, and the front button fell on. On the floor, the sofa was carpeted, and the buttons fell silently on it ...

The two fell on the sofa, and Feng Jincheng's lips slipped from the corners of Li Qing's lips, wet with a strong kiss, behind her ears along the corner of the lips, biting, licking, gently, and slightly Breathing heat, spraying behind Qing Qing's sensitive ears, made her tremble involuntarily ...

And Feng Jincheng's hands have easily separated her tight legs, and probed into the middle of the woolen skirt ...

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