Chapter 1543: the little third master is very aggrieved, did the monk eat vinegar?

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it was morning, and the autumn sun was a little glaring, but the wind was even stronger. fu qinyuan felt a little cold, even though the sun was s.h.i.+ning above his head.

he looked at the person in front of him. after a morning of rest, the red blood vessels in her eyes had faded, and she looked calm again.

!!

if it wasnt for the fact that he had b.u.mped into him when he got out of the car this morning, fu qinyuan would never have imagined what he was like when he was crazy, to think that he would have such a wild side.

this was why people shouldnt do things like killing desire. if they exploded, it would be quite terrifying.

so fu qinyuans forehead twitched. youre the love of her life she met when she said she was going to the west for research?

at that time, when fu yu mentioned it, everyone thought that she would be someone they didnt know. she and huaisheng had known each other since they were young, so how could they suddenly have a spark?

huaisheng glanced at him. ill watch

dont look like it?

not like what? not like fu yus love of this life?

fu qinyuan wanted to slap his thigh in anger. how did you look like her true love? youre a monk, do you think its appropriate for me to link you to love?

he cleared his throat and moved closer to huai sheng.

what are you doing? huai sheng almost subconsciously dodged.

this made fu qinyuan feel a little awkward. im not going to do anything to you, why are you hiding? i dont believe that youre the one who took the initiative.

fu qinyuan knew fu yus temperament very well.

when she pounced on you, you dared to dodge? wont she just eat you up?

fu qinyuan inched closer to her. dont you realize that the walls have ears?

huai sheng frowned and did not move.

lets go out for a walk. fu qinyuan pointed outside.

qian jiang frowned slightly. fu qinyuan was too familiar with his home. the backyard was left for fu xinhan to run around and play in the past. it was very s.p.a.cious and not easy to hide. even if qian jiang wanted to eavesdrop, he couldnt find a suitable place to hide.

therefore, he could only keep a distance. the autumn wind was a little strong, and the leaves rustled, so he couldnt hear anything.

the two of them left yunjin city and walked around casually. fu qinyuan still couldnt accept it, how did these two

what are you going to do next?

if they were only in the stage of physical contact and had not confirmed their relations.h.i.+p, there was still room for redemption. however, it was different now.

theyd already laid on the same bed, so the nature of their relations.h.i.+p had changed.

ill talk to her later. ill take responsibility.

do you like her? fu qinyuan looked at him with a serious expression. youre responsible, thats what a man should do. but if you dont like her, you wont be happy even if you get married. if thats the case, you cant give her happiness.

i like

fu qinyuan took a deep breath when he heard his tone. he knew huaisheng very well and knew that he was basically studying buddhism other than studying. he was afraid that he knew nothing about these things.

if it was any other man today, he would have punched him in the face if he had hesitated when he asked this question.

calming his breathing, he asked, do you feel happy when you see her?

im very nervous.

why are you so nervous?

shes too bold, i cant handle her.

fu qinyuan was stunned. you cant handle it? so you took the initiative last night? are you holding back too much?

not really,

the two of them looked serious, as if they were discussing buddhism.

then, last night fu qinyuan coughed. how did she perform? did you resist, or

its good,

fu qinyuan was stunned. he just wanted to know if fu yu liked him very much, but huaishengs answer made him speechless.

he felt that the monk might have been driving, but he had no evidence.

after some interaction, fu qinyuan came to a conclusion: fu yu should like her very much, but this monk was a little slow.

if fu yu is with another man in the future, will you also feel indifferent?

why does she want to be with someone else? huai sheng looked at fu qinyuan.

im just making an a.n.a.logy. actually, dating is about mutual love. if you dont like her, shell definitely find someone else.

huaisheng did not speak and only listened to him for a long time

about half an hour later, the two of them returned.

one last piece of advice, if your relations.h.i.+p isnt stable, youd better not tell your cousin. you know his temper, he would fu qinyuan pretended to cough. im afraid youll become a eunuch instead of a monk.

thanks for the reminder.

im only saying so much today because its you.

but how do you have so much experience? you and xingyao have also progressed to this stage?

fu qinyuans mouth twitched, but he did not say anything.

he felt as if the autumn wind had opened a hole in his heart. the cold wind gushed in, and his body was cold.

the room she had booked last night had ended up as someone elses wedding dress. it was ridiculous.

ive already told you so much. whatever happens in the future, youll have to do your best. i just want to say that if youre really devoted to buddhism, the so-called responsibility is to be honest with her. marrying her doesnt necessarily mean that youre responsible.

i know,

when the two of them arrived at the entrance of the house, they saw a car that did not belong to the fu family parked outside. they were afraid that there were guests.

recently, many people had come to visit fu s.h.i.+nan because of his birthday.

after the two entered the house, they saw song fengwan talking to a gracefully dressed woman. beside her was a man in his late twenties. he had a straight gaze and although he wasnt considered handsome, he was still very good-looking.

this is qinyuan, right? the woman said with a smile.

yes, this is your auntie shen, or song fengwan made a simple introduction. this was an old friend of fu s.h.i.+nans from when he was working overseas. they were in the capital to attend his birthday party. this is my son, qin yuan, and this is huaisheng.

after greeting each other, they started praising each other.

the fu familys children are so good-looking. i even saw fu yu last night. the woman didnt hide her fondness for her at all. last night, when we arrived at the hotel, we even discussed it for a long time. shes as beautiful as her mother.

yes. song fengwan laughed mockingly. this family was not only here to celebrate the birthday, but they were also here for fu yu.

i think shes doing quite well now. she likes it. just like my son, his father and i found a job for him, and he started his own business. hes pretty successful now

song fengwan listened attentively, occasionally saying a few words.

fu qinyuan, on the other hand, stopped huaisheng and gave him an enigmatic smile.

what im afraid of really happens. even my love rival is here.

he took the orange and asked the mother and son opposite him. they didnt want to eat it, so he peeled one and broke it in half for huaisheng. seeing that he had eaten it, he asked in a low voice, what does this orange taste like?

sour!

song fengwan furrowed her brows. what were these two people talking about? these were the tribute oranges that jiang er had sent over a few days ago. they were so sweet that it was sickening. each one was carefully selected, how could they be sour?

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on the other side, in the software garden, when fu yu got up, she felt as if she had been run over by a car, sore and painful.

after a crazy night, she was high and didnt care about fatigue. she wanted to eat every piece of monk tangs meat. now that the fatigue hit her, she felt that something was wrong.

not even concealer could cover up the marks on her neck.

so, not long after autumn, a certain someone put on a turtleneck sweater.

fu sinian was working from home today and was not surprised to see her wake up, but

why did she wrap herself up like a rice dumpling?

girls loved to look pretty and often showed their legs in the middle of winter. they said that this was fas.h.i.+on, but fu sinian scoffed lightly and was not afraid of getting a cold leg. so now that the weather had turned cold, he was wearing a sweater. was this a fas.h.i.+on that he could not get?

daddy, daddy, daddy! fu yus voice was hoa.r.s.e when she opened her mouth.

fu sinian furrowed his brows slightly. what did you do last night?

im singing. fu yu coughed and went into the kitchen calmly. she made a cup of honey water. why did her voice become like this?

that person even said that her voice was nice last night?

she blushed as she thought about what happened yesterday.

is it that girl nuo nuo whos bothering you again?

fu yu smiled ambiguously. no, its just that we havent sung together for a while.

you dont look too good, and the way you walk is a little fu sinian stared at her. the place you slipped to the last time is still not ready?

a little. oh right, dad, im going to make a video. theres a problem with the post-production, can you help me take a look? fu yu quickly changed the topic.

when fu sinian was working, he was focused and serious. fu yu sat next to him, looking at her phone.

[ im awake. ]

[ lets have dinner together tonight. ill pick you up. i have something to say to you. ]

at this moment, the computer was playing a video. before the video loaded, the computer screen went black for two seconds, and a certain persons silly face was reflected.

what are you laughing at? fu sinian tilted his head and looked at her.

dad, youre amazing. ive been working on this for two days and i still havent finished it, but you did it in a short time! fu yu smiled brightly.

fu sinian did not say anything. he felt a little happy to be admired and praised by his daughter, but he did not show any shock on his face.