Fu Cheng paused when he heard this, his lips pursed into a cold straight line. He said, “It’s a casual thing.”
Then, the man looked at her with a slightly deep meaning: “What’s wrong, don’t you want to see me?”
Song Shengsheng is a lazy person, and she is too lazy to do anything she can do at home.
When washing dishes and laundry, she always feels hurting her hands.
In the two years since I got married, Fu Cheng had many tasks and sometimes he was busy with training and didn’t have time to come back at noon.
When the night was over, she could hear her murmur and complain in a coquettish voice: “I was burning the lunch box with hot water and was accidentally scalded by the coal stove and stabbed to death.”
Then she blinked her eyes and asked him, “Why didn’t you come back at noon? Are you really that busy? My hands were burned and I had water.”
Fu Cheng basically refused to let her do this kind of work since that day.
It was too late at noon, so she asked her to keep the lunch box and wait until he comes back to wash it.
Song Shengsheng was even more depressed by Fu Cheng’s sudden questioning. Anyway, she was not at all good in his eyes.
No matter what, it seems that she is not at ease.
Song Shengsheng looked down and didn’t look at him: “No, I’m afraid you will have trouble.”
He was kind to her.
She also treated him politely.
Fu Cheng looked at her head. She was dressing casually at home, wearing a cotton-white top and a skirt she made herself.
The skirt pinchs the waist, showing off her figure.
My hair was tied into a lazy braid, and I laid on my chest, with a few strands of soft hair falling.
Looks so well-behaved and beautiful, but speaks so heartbreaking.
Fu Cheng smiled, very cold, and said, “Why weren’t you afraid of me in trouble before? Now I feel sorry for someone.”
If you listen carefully, you can actually hear the chilling sharpness in the man’s words.
After Fu Cheng finished speaking, he picked up the uniform coat on the back of the chair and looked at her again. Under his black pupils, there seemed to be a love-hate intertwining that no one had noticed.
He said, “Song Shengsheng, if you want to lie, just lie for a longer time. Don’t be patient when you do anything.”
Fu Cheng returned to the army.
Song Shengsheng realized that the door was closed and he left.
She returned to the bedroom, took out the shirt from the closet, and went to Aunt Liu’s house next door.
Aunt Liu was surprised when she saw her.
Song Shengsheng rarely comes to the door. Aunt Liu wiped his wet hands and asked, “Shengsheng, what happened?”
Song Shengsheng handed over the neatly folded shirt: “Aunt Liu, I made a piece of clothes two days ago. Your family should be able to wear them when they see you.. “
Aunt Liu touched the material of the clothes, “It would be a waste to give such a good material to him, so it would be better to wear it for your leader Fu. “
Song Shengsheng hummed in his heart. Fu Cheng didn’t appreciate it at all. He was kind enough to give it to him. “Aunt Liu, I told you not to dislike you. I originally planned to make it for him, but he tried it, but it didn’t fit. It would be a waste if he couldn’t wear it and put it there, so he would give it to Jianhua. “
Aunt Liu felt relieved when she heard this, and she couldn’t help but be happy. This material was rare.
She used to be hard to buy when she went to a state-owned shopping mall!
“Then I’m not polite, thank you very much. “
Aunt Liu turned home and brought her some fruits and fruits planted in her yard. He felt that Shengsheng was becoming more and more pleasing now.
She looked delicate and had a sweet mouth.
Aunt Liu felt that as long as she was willing to stay and live a good life, this Captain Fu would not lose at all!
Song Shengsheng also felt a little distressed when she sent her shirt.
After all, she didn’t want to use this piece of cloth for several pieces of cloth tickets.
Aunt Liu’s youngest son is twenty years old this year, 1.8 meters tall and very fair-looking.
He put on his clothes and went out that afternoon.