It was morning, and the autumn sun was a bit dazzling, but the wind was even stronger. Suddenly, it was like a blow. Fu Qinyuan felt that even the sun above his head was a little cold.

He looked at the person in front of him. After a morning of trimming, the red bloodstains in his eyes faded, and he looked calm and gentle.

If it weren't for the morning when he got out of the car, Fu Qinyuan would have never thought of what would happen when he was crazy, and he would have been so unrestrained.

So, this person, don’t do anything to destroy human desires. If it breaks out, it will be quite terrible.

"So..." Fu Qin's original echo, "She said before that she went to the west for research. The love she met in this life is you?"

Fu Yu mentioned that everyone took it for granted that they would be someone they didn’t know. She and Huaisheng knew each other since childhood, so how could a spark suddenly spark?

Huaisheng glanced at him, "I'll look..."

“Not like?”

What does it look like? It doesn’t look like Fu Yu’s love in this life?

Fu Qinyuan wanted to slap your legs. How could you look like her beloved? You, a monk, asked me to link you with love. Do you think it is appropriate?

He cleared his throat and leaned closer to Huaisheng.

"What are you doing?" Huaisheng almost subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

This made Fu Qinyuan feel a little embarrassed, "I won't do anything to you, why are you hiding? I don't believe that you took the initiative between you two?"

Fu Qinyuan still knows what kind of temperament Fu Yu has.

"When she pounces on you, dare you hide? She won't eat you directly?"

Fu Qinyuan leaned closer, "Don't you find ears in the partition wall?"

Huaisheng frowned and did not move.

"Go out for a walk." Fu Qinyuan pointed outside.

Qianjiang frowned slightly. Fu Qinyuan was too familiar with his home. The backyard was left for Fu Xinhan to play with. It was very empty and difficult to hide people. Even if Qianjiang wanted to eavesdrop, he could not find a suitable place to hide.

So he could only be separated by a distance. The autumn wind was a little strong, making the leaves rustle, and he couldn't hear anything.

The two left Yunjin Capital and walked casually. Fu Qinyuan couldn't accept it at this time. Why did these two people...

"…What are you going to do next?"

If you are only in the contact stage, no relationship is confirmed, and no physical contact occurs, everything has room for recovery, and it will be different at this time.

They all lie on the same bed, and their nature has changed.

"I will talk to her later, and I will be responsible."

"Do you like her?" Fu Qinyuan looked at him with a serious expression. "You have the responsibility, it's just what a man should do, but if you don't like it, you will probably not be happy even if you get married. If this is the case, you can't give her happiness."

"like……"

When Fu Qinyuan saw his tone, he took a deep breath. He knew Huaisheng very well and knew that he was basically studying Buddhism except for studying, so he was afraid that he knew nothing about these things.

If it were another man today, he would have hesitated when he asked this question, and he would have punched him long ago.

Calm your breath, "Will you feel happy when you see her?"

"I'm very nervous."

"What are you nervous?"

"She is too brave, I can't stand it."

Fu Qinyuan was stunned, "You can't stand it? So you took the initiative last night? Did you hold it back?"

“Not it.”

The two people looked serious, as if they were discussing Buddhism.

"Then you guys..." Fu Qinyuan coughed, "How was she acting? Did she resist, or..."

"Good."

Fu Qinyuan was stunned. He just wanted to know if Fu Yu liked him very much. As a result, Huaisheng's answer made him unable to follow up and performed well?

He felt that the monk might be driving, but he had no evidence.

Anyway, after some exchanges, 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 other men in the future, do you think it doesn't matter?"

"Why do she want to be with others?" Huaisheng looked at Fu Qinyuan.

"I'm just giving an example. In fact, in love, it's about love. If you don't like her, she will definitely go find someone else's."

Huaisheng didn't say anything, just listened to him for a long time...

It took about half an hour before the two of them walked back.

"The last piece of advice, if your relationship is unstable, it's best not to tell your cousin. You know his temper. If you don't know, just give Fu Yu..." Fu Qinyuan pretended to cough, "I'm afraid you won't be a monk, but you'll be a eunuch."

"Thank you for the reminder."

"I said so much today because of you and I."

"But how could you have so much experience? You and Xingyao have also made it to this point?"

Fu Qinyuan's mouth twitched without making any sound.

I just felt that the autumn wind had opened up in my heart, and the gurgling cold wind was pouring into it, and my body was cold.

I made wedding dresses for someone else when I booked the room last night. It was ridiculous.

"Anyway, I've told you so much, what's going on in the future, come on, I just want to say that if you really focus on Buddha, the so-called responsibility is to talk to her and marry her, it is not necessarily a manifestation of responsibility."

"I know."

...

When the two arrived at the door of the house, they saw a car that did not belong to the Fu family parked outside, and they were afraid that the guests would come.

Recently, many people came to visit Fu Shinan's birthday.

After the two entered the house, they only watched Song Fengwan talking to a graceful woman. She was also a man of twenty-seven or eight, with a straight look, not handsome, but she was also polite.

"This is Qinyuan." The woman smiled.

"Well, is this your Aunt Shen, or..." Song Fengwan briefly introduced that this family was an old friend Fu Shinan met while working outside. This time he went to Beijing, he also attended his birthday party. "This is my son Qinyuan, this is Huaisheng."

After greeting each other, they praised each other for business.

"The Fu family's children are pretty. I met Fu Yu last night." The woman did not hide her love for her. "Last night, our family went to the hotel and discussed it for a long time. Like her mother, she looks so beautiful."

"Yes." Song Fengwan smiled angrily. In addition to coming to celebrate his birthday, the family also came for Fu Yu.

"I think she is working very well now. I like it. Just like my son, his father and I found him a job, and he went out to start a business by himself. Now he has achieved some success..."

Song Fengwan listened carefully and said a few words occasionally.

But Fu Qinyuan resisted Huaisheng and smiled at him in a mysterious way.

I am really afraid of anything I come to, but this rival has come here.

He took the orange and asked the mother and son opposite him. They didn't eat it. He just peeled it and handed it to Huaisheng in half. Seeing that he had eaten it, he asked in a low voice, "What does this orange taste like?"

"acid!"

Song Fengwan frowned. What did these two people say? These are the tribute oranges sent by Jiang Er a few days ago. They are so sweet that they are carefully selected. How could they be sour?

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On the other side, when Fu Yu got up, he felt like he was being run over by a car, sour and painful.

After a night of crazy life, people were in high spirits at that time, and they didn't care about fatigue. She wished she could eat Tang Seng's meat without leaving any left. At this time, the fatigue came and she felt something was wrong.

Moreover, the traces on the neck and concealer foundation cannot cover it.

So shortly after autumn, someone put on a turtleneck sweater.

Fu Sinian works from home today. I was not surprised to see her get up, but...

How to wrap yourself up like a rice dumpling?

Girls love beauty and often show their legs in the middle of winter. They say this is fashion. Fu Si is young and is really not afraid of old cold legs. So now he just cools down and wears a sweater. This is also a fashion that he can't get?

"Dad——" When Fu Yu spoke, his voice was split, so hoarse that he couldn't describe it.

Fu Sinian frowned slightly, "What did you do last night?"

"Singing." Fu Yu coughed, entered the kitchen very calmly, and brewed a glass of honey water. It was so fatal. Why did her voice become like this?

Just like that, that person said last night that her voice sounded nice?

Thinking of yesterday, she blushed.

"It's that girl who is no longer tangling you?"

Fu Yu smiled ambiguously, "Not it, I just haven't sang together for a while."

"You have a bad face and you walk a little..." Fu Sinian stared at her, "The place you went to last time has not yet been better?"

"One thing, by the way, Dad, I want to make a video here. There is a place that has been having problems later. Please help me see it." Fu Yu quickly changed the topic quickly.
To be continued...