Sweet Marriage: Hubby, Stop Pampering Me

Although Fu Qingqing is a mistress, she has a clear love and hate. She may not be as good as Xiaojie at cooking, but she still has other advantages!

What's important is that Wei Lingcheng married and wasn't a family nanny. Why must he cook and "fuck" housework!

These can also be learned slowly.

"Mom, stop talking." At this time, Wei Lingcheng came out of the kitchen.

"Lingcheng, you should let your friend go." Zhang Xuan ordered the guests to rain, and his attitude was very tough.

This was something Yu Youran didn't think of. She seemed to have changed.

Yu Youran walked out of Wei Lingcheng's home, and Wei Lingcheng sent her out.

"Yu Ran, my mother's words, don't worry about it. She has been confused recently." Wei Lingcheng said apologetically.

"It's okay, just can you tell me? Why does your mother hate Fu Qingqing so much?"

"Maybe there is no eye, my mother likes girls like Xiaojie."

"But in Wei Lingcheng, the person who married your daughter-in-law is you, not your mother. Of course, your mother's opinion can be considered, but do you have to follow your heart? You and Qingqing were not good before Your mom treats her well and accepts her. You go to the southern town together! "Yu Youran said anxiously.

"It used to be before, but after getting along, I found out that ... it's not suitable ..."

"You personally called Zhang Yunxia and asked Qing Qing's mother to take her home. Do you know how sad Qing Qing is now? When I saw her, my eyes were swollen with tears. The former Fu Qingqing was not like this. She is for you ... "

"Enough! You do n’t want to come in the future anymore. Do n’t presume to her in my face. I could n’t get rid of it before. I made a decision. If you see her, please tell her and forget Weiling City. I ’m not worth it. "

After Wei Lingcheng finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Weiling City ..." Yu Youran shouted, but the people in front didn't look back.

His back, it seemed so haggard and vicissitudes, what the **** happened.

Suddenly, the two of them became like this.

After Yu Youran went back, he told Wei Qingqing what Wei Lingcheng said.

"How could this be true, is he really so unforgiving?" Fu Qingqing looked sad.

She was originally full of hope, waiting for Yu Youran, but the result was still disappointed.

"Qingqing, in fact, your biggest crux is that your mother, Wei Lingcheng, what did you do wrong and offended her?" Yu Youran asked.

On her way back, she had been thinking about it.

"I do n’t know? She saw me very happy before, and she was very kind to me. When she went to the southern town, she also smiled. In short, she was not dissatisfied with me. After coming back, one day, Their mother and son seem to have all changed, and I do n’t know what happened? His mother still angered me and let me go, and then I gave her a few words, and she was angry, that day, Wei Lingcheng Very angry and scolded me ... I still remember that at night, he called my mother and asked my mother to take me away ... Sister-in-law, I really don't know ... wooh woo woo woo woo……"

Fu Qingqing said, crying again.

"You don't know, will your sister-in-law know it? Make your sister-in-law like almighty." Fu Zhongting's voice did not know when it sounded.

Fu Qingqing glanced at him, "It's you, brother, if I weren't worried about you dying, I wouldn't come back to see you, otherwise I wouldn't be like that."

"You posted it yourself, who did you blame?" Fu Zhongting said indifferently.

"You ..." Fu Qingqing was furious.

Yu Youran hurriedly stopped Fu Zhongting, "Well, Qingqing is your sister anyway, can you do that? Also, people were worried about you."

"Humph! Every day I know that my sister-in-law is haunting." Fu Zhongting snorted softly.

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Yu Youran: "..."

Damn, it turns out that this man is for this jealousy!

"Brother, I can see that you don't care what my sister feels except sister-in-law, I hate you."

"Okay, isn't it just a man, or else, I'll tie you back and let you beat you up, so you're discouraged?"

"Go to you, I won't tell you, hum!" Fu Qingqing was confused by Fu Zhongting, and immediately left.

"Fu Zhongting !!!" Yu Youran really didn't know what to do with this man.

Is it fun to be angry with your sister?

"Okay, don't worry about the girl, it's time to rest."

In the bedroom, Yu Youran went to the bathroom to take a shower. When she came out, she found Fu Zhongting calling in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Okay, let's check." Fu Zhongting finished and hung up.

"Fu Zhongting, are you asking Lu Qingyu to investigate Qingqing?" Yu Youran raised an eyebrow.

This man, on the surface, has a face, and it doesn't matter what he looks like. In fact, he is still quite worried about Fu Qingqing.

"Who said it was not there." Fu Zhongting finished, extinguishing the cigarette butts in his hand.

Humph! The dead duck has a hard mouth.

Yu Youran didn't argue with him anymore. If Fu Zhongting got involved, he would definitely find the reason.

At this moment, he suddenly frowned, as if thinking about the same thing.

The deep eyes are even more inscrutable.

"Fu Zhongting, are you thinking about the company? That mysterious person?" Yu Youran asked.

"It's alright, I will deal with this matter." Fu Zhongting raised his eyes and suddenly felt that he should not think at this time.

Then he caught a glimpse of Yu Youran's pink skin around the bath towel. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms at once.

Yu Youran exclaimed, a "sweet" expression on her face, like a blooming peony flower.

"What do you think I do?" Yu Youran asked quietly.

Since the return of Fu Zhongting's disappearance, the feeling between them seems to be stronger than before.

"Baby, you are so beautiful tonight."

Yu Youran: "..." said she seemed not usually pretty.

"Of course, usually pretty, but tonight, it is even more touching."

Yu Youran: "..." This man is a roundworm in her stomach, how do you know everything.

"I've been the president's wife for so long, why is there a shy face, look at this face, red puffing." Fu Zhongting said, scraping her cheek with her hand.

He was only gentle, and his hands were a little rough, for fear of scratching her white and tender skin.

"Go to you, do you think I am as thick as your skin? I am a girl."

"Girls? They are already" women ", and they say that they are girls. They are like girls. You are not ashamed."