Chapter 172 Warmth (two more)

   "Madam, can you tell me now, what did you do today?" When he returned home, he waited until Xu Shaoming had retreated and Fu Fengcheng asked.

   Leng Sa rolled his pillow on the bed, "Want to know? Please."

   "..." Fu Fengcheng was speechless.

  After a while, Fu Fengcheng said, "Do you think this kind of thing is difficult to check? Or do you think that Madam will just forget it?"

  Leng Sa sat up, yawned a little lazily, "It's nothing, teach your brother to play games."

  "For example?"

   said coldly: "He can't think about jumping off the building. I am worried that you will lose your brother's heartache, so I tied him up, lest he really jumped down with excitement."

   Fu Fengcheng nodded slowly, "Understood."

   Lengsa smiled, "I know it's easy for young and old to understand, it's a very simple thing in the first place."

  Fu Fengcheng looked at her, “Climbing the seven-story building in this costume, Madam has worked hard.”

   Lengsa lightly snorted proudly, “It’s good to know that I’ve worked hard. I’ll take a rest when I’m tired, so let’s go back and rest.”

  Of course, Fu Fengcheng did not move, "This is my room."

   said coldly: "I'm still angry." Is the hatred of ruining clothes so easy to end?

  Fu Fengcheng looked at her for a long time before saying: "If you get too angry, you will get wrinkles."

   "..." Leng Sa was silent for a long time, then suddenly picked up the pillow in his arms and smashed it over, "Fu Fengcheng, you die for me!"

   Fu Fengcheng caught the pillow that was thrown at him with one hand, and looked at Leng Sa who was sitting on the bed calmly.

  Leng Sa felt that he wanted to run away in minutes, fell into the bed holding the quilt in despair and screamed, "Ahhhh! Fu Fengcheng, I will kill you sooner or later!"

  "Do you want to sleep in this suit?" Fu Fengcheng asked calmly.

   Leng Sha moved his arm, only to remember that he hadn't changed his clothes when he came back.

  It’s too uncomfortable to do things like sleeping in a dress.

   Jumped up from the bed, Leng Sa lightly hummed and glanced sideways. Fu Fengcheng turned around and went to the bathroom to wash.

  In the bedroom behind him, Fu Fengcheng looked at her still angrily back, and couldn't help sighing softly. Uncommonly, a look of confusion and distress appeared on his handsome face.

  When Leng Sa changed into a pajamas and came out of the bathroom, Fu Fengcheng had already sat on the bed.

  "..." Lord Leng was instantly out of shape with anger.

   "Fu Fengcheng, I want to live with you!" Leng Sa gritted his teeth.

   Fu Fengcheng said calmly: "This is my room."

   Leng Sa coldly snorted, "The big deal, I live in the study room!"

  "Your clothes and jewelry..."

   "I move away!" Never put up with this kind of dog man again!

   "..." Fu Fengcheng sighed helplessly, "What the **** are you mad about? Just because a piece of clothing is worth your madness for so long?"

  "Is this a problem with a piece of clothing?" Leng Sa glared at him, but Fu Dashao only seemed to ask him sincerely, "Otherwise?"

  He just broke one piece of clothing. If needed, he can buy another 100 pieces for her.

  So what's the point to be angry about this kind of thing?

   coldly said: "What clothes to wear is my freedom. You can express opinions and suggestions, but it is my business to listen or not. You can't use despicable means to destroy my things in order to achieve your goals. Understand?"

  Fu Fengcheng was silent, and sneered coldly, "Since you can interfere with my affairs, does it mean that I can also interfere with your affairs?"

   Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Naturally." He can still understand the fairness principle, but Fu Dashao generally does not think that everyone has the qualifications to be treated fairly.

  Of course Leng Sa is obviously an exception.

"Very good." Leng Sa nodded in satisfaction: "I think Yongcheng is too dangerous, and it's too tired to fight with your mother. Tomorrow we will leave Yongcheng to find a small island abroad to take care of one dragon, you and me Go. Don't contact anyone in the country!"

  Fu Fengcheng said: "This is not the same thing." A piece of clothing is the same thing as the Fu family or the future life... Is it the same thing?

Leng Sa threw him a nasty smile, "I think this is a thing. You broke my things, but I invited you to relax and recuperate with \'facing the sea and blooming in spring\', you still What's unsatisfactory?"

  "……"

   "Besides, I don't even agree to such trivial things, and want to take care of my big things?"

  "A big event?" Fu Fengcheng was puzzled.

   said coldly: "Isn’t dressing and eating the most important thing in life? It’s much more important than your **** and trouble? Otherwise, you have the ability to go out and run naked (crab) tomorrow."

   "Unreasonable to make trouble." Fu Fengcheng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. It was rare to find that talking to a person was so hard.

   "I am willing." Leng Sa said.

  Fu Fengcheng was silent for a long time, and finally he said, "I don't care what you wear in the future, can you?" Fu Fengcheng suddenly understood what Xiao Yiran once said-a man and a woman are never quarrelsome.

  Xiao Yiran has a lot of nonsense everyday, but occasionally there is less nonsense.

Huh?

  Leng Sa raised his eyes and looked at Fu Fengcheng, who was sitting on the bed with a solemn expression, and his mood instantly improved.

  She actually didn't care whether Fu Fengcheng agreed or disagreed, and whether Fu Fengcheng agreed or opposed it had little effect on what she was wearing.

  But it makes sense for Fu Fengcheng to admit defeat.

   "Really?" Leng Sa looked at him suspiciously.

  Fu Fengcheng nodded with a sullen face. It is normal to wear clothes coldly, and occasionally banquets and the like are not a big deal.

  Fu Dad rarely has a way to solve this kind of thing, but it is obviously unwise to go head-to-head.

   "Can I sleep now?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

  Lengsa doesn't care about him when he is in a good mood, and prepares to go to bed happily. Fu Fengcheng stretched his hand to stop her neck, and Leng Sa couldn't lie down immediately.

   "Hair is still dry, dry it before going to sleep." Fu Fengcheng frowned.

  Lengsa’s hair is very long, but she hasn’t patiently dried it yet. It’s summer and her health is good, so she ran out when she was half dry.

  "It will be done in a while." Leng Sa said.

  "Go get the towel." Fu Fengcheng frowned.

   Leng Sa rolled his eyes, silently slandering him that a big man is more turbulent than hers and a woman. You need to care about your clothes and your hair!

   took a dry towel out of the bathroom, and Leng Sa walked out while wiping her hair, "I still think short hair is better."

  It's like Fu Fengcheng, just wipe it twice and do it for a while. If this is true in summer, winter is even more beneficial.

  Fu Dashao has experience and personality far better than ordinary people, but he has not evolved an aesthetic ability that transcends the times in this era.

   reached out to Leng Sa, Leng Sa looked at him suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

"Give me."

  Leng Sa looked down at the towel in his hand before realizing it, and shook his towel to ask. Fu Fengcheng didn't answer, he stretched out his hand, took the towel in Leng Sa's hand, and took her to sit down.

Leng Sa felt flattered when he realized that Fu Fengcheng was actually wiping his hair.

  It’s not that this thing that Fu Fengcheng did is so touching. It’s really that this dog man is too indifferent. Is it rare to do a human thing that can’t be touched?

  Long and slender fingers are flowing between the hair, and the hair is wrapped in a towel and rubbed gently, making Leng Sa feel drowsy comfortably.

  All day long, attending classes, attending parties, and doing physical work in formal dresses and high heels. In addition, I don’t know why I didn’t sleep well last night. Leng Sa is indeed a little tired today.

   Yawned a few times one after another, Leng Sa stopped struggling and simply closed his eyes and let him fiddle with his head, and the whole person fell into a state of half asleep and half awake.

  Fu Fengcheng's hand wiping his long hair paused slightly. It was the first time that he was not very proficient in doing this kind of thing, and he didn't even know why he did it.

  But the sensation of touching the hair with his fingers softened his stern face involuntarily.

  Fu Fengcheng has only been in his life for more than 20 years, and what he touched is always something cold and hard.

  For example, pen and ink, such as knives, such as firearms.

  The most warmth is probably the temperature when the fist hits the opponent's body when you fight to the death and the temperature of the enemy's blood splashing on your skin.

  But at that time, both the opponent and he were cold and violent, and only wanted to defeat the opponent as quickly as possible, and no one would feel that this process would have the slightest warmth and softness.

   "That's right... the photo thing..." Half asleep and half awake, Leng Sa seemed to suddenly remember something vaguely.

   "I will let Shaoming get it back, don't worry." Fu Fengcheng said.

   Raised his eyelids coldly, "No worries... your brother is too stupid, I think... you better not focus on him."

   "He has never been the point." Fu Fengcheng said while wiping his hair carefully.

  "Um...Yes, you ignored him. Just...this kid is annoying, don't worry, I have helped you educate him, and he will definitely...be a good brother obediently."

   Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "What if he is disobedient?"

   Leng Sa lightly snorted, "Master Leng still has a hundred ways to teach him. There is no such thing as a boy who is not good at teaching him."

   "He is older than you, so you don't have to worry about him." Fu Fengcheng calmly said, "And..."

"Um?"

  "Who is Lord Leng? Who taught you this?" Fu Fengcheng asked suddenly.

  "...ZZZ..."

   Looking down at the cold Sa that had slipped into his arms and fell asleep very sweetly, Fu Fengcheng sighed imperceptibly.

  Wait until Leng Sa's long hair was dry, Fu Fengcheng adjusted her sleeping position to a comfortable position and lay down.

  Looking at the sleeping face lying beside him, Fu Fengcheng thought for a while and stretched out his hand to bring her to his side, before reaching out and turning off the bedside lamp.

  I don’t know how long it took, Leng Sa, who was lying in Fu Fengcheng’s arms in the gloomy room, turned over and slowly opened her shiny eyes.

  Besides, she feels very comfortable with the slightly warm temperature that she has been used to these days. She blinked in the night and then went back to sleep with satisfaction.

   Help her to wipe her hair and want to explore her bottom line?

  I think too much.

  (End of this chapter)