Le Xiangwan hurried in Fu Sui's arms, and was so upset by his words that he blushed.

Not to mention, this is so exciting. At least, she was moved.

Fang Qing knocked on the door and came in with two cups of tea. What he saw was Le Xiangwan sitting on the carpet and tidying up his clothes. His little face turned red. He wanted to see but didn't dare to look at it, so he could only secretly look at Fu Sui's appearance.

There was also Fu Sui leaning against the edge of the table filled with star lamps from Le Xiangwan, smiling at the corner of her lips, and her eyes fell on the back of her head with a gentle and doting look.

As a person who has experienced it, she could really guess what had happened in this room just now.

Fearing that his daughter was embarrassed, Fang Qing didn't say much, just put down two glasses filled with tea. While greeting Fu Sui to drink tea, he looked at Le Xiangwan.

"Miaomiao, mom has sorted out all the clothes you like and often wear, and put them in the cloakroom. Do you need your mother to help you organize them?"

Le Xiangwan was at home and never did anything by himself. Even when he was a child and grew up, he helped him pack his luggage.

"No mom, go and do it. I'll just clean it up myself," Le Xiangwan took a sip of tea and continued to speak, "I'll bring a few items I like. There are also a lot of my clothes in Haitang Bay, so the others are placed in the cloakroom at home. Anyway, I can still wear them when I go home in the future."

As a mother whose daughter is already married, Fang Qing didn't think anything was wrong when she heard that her daughter had plans to come back to live, and even felt satisfied.

But Fu Sui, when he heard this, bent his lower lip quietly.

He didn't know what to say about Le Xiangneng, he was too naive or too beautiful.

They both married him, and they both lived together. They could go home when they went home, as for living...

This seems unlikely.

However, Fu Sui didn't say this idea, but just stood aside, quietly watched Fang Qing and Le Xiangwan say a few more words, and then left.

Le Xiangwan put his feet together and leaned to the side on the carpet, lowering his head to tidy up his clothes.

When others do it, the upper body may not be able to control the tilt movements, but in Le Xiangwan, the waist is still straight and straight, without any feeling of unstableness in the lower half.

The figures developed by the two representatives of famous ladies are really engraved into her bones one by one.

But sometimes there will be a different side in front of him.

To be honest, Fu Sui enjoys being Le Xiangwan's husband, and it is very interesting to see her unknown little girl side and it makes him very moved.

As soon as Le Xiangwan looked up, he saw Fu Sui staring at him motionlessly.

She yelled in panic, and immediately put the black lace pants she had just held in her hand behind her back, looked at him with a red face, and accused him like a little hedgehog who had just jumped, "What are you looking at, husband!"

Fu Sui naturally saw what she was holding just now.

And what was particularly unfortunate was that he hadn't noticed it just now, but Le Xiangwan hid behind him in panic, and a touch of black swept in the air, making people unable to ignore it even if they wanted to.

Knowing that her face was particularly thin in some aspects, Fu Sui smiled, and had no attitude and insisted that she take out the things she had hidden for him to show them. He spoke seriously, "Look at Miaomiao packs up the things."

After all, it is essentially a bad factor.

Not that, although she didn't expose her in person, Yinyin couldn't help but speak in Le Xiangwan's voice.

Miaomiao was dead, Miaomiao was embarrassed to death by her husband.

Le Xiangwan thought quietly, staring at Fu Sui with dark eyes, coupled with his red face and delicate facial features, he looked like a doll placed in a display window.

However, this doll is in a state that is likely to be in a bad state.

Le Xiangwan didn't dare to throw the things in his hand anywhere, and knead them into a ball and hold them in his palm. He stood up and walked to Fu Sui, and pushed him with his empty little hand.

"Husband, please turn around quickly and don't watch me pack my clothes."

Although their clothes must be put together in Haitang Bay.

But even in front of Fu Sui, she tossed and turned her body clothes in the closed room, and she always felt the illusion that she seemed to be seducing him.

Yes, well...Le Xiangwan's heart shook his head wildly.

She absolutely didn't have such an idea!

Le Xiangwan took off her shoes and stood in front of Fu Sui and looked shorter. Fu Sui had no choice but to look down at her.

Seeing the person in front of him looking at him nervously, looking afraid that he would not agree, Fu Sui's eyes couldn't help but soften again.

Little fool.

Isn’t it more obvious to want to cover up the imitation?

Fu Sui thought this way, but his face was still calm.

He raised his hand and touched Le Xiangwan's hair, pretended to be generous and walked around the carpet, from the end of Le Xiangwan's tidying up, to the other end of the room, and then turned around and looked at Le Xiangwan.

"My husband is standing here, not watching Miaomiao pack up his clothes."

"Okay, okay."

Le Xiangwan was a little discouraged, but he couldn't say anything.

You can't drive Fu Sui out, then her parents probably thought something was going on.

The empty room is particularly quiet.

Le Xiangwan continued to sit on the carpet to clean up his close-fitting clothes. This was the first time Fu Sui looked at Le Xiangwan's boudoir seriously.

The pink princess bed in the center is also pink on the wall. When Fu Sui saw a row of neat pink and different sizes of dolls in front of the corners and floor-to-ceiling windows, he could almost accept it calmly.

A desk was built from behind the wall on this side of the bed, with an Apple computer, a pink mechanical keyboard, a golden bird cage marble desk lamp, and various parts and gadgets.

There are a lot of things, but it is obviously sorted out by someone, and it looks very neat.

Fu Sui's eyes didn't stay on the desk for too long. He looked at Le Xiangwan, who was still tidying up his clothes, and walked into the room.

There is the bathroom inside, a dressing table surrounded by three-sided cosmetics, and the shell bed of the Mermaid Princess in the corner, which is exactly the same as the animation.

"Does Miaomiao sleep in the bed or on the shell?"

Le Xiangwan was thinking about bringing a few sets of underwear of the same color, but suddenly a shadow was covered in front of her eyes. What followed was Fu Sui's words.

Le Xiangwan was stunned for a while before she understood what Fu Sui said.

He probably saw the shell bed placed inside.

To be honest, it was when she was a child when she watched Disney animations, and she couldn't help but pester her father to buy it for her.

More than 10,000 yuan is not expensive anyway.

The small bed in the shape of a shell is pink, and the bed is covered with pebbles. Le Xiangwan lies on it and feels like he is a mermaid princess.

What's more, Shell Bed is not only able to sleep when she was a child, but when she grew up, Le Xiangwan's height did not exceed 165cm, but also within the safe use range of Shell Bed.

Therefore, she would usually lie on it and read books, so she didn't throw it away. But today she saw Fu Sui.

Seeing that Fu Sui was watching what he played with when he was a child, Le Xiangwan was not too embarrassed and spoke to Fu Sui truthfully, "When I first bought it, I slept on the shell every day. When I grew up behind me, I would only rest on it occasionally."

Fu Sui smiled and looked at her, and didn't speak again.

He had just looked at Le Xiangwan's room roughly, and it could be seen from it that his little wife was really full of girlish hearts.

Every year, every magnified birthday photo is surrounded by celebrities in the circle, wearing Tiffany's crown on top of his head, like a little princess with stars lying on the moon.

Le Xiangwan was so nervous that Fu Sui saw him.

She was slow to move, and her close-fitting clothes had just been put into her small suitcase. When she looked at the pile of clothes on the bed, she felt a little reluctant to move.

"Husband," Le Xiangwan put his elbow beside the bed, looked at Fu Sui with a flattering eyes, and pointed at her clothes, and said in a sweet voice, "Can you help me clean up?"

She put away all the underwear and other things herself, and now she only had some clothes and skirts left for her. It was not a big deal to be handled by Fu Sui.

She can still be lazy.

Because of her movements and sitting for a long time, the hem of the small skirt had already shrunk upwards, revealing two white and straight thin legs. She looked up at him with big round eyes and looked at him hopefully, and continued to exert force and act coquettishly, "Help Miaomiao clean up."

Fu Sui lowered his eyes to her, and couldn't help but feel a little more interesting in her gentleness, "Didn't Miaomiao just said that she wanted to clean up by herself? She won't let her husband see it."

Le Xiangwan blushed a little when he said it, but he still spoke with great confidence, "It was just now, it's now."

She beat her back and stretched out her arm to Fu Sui, showing her pity, "The waist is sore and the hand is painful."

Fu Sui rubbed his eyebrows and felt helpless. He leaned over and picked up the person from the carpet, placed it on the LV cradle chair beside him, and took a pillow to make her feel more comfortable.

"Thank you husband."

Seeing that Fu Sui was going to help him clean up, Le Xiangwan smiled and kissed Fu Sui's cheek with some emotion.

Yes, it's rewarding.

She understands it.

Although Fu Sui didn't say anything, he was very satisfied with her initiative.

Le Xiangwan wanted to take away not much, so Fang Qing just carried the ones she often wore to the room. She just picked out some of them and asked Fu Suidi to put the rest into her wardrobe.

When it was time to use lunch, Fu Sui almost helped Le Xiangwan sort it out.

Le Xiaoyan still didn't answer, but called and said she didn't have to cook her portion.

Le Xiangwan would be worried if she was not here, otherwise Le Xiaoyan would have said something sarcastically when she saw Fu Sui.

She no longer had any hope for Le Xiaoyan.

Fu Sui accompanied Le Xiang for one morning and naturally had to go to the company in the afternoon.

It was just a problem to go back to Haitang Bay from Tangong and then go to the company. Moreover, Le Xiangwan didn't want to go back so early, so he took a nap and took a break in Le Xiangwan's room.

Although her bed is 1.8 meters long, she has never had the experience of lying in a man.

The only ones who have lived through two people are the two girls who are only over 90 pounds in weight.

Although sometimes Le Xiangwan couldn't help but lean back on the bed when he was tired when he was going home, she was light in weight. Who knew if Fu Sui lie down and would crush her princess bed?

Le Xiangwan expressed his concern.

"Husband, that," she pinched her fingers and stammered, "Or, you sleep in the bed, I sleep in the shell."

"No," Fu Sui patted the bed and tried the softness, while scanning the two pillows swaying brightly, "The bed cannot collapse."

Although the pillow is pink, you should not be too disgusted with your wife.

Fu Sui lay down and patted the empty seat beside him, "Can Miaomiao come up?"

Le Xiangwan sounded, and he slowly climbed up with a very tentative meaning.
To be continued...