The cleaning time was longer. When Su Xiang walked out of the bathroom, Fu Hanchuan was already awake.

The half-naked chest, the strong muscles are honey-colored, and the very healthy skin color also shows that the man's figure is extremely outstanding.

The man who wakes up in the morning has a different charm, sitting half-sitting at her in a lazy position, but his eyes are particularly sharp and cold, as cold as ice, and as sharp as a knife.

Su Xiang was stunned, her eyes fell on the marriage certificate clamped by his fingertips.

The broken book is extremely ugly, and even the bright red wrapped in tape, it loses its true nature, which is very inconsistent with his slender fingers with distinct joints.

It seemed that the perfect pair of hands destroyed the bright red book, and it looked extremely cruel.

He looked at her coldly and said coldly: "Just put it under the pillow?"

Su Xiang did not deny that since he turned it out, it was obvious, right?

"Take it out every night and morning to see?" He shook his fingers, revealing a bit of mockery. "Do you regret tearing it up, or do you want to tear it up again?"

Cherish and destruction, deep in his careless eyes, he couldn't tell which answer he wanted.

Su Xiang took a light breath, pursed her lips, raised her hands and gestured.

——Yesterday, your mother told me that she hoped I could leave, she said...

Before she could finish her gesture, Fu Hanchuan interrupted her impatiently: "I can't understand what you are saying, okay."

He lifted the quilt and stood up, passing directly to the bathroom.

The strong wind he brought when he passed by blew on his face, and it was cool.

There was a very loud "bang" sound, and the room seemed to tremble.

Su Xiang was used to it, but she couldn't help but cover her ears.

She looked at the closed door. She was really Ms. Zhuo Ya's biological son, and she was not very patient.

However, although he had never learned sign language, he had lived together for nearly three years. Even if he couldn't understand, he should have guessed some sign language. Did he really not understand it, or did he really never have the patience to guess?

The sound of the child crying came from next door. Perhaps scared by the sound of the door closing just now. Su Xiang did not stop for a long time and immediately went to the next baby room.

After washing the child, Fu Hanchuan also finished tidying up and came out of the room. Today, he was resting at home and only wore comfortable home clothes.

The two looked at each other for a moment, without the desire to speak.

Kid Fu Ying was very happy to see his father, and he didn't know at all that he was his biological father who scared him just now. He waved his little hand to hug him: "Damn..."

Fu Hanchuan carried the child to the living room, and the things given by Mrs. Zhuo Ya were casually placed on the sofa. Fu Ying saw it and asked him to take them apart.

"Da, dismantle...you need to see, dismantle..."

Su Xiang originally wanted to say that she would not dismantle it anymore, but the child could not play with it. It was very troublesome to clean up the toy fragments, but after thinking about it, she gave up.

When did Fu Hanchuan listen to her?

When she finished cooking breakfast, Fu Hanchuan had already made a model of a car with her son.

Fu Hanchuan likes cars very much. He can drive luxury cars in the garage. In the early years, he went to participate in car racing, but since that incident, he has never participated in the competition again. Even those luxury cars are stored in the garage.
Chapter completed!