Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Chapter 365 Sweet Blossom Dock

"It’s all the people who care about the smoke! Warm, are you married because of darkness, so you are married to others... Revenge for deep?! Warm girls can’t make fun of their own life!”

"aunt……"

"Warm!" Wen Moshen's mother interrupted Lin Wen's words. "As long as you are willing to be with the ink, we will not be suspected of being married in our family! You will marry once and you will marry again." You are even even!"

When I heard this, Lin Wen was not angry. The warm and deep mother of the phone couldn’t see the lips that Lin warmed up, and the calmness and calmness of Lin’s eyes: “Aunt, I love my husband very much. Before the return of Mo Shenge, we have all seen my Lin family parents and decided to get married."

The warm and deep mother covered her lips and cried sadly.

It is no wonder that Wen Moshen finally refused to receive treatment. The most loved woman was married to someone else. He could not bear it in his heart...

Wen Moshen’s mother trembled and asked Lin Wen: “That, ink knows that you are married?!”

"Well, know..." Lin warmly told the truth.

it is as expected!

Wen Moshen’s mother has also been young, loved...

She knows the taste!

Probably warm and deep now, just want to die.

In desperation, Wen Moshen’s mother cried on the phone with one hand.

Afraid to affect Fu Huai'an driving, she could not squat down to hang up the phone.

After hesitation, he listened to the warm mother and said: "Warm, can you... can you..."

Wen Mo deep mother's side, entangled between the lips and teeth is difficult to talk.

Without urging, Lin listened quietly.

"Can you, you first divorce your husband, after you take the treatment with Mo Shen..."

"Auntie! You are overdone!" Lin warmed his heart and angered, even if the warm mother's mother was a mother who was overwhelmed by her son's illness, so it was too much.

Divorce to deceive Wenmo deep marriage treatment, after that? ! Is it possible to say who knows when Wen Mo Shen is gone, let Lin Wenquan warm and deep a wish and Wenmo deep marriage? !

"I know I know! But if I am warm, I really can't help. I will say that?! Now what I want to do is to save my son's life, even if it makes me die! I am willing!" "Meng Moshen's mother cried for helplessness," "I have lost him once, I can't lose him for the second time!"

"Auntie, I will call Mo Shenge, but what you said, I am sorry that I can't do it. In order to persuade a person I once liked to receive treatment, I have to divorce my current husband, Aunt... If this matter is placed on the uncle's body, your personality will probably make you go upstairs with Wen Bo's father. With your own personality... Why do you ask such excessive demands on others?!"

Lin warmed up and down the chest. When she finished, she said: "Warm Aunt, there is nothing else, I will hang up first, sorry!"

Hanging up the phone, Lin warms his eyebrows and wrinkles, looking sideways at Fu Huai'an: "Wai An, sorry..."

Fu Huai'an smiled, and he single-handedly grabbed Lin's slender little hand and opened her palm, interlocking with her fingers.

"Anger is also the temper of a mother who is warm and deep, and will not give birth to your anger! What's more... your last words have already made me deflated."

Lin Wen looked at Fu Huai'an handsome side face, lips and corners, and smashed the hands of Fu Huai'an, like a determination, only blushing: "Unless you made a principled mistake, otherwise... you don't Said divorce, I will never tell you about divorce!"

"Really?!" Although Fu Huai'an is an interrogative sentence, he can have a deep smile and a deep smile.

"Well!" Lin Wen nodded seriously.

He hurriedly held Lin's little hand and kissed her fingertips on his lips: "Then you can't escape my palm in your life."

Lin Wenling's roots are red, and he is shy and more forceful to hold Fu Huai'an's hand: "Don't escape, you can't get rid of it!"

Jincheng’s dazzling sunlight came in from the windshield, and it outlined the hands of Fu Huai’an and Lin Wen’s tightly interlocked. The warm and shiny nail mountain shines with subtle light. The two tight hands are like I got the blessing of heaven, and the beautiful people want to remember this moment forever.

......

Fu Huai'an drove the car outside the Fifth Ring and stopped at the quaint alley.

It is hard to imagine Lin Wen, a city like Jincheng, where high-rise buildings are full of people, and there will still be ancient buildings similar to the city like Haicheng.

The alley was too narrow, and Fu Huai'an's car couldn't be driven in. It could only stop at the corner of the alley where it was close to the wall.

I was afraid that Lin’s position as a co-pilot would not get off the bus for a while, and Fu Huai’an let Lin warm down first, then parked the car.

In the surrounding air, Lin Wen can smell the faint osmanthus fragrance.

"I seem to smell the sweet-scented osmanthus."

Lin warmed back to look at Fu Huai'an, Ming Jincheng has been cold and needs a scarf, how can there be osmanthus open? !

Fu Huai'an smiled: "Do you know what this place is called?!"

Lin warmed his head, his eyes were stabbed by the golden light, and he was half-squatting.

"Osmanthus W..."

The wind blew, the osmanthus fragrance was more obvious, and Lin Wen’s hair was blown to the forest.

The cool breeze is poured into the warm neck of the forest. She is cold and straightens her neck to the clothes: "Osmanthus Wow?! Does every household have osmanthus?!"

Fu Huai’an’s hand was holding Lin’s scarf in the co-pilot’s absence. The tall body stood in front of Lin Wen’s body, and his broad shoulders were set against the light to cover the glare of the glare, and the movement was gentle for her. The scarf was wrapped around the neck, and the slender fingers with distinct knots smashed her back behind her ears, and her fingers were entangled in the small ears of Lin Wen’s red light.

Lin Wen did not escape, looking up at Fu Huai'an.

"More than every household grows sweet-scented osmanthus. They grow sweet-scented osmanthus in the fields of this village. Now it is not the season of sweet-scented osmanthus. When sweet-scented osmanthus blooms, there will be sweet-scented osmanthus festival. Visitors will come a lot, taste sweet-scented osmanthus, and snacks related to sweet-scented osmanthus. ""

Fu Huai'an took Lin Wen's little hand and took her inside, and introduced her...

“Every year, the farmers here will make sweet-scented osmanthus scented osmanthus scented in the doorway, let the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus float all the year round, until the next year, the sweet-scented osmanthus will be opened again, and then the new osmanthus sesame oil will be made. This is the tradition here!”

Lin warmed nodded: "That is not the season of sweet-scented osmanthus, why are you bringing me here?!"

Fu Huai'an looked at the small mouth and nose in the scarf, only revealing a pair of clear and clean big eyes, it is particularly cute and cute.

"There was a grandmother who once brought me big..."

Second more...

(End of this chapter)