Chapter 269 Fangfang's Failed Marriage

After listening to the weekend's words, Fangfang, who had been full of enthusiastic smiles, suddenly changed color, and her exquisite and beautiful face seemed to be stained with frost.

"First... sit in the room first..." When Fangfang said this, she always stared at her daughter in her arms on the weekend, lest her baby daughter disappear at any time.

I didn't say much on the weekend. I nodded slightly, deliberately squeezed out a smile, and then followed Fangfang into the house.

Among the four "fragrant Rakuten" women, Fangfang is the oldest, but that is relatively speaking. In fact, Fangfang is only 27 years old this year.

Although she gave birth to a child, Fangfang's figure is particularly good, her buttocks are tall and her breasts are strong, and she is very beautiful. Whether she is in the original daughter's red hair salon* or today's baby security company and Deng Ziwei's business, she is so eye-catching for men.

If I hadn't thought she was a divorced and a lady on the weekend, I would have tried to knock her down.

Because she just came back from work, Fangfang was still wearing a very formal silver women's suit.

Her legs are tall, her slender legs are wrapped in silver long suit trousers, her buttocks are straight and her thighs are round. The suit of the upper body fits very well, the waist is as slender as willow branches, and the chest is bulging. The whole person looks curved, and the S-shaped figure is exposed.

After looking at Fangfang, he sat uncomportably on the sofa in the living room on weekends.

Fangfang locked the door and came to her side on the weekend. She bent down and squatted in front of the weekend and reached out to hug Xiaoyin: "Xiaoyin, uncle is tired of hugging you. Mom will take you to take you to take a nap, okay?"

"Good!" Although Xiaoyin is still ignorant, she listens to her mother very much. Before being picked up by Fangfang, she secretly rubbed her face on the weekend and kissed her. "Uncle male god, Xiaoyin will go to take a nap first and play with you later."

When Fangfang bent down and squatted in front of the weekend, a large snow-white and two huge groups appeared in her chest, which made her stunned on the weekend.

Seeing Fangfang reaching out to hug Xiaoyin, she hurriedly handed Xiaoyin to Fangfang's arms on the weekend. Coincidentally, the back of his hand touched the chest in Fangfang's arms.

Although it was just a pause of breathing and shrank his hand on the weekend, the softness on Fangfang's chest still rippled in his heart. The softness felt from the back of his hand made him couldn't help looking at Fangfang's chest again. Unfortunately, Fangfang held Xiaoyin in her arms at this time.

Fangfang's cheeks turned slightly red, and she stared at the weekend strangely and speechlessly, and immediately turned around and took Xiaoyin into the bedroom.

I guess Fangfang was coaxing the child to sleep, so she didn't come out for a long time after entering the bedroom. She sat on the sofa for a while on the weekend and remembered that Fangfang hadn't made lunch yet, so she simply got up and went to the kitchen.

When Fangfang came out after coaxing Xiaoyin to sleep, she had already brought the food to the table on the weekend.

Smell the fragrance of rice spread around, and Fangfang's nose suddenly became sour. She took care of her children for nearly two years, and this family tasted like home for the first time today.

hurriedly wiped off the tears that were about to slide down from the corners of her eyes. Fangfang burst into tears and laughed. She hurried into the kitchen: "Boss, how can you cook? I'll do it. You go to the living room and watch TV."

"Sister Fang, I'm a few years younger than you. Just call me brother in private. Don't be so polite, or I won't be comfortable."

"Well...all right..." Fangfang had a good impression of the weekend. She felt that this young man a few years younger than her was very aggressive and brave and resourceful. Secretly, she actually regarded the weekend as her younger brother, so she hesitated and used it. A name, he said quickly, "Brother, don't be busy, I'll do it!"

Because of the hot weather, Fangfang had changed into cool clothes when she came out of the bedroom, with her flip-flops and a pair of hip-length denim shorts, and a versatile light pink short-sleeved T-shirt.

At this time, she was cutting tomatoes on the weekend. While talking, Fangfang was busy grabbing the kitchen knife in her hand on the weekend: "How can you be a guest? How can I let you cook?"

The kitchen space is limited. When I was busy alone on weekends, I couldn't open it. Fangfang squeezed in again. For a while, the two bodies were close to their bodies, and the two turned around could not be free.

"Sister Fang, just let me do it. You're welcome. You don't know that I also started working as a chore in a small restaurant." Seeing Fangfang coming to grab the kitchen knife, she was busy dodging on the weekend.

After a while, the man and the woman didn't feel anything wrong at first. It was not until the weekend's arm almost deformed the roundness of Fangfang's chest.

Seeing that her arms were firmly on Fangfang's chest at this time, and Fangfang's legs were also close to her buttocks, and their faces were so close. For a moment, a strange impulse rose in the hearts of the weekend.

Fangfang is also a general feeling. For this single mother who has been living alone with her daughter since her divorce, her impulse at this time is no weaker than that of the bloody young man on the weekend.

Looking at the handsome man in front of her who was almost completely close to her body, Fangfang felt that she was almost suffocated, especially when she felt the weekend's breath hitting her face.

There is no air conditioning in the kitchen, and the fire is on, which is very sultry. The two looked at each other so stunned that their desire buried in their hearts was almost ignited.

"Brother, go out quickly. The kitchen is too narrow. I'll be busy alone." Just as Fangfang felt that she was about to push the weekend, she hurriedly suppressed her heart's heat. When she said this, she was reluctant but had to retreat to the kitchen door first.

"Sister Fang, just let me do it, just scrambled tomatoes and eggs left." On the weekend, I picked up the kitchen knife again to deal with the tomatoes on the cutting board, as if to vent the anger in my chest.

Fangfang no longer insists, because she is afraid that she will be uncomfortable if she is too close to the weekend: "Well, good luck."

Soon, scrambled eggs with tomatoes were served.

The two sat at the dinner table face to face. Fangfang originally wanted to serve dinner for the weekend, but she was preempted by the other party.

Because of the shameful things that happened in the kitchen before, Fangfang looked very restrained at the dinner table and only focused on eating, but as the host, she could not neglect the weekend, so she picked up dishes for the weekend while eating.

The weekend is now full of ** things that happened in the kitchen before. When he thought that Fangfang accidentally touched Fang's chest when he held Xiaoyin from his arms, his mind was full of that kind of thoughts. While burying his head in eating, he always peeped at Fangfang's chest from time to time.

Fangfang's chest was already very bulging. In addition, when she was eating at this time, she was lying on her upper body, so the two balls in front of her chest became more and more magnificent. In addition, when she was eating, it was too hot, and her chest fell together, and she forgot to watch it in the blink of an eye on weekends.

I feel that my eyes will always stare at my chest from time to time on weekends. Fangfang only feels hot all over and her face is red, but it's hard to say the weekend. After all, what should I do if people don't admit it?

Soon, lunch was ready, and on weekends, she went to wash the dishes first. Fangfang couldn't compete and had to sit on the sofa while blowing the electric fan while watching TV.

The pale pink T-shirt on her upper body was quite loose. As soon as it was blown by the electric fan, the outline of her body was exposed at a glance. On the weekend of washing dishes in the kitchen, she saw the bra marks under Fang's armpits far away. Her heart was itchy. The throbbing made him unable to calm down, as if there was a bug scratching in his heart. .

When she came out of the kitchen on the weekend, Fangfang was staring at the TV and was obviously fascinated. Therefore, after sitting next to her on the weekend, she did not notice it at the first time.

The electric fan blew over from the other side of Fangfang and sat next to Fangfang. On weekends, she could smell the charming fragrance of Fangfang's body. Several wis of her flowing hair swept over the weekend like an elf.

On the weekend, he secretly looked at Fangfang's upper body. Unconsciously, his eyes fell on Fangfang's beautiful legs on her chest. Snow-white, no sign of pores, and it is particularly plump.

Presumably, Fangfang was tired of maintaining the posture of putting her hands on her knees, so she subconsciously moved her body, as if she had to lean on her shoulders on the weekend.

"Ah!" Feeling the weekend sitting next to her, Fangfang almost didn't exhale. Her cheeks turned red with embarrassment and said awkwardly, "Look, I've been watching TV, but I haven't noticed you..."

She couldn't go on before she finished speaking, because the woman's sixth sense told her that the weekend's eyes were falling somewhere between her legs.

Although it was covered by denim shorts, Fangfang still had the illusion of being watched on weekends. For a while, her heart beat to her throat.

"Cough...cough..."

Aware that Fangfang's look was wrong, he came to his senses on the weekend. He coughed a few times and said that he had been caught anyway. He simply admitted it. Anyway, we were thick-skinned.

"Sister Fang, your legs are so beautiful!"

"Isn't it..." Fangfang's expression was extremely unnatural, and her tone trembled a little, "I...it'm not... I'm... divorced... Don't despise me..."

"Sister Fang!" The weekend said softly, "How can I dislike you when you are so beautiful, good and capable?"

After listening to the weekend's words, Fangfang's heartbeat became more and more intense. She deliberately moved her buttocks away from the weekend and paused. She asked the weekend, "Yes, how do you know that Wang Dazhi is me... It's me..."

He did not hide it on the weekend, because she knew Fangfang's personality, and immediately told Fangfang about Wang Dazhi.

Although Wang Dazhi in the weekend used to be Fangfang's man and Xiaoyin's father, Fangfang looked calm when she listened to the weekend, as if Wang Dazhi was a stranger.

After talking over the weekend, she said angrily, "Wang Dazhi is too lack of backbone. I was blind when I fell in love with him. Brother, you know, the reason why I want to divorce him is because he actually wants to give me to another man..."

"Sister Fang, who didn't blindly love one or two dogs when they were young?" I was worried about Fangfang on the weekend, so I comforted her, "I didn't know you at the beginning. If I knew, I would definitely support you to leave that bastard."

"Uh-huh!" Fangfang looked grateful, "Brother, thank you. If it weren't for you, Xiaoyin and I wouldn't know how to live."

"Sister Fang, you don't have to thank me. If you have the ability, you will naturally have enough to eat anywhere." Talk on the weekend.

"When I came to Kangcheng from my hometown with Wang Dazhi, Xiaoyin was one year old. At that time, I was particularly motivated, thinking that Wang Dazhi and I would definitely create a perfect home for Xiaoyin."

"But when Wang Dazhi and I met Lu Shuaijie that time, everything changed."

"Lu Shuaijie saw that Wang Dazhi looked very similar to him, so he became a brother with Wang Dazhi. During that time, Wang Dazhi was fascinated by Lu Shuaijie and said that as long as he climbed up Lu Shuaijie, the underworld boss, he could have wind and rain in Kangcheng.

"I saw that Lu Shuaijie's true face was that he sent Wang Dazhi back drunk one night. At that time, I didn't live here, but rented a house in Kangcheng New District. Lu Shuaijie was lustful when he saw me open the door. That night, if it hadn't happened that a friend to come to visit, I would..."

"Sister Fang, let the past go. Living is more important than anything else!" When Fangfang said this, she felt a pain in her heart on the weekend and couldn't help raising her hand to hold Fangfang's little hand on her thigh.

Fangfang did not refuse to hold her hand on the weekend and continued, "The next morning, I told Wang Dazhi that Lu Shuaijie wanted to stain me at night, but Wang Dazhi didn't believe me. He would rather believe in Lu Shuaijie, a well-dressed beast, who still called Lu Shuaijie as his brother all day long and spent all night."

"Later, one day, Wang Dazhi actually asked me to sleep with Lu Shuaijie, saying that as long as I sleep with Lu Shuaijie, he can make a lot of money... I... I..."