The Rich Girl Will Not Be Poor

Now the tampon is very hot, but Tong Yuwu is still more used to using liquid sanitary napkins. She usually uses a brand from Japan. She searched on her mobile phone and sent the picture to Fu Liheng. Fu Liheng was responsible for coming to the nearby Supermarket purchase. When Fu Liheng, who is in a tall posture and has a clear temperament, appeared in the female special area of ​​the supermarket, there was still a trace of embarrassment, especially when standing on the same shelf with one or two young women.

He quickly glanced at various brands of sanitary napkins on the shelf, and after making sure that he did not see the one Tong Yuwu wanted, he carefully dialed out her video call.

The other end picked up, and Tong Yuwu was lying on the bed.

"I don't seem to see the brand you want." Fu Liheng said.

Although the times have opened up a lot now, an adult man standing in the women's special area is still very concerned.

On the surface, Fu Liheng seems to be calm and comfortable, but in fact, he is not completely digestible with this kind of gaze.

Tong Yuwu still has hoarding goods, but this time he just wanted to be a monster by virtue of the menstrual period.

Before saying anything, I heard a low male voice over there again: "Or shall I go to another supermarket convenience store?"

"No, no." Tong Yuwu hurriedly stopped him, and the demon also had to pay attention to the decent, not to mention the stocking at home, even if there wasn't, she wouldn't toss him around on this rainy day. Shelf, let me see. "

Fu Liheng pointed his mobile phone camera to the shelf, and Tong Yuwu didn't know much about other brands, so he picked a few brands that he often saw in advertisements.

"Husband, come back quickly after buying, the rain is getting bigger and bigger, and there was thunder here just now, scaring people to death."

Fu Liheng yelled, carrying the shopping basket to the cash register, at this time the video call had not hung up.

Tong Yuwu tweeted again: "However, you shouldn't drive too fast, the road will be slippery in rainy days, and safety is still the priority."

Listening to her dings, Fu Liheng bent her lips, "Well, what else do you need?"

"No need, there is everything in the house, come back soon, the thunder is terrible."

"Okay, then I hung up."

"Well, all right ~"

After hanging up the video call, Fu Liheng came to the checkout counter. The cashier was already surprised that the man came to buy the sanitary napkin. The expression scanned the barcode lightly.

When Fu Liheng came out of the supermarket with his shopping bags, the rain was pouring. He drove the car, and there were no pedestrians on both sides of the road.

Tong Yuwu did n’t hang softly. Thunderstorms at least did n’t scare her. The bedroom floor was covered with thick wool blankets. A few days ago, the aunt came to clean it inside and out. On the carpet, she turned her wedding photos with a cheerful expression.

When he was going to take wedding photos, Fu Liheng clearly told her that he didn't have much time. Just when he was going on a business trip to England during that time, he took a group at the ancient castle over there. After spending two or three days, under the difficult choice, another group of wedding photos were taken in Turkey.

At that time, there was no song "I want to take you to romantic Turkey". The hot air balloon in Turkey was not very hot. Compared with the luxury of the wedding of the century, their wedding photos looked very plain, really.