Between the words, he directly pulled Ji Qingying into his arms, lowered his head and sniffed at her neck, and asked in a low voice, "Just sprayed on perfume?"
His warm breath was all on Ji Qingying's skin, as if a cat's claws had scratched, and it was slightly itchy.
She subconsciously said "um", vaguely trying to explain: "It's in the cabinet..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fu Yanzhi suddenly sucked her neck, causing her to subconsciously raise her head and snort.
He swam to the side and continued to ask: "Smell it for me? Huh?"
The deliberately suppressed tail sound and the voice overflowing from her throat all softened Ji Qingying's legs.
This man is really bad.
Ji Qingying pursed the corners of her lips tightly, trying not to let herself collapse so quickly.
She retorted lowly: "How can there be."
She raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were moist, like mist: "It was sprayed on the counter."
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you deliberately spray me to smell it?"
Ji Qingying: "...don't be so narcissistic."
Hearing this, Fu Yanzhi hooked his lower lip, pondered for a moment and said, "Didn't you buy it?"
"... Ah?" Ji Qingying looked at him: "Do you want to smell it?"
Fu Yanzhi stared at her and reminded, "I want the smell you sprayed on me."
"… "
There is no difference between these two sentences. After careful tasting, it is meaningful.
Ji Qingying glared at him with anger: "I haven't showered yet, I'll give you a sniff later."
Fu Yanzhi replied, "Okay."
The two did not toss in the kitchen, mainly because they were hungry.
Fu Yanzhi's cooking speed was fairly fast, and it didn't take long for three dishes and one soup to be ready.
With his cooking skills, Ji Qingying opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, allowing the wind to blow in naturally at night, like a lake blown by the wind, causing ripples in the room to breed love.
While eating, she was inexplicably a little flustered.
But on second thought, it felt nothing. She recognized the person in front of her, and sooner or later, she belonged to this person.
Fu Yanzhi's cooking skills are good, and Ji Qingying likes to eat his food very much.
While eating, Fu Yanzhi suddenly asked, "Did anything happen today?"
Ji Qingying paused and looked up at him: "I am very obvious?"
Fu Yanzhi glanced at her and shook his head: "No."
It was his habit of observing her micro-expressions.
When Ji Qingying was unhappy, she didn't like to talk much, and her face was very light. Of course, she wasn't the one who deliberately swayed her face. The beautiful fox eyes will also lose a little luster.
Ji Qingying looked straight at him, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Then how do you know I'm not happy."
Fu Yanzhi looked at her and didn't say much.
Ji Qingying looked at him and smiled: "Well."
She said: "I met my mother. I forgot to tell you that she also went to my game yesterday."
Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes, put vegetables in her bowl, and asked in a gentle tone, "Did you say anything?"
Ji Qingying nodded: "I said it, but what I said is not what I want to hear."
She said, "We are at odds with each other."
Fu Yanzhi began to stuff food into her mouth, and said in a deep voice, "Talk while you eat."
Ji Qingying burst into a smile, and looked at his eyes tenderly: "Okay."
She opened her mouth to accept his feeding and said with a smile, "I definitely won't spoil my appetite because of her."
"Um."
Ji Qingying said "um" and turned on the phone switch.
She thought for a while and said softly, "I didn't say anything. She wanted to tell me, but I didn't want to hear it."
She pursed her lips and said, "In the past, she came back twice, and I didn't see her or answer my calls." She paused and said slowly, "Because the two times she came back, both Not for me."
Ji Qingying is a very sincere person, but whenever Zhou Zhilan returns to China because of her, she will soften her heart, and may even forgive her for what she has done before.
but.
She never came back because of her, and even this time, it was still for her work.
Thinking about it, it's a little sad, but it doesn't seem so sad.
She looked at Fu Yanzhi's emotional eyes and smiled: "Don't feel bad for me." She said softly, "I have repaired myself."
Fu Yanzhi didn't say a word, he just rubbed her head vigorously, conveying strength to her.
Ji Qingying smiled, thought for a while and said, "She really hasn't changed at all."
Still so selfish.
Ji Qingying blinked and looked at Fu Yanzhi: "Do you know what she said to me in the first sentence when we met today?"
Before Fu Yanzhi could say anything, she said to herself, "We haven't seen each other for so long. She didn't say I grew up or praised me for being in the third round, but she said that there was a problem with my design."
For so many years, Ji Qingying has gone through so many years alone. She actually had no hope for Zhou Zhilan.
When she wanted her the most, she was not there, and now when she comes back, she has nothing left.
But in the end, people will have an open space that is greedy.
She is no exception.
Of course, she didn't think about what to do with Zhou Zhilan, she couldn't forgive what she did.
She just felt very cold, she didn't want to be herself, and in the end, she was going to accuse her of being wrong.
She knows that she is not as good as her in design, but that is not the reason and method she uses to open up the topic.
Ji Qingying, I don't like it very much.
She didn't show it all afternoon, because she wasn't used to talking about these things with other people.
She will find herself hypocritical and sensitive.
Although Chen Xinyu knew a lot about her, she couldn't always use these things to make Chen Xinyu feel uncomfortable with her.
But now being asked by Fu Yanzhi, Ji Qingying wanted to say.
It seemed that she would be comfortable only when she said it.
Fu Yanzhi paused and took the person into his arms.
Ji Qingying blinked, forced her tears back, and said sullenly, "I don't want to cry."
"I know." He sat next to her and said softly, "You can cry at my place."
Ji Qingying grabbed his clothes and muttered "um": "Actually, I have digested myself." She pursed her lower lip and whispered: "It's just a little uncomfortable when I think about it."
He stretched out his hand, squeezed her palm, and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you tell me?"
Ji Qingying said "Ah", rubbed his neck, and said softly, "I'm afraid you are busy."
Fu Yanzhi paused and said nothing.
He turned his head and kissed her cheek: "I'm sorry."
Ji Qingying smiled and turned to look at him: "What did you say sorry to me? That's your job."
"I like your work ethic," she said.
Fu Yanzhi's voice was a little hoarse, and he answered in a deep voice.
Ji Qingying buried her head on his neck: "Don't worry about me at work." She was silent for a moment and said softly, "But now I want you to coax me."
Fu Yanzhi looked at her and replied in a hoarse voice, "Okay, how do you coax him?"
"… "
Hearing this, Ji Qingying curled her lips unhappily and said, "Do you want me to teach this, you think."
Fu Yanzhi smiled lowly and pointed to the food in front of him: "Eat first, I'll coax you later."
"Oh."
Ji Qingying said: "Okay, then give you some time to think about it."
Fu Yanzhi curled his lips, reached out and rubbed her hair: "Okay, thank you girlfriend for your generosity."
The two quarreled for a while, and then dawdled to finish dinner.
After dinner, it was still early.
Just as Fu Yanzhi's phone rang, Ji Qingying urged him to answer the phone, packed the tableware and put them in the dishwasher.
After tossing, she pulled Fu Yanzhi's clothes and said silently, "I'll go over there.
Fu Yanzhi nodded.
After returning to her side, Ji Qingying remembered that she forgot to take the clothes she bought, and went back to bring her own.
She bought a lot of things, all clothes.
It also includes the ones bought for Fu Yanzhi.
Ji Qingying removed her tag and threw it into the washing machine before entering the bathroom.
She's not showering fast, but not slow either.
But this night, it was very slow. When she came out, there were already people sitting in the living room.
Ji Qingying was stunned for a moment, looking at Fu Yanzhi who had changed into pajamas, her eyebrows raised slightly: "Why are you so fast?"
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"
Ji Qingying: "..."
With hindsight, she realized that what she said just now was not quite right.
She pursed her lower lip, and said, "No."
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and sat down beside him: "I bought you clothes."
Fu Yanzhi looked at her sideways, stared at her red earlobes for a while, and replied in a low voice, "Bought it for me?"
"Um."
Ji Qingying bent her lips, her eyes filled with happiness: "I'll get it for you, you can try it."
"… it is good."
What Ji Qingying bought for him were actually two shirts and two ties.
She likes to see Fu Yanzhi wearing a shirt and tie, and the visual effect is particularly good.
He was tall and thin, with a tall and straight body, and at first glance one could not take his eyes off him.
Ji Qingying thought about the scene she saw in the hospital last time, and looked up at him: "Why did you wear a tie last time?"
Fu Yanzhi was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered which time it was.
He hooked his lower lip, just took the tie from her hand, looked down for a moment, and he also understood something.
"Like my tie?"
Ji Qingying nodded without hesitation: "Yes."
"It's pretty handsome," she said.
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows: "Just quite?"
Ji Qingying choked, not knowing why he suddenly became narcissistic. She couldn't help laughing and said, "Very handsome."
She looked at him with star eyes: "Would you like to try it now?"
Fu Yanzhi laughed dumbly: "Okay."
He paused and whispered, "Go back there."
"Uh-huh."
Ji Qingying bent down and took the phone on the sofa, and followed him subconsciously.
After walking two steps, Fu Yanzhi suddenly asked, "Where's the perfume?"
"… "
The evening breeze is swaying, and the summer wind is mixed with temperature, but it is not annoying.
Ji Qingying stood under the floor-to-ceiling window and opened the curtains. The moonlight came in through the glass window and fell on the two people in the room.
They stood opposite each other, and the man changed his upper body into a black shirt.
The moment Fu Yanzhi changed it out, Ji Qingying's eyes lit up.
She watched intently, expressing her love.
Fu Yanzhi looked down at her and felt amused: "Like it?"
"Very."
Ji Qingying still held the tie in his hand and handed it to him: "If you wear the tie again, it will look better."
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows, pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose, and asked in a deep voice, "Shouldn't you give it to me?"
Ji Qingying: "..."
She raised her head, looked at his face close at hand, and blinked: "Oh."
She said, "Then I'll give it to you."
Ji Qingying has never tied a tie to a man, but because of professional problems, she is still skilled at tying a tie.
The man is tall and standing, even if he wears casual home clothes underneath, it can't hide his handsomeness.
His facial features are exquisite and three-dimensional, and his eyebrows are deep. When not speaking, the aura of a person is very strong.
Ji Qingying tied him up and took two steps back to look at him.
Fu Yanzhi looked at her with a smile in his eyes: "Still satisfied?"
Ji Qingying nodded, happy: "Very."
She smiled and said, "I have such a good eye."
Fu Yanzhi responded, his Adam's apple rolled: "Well."
In fact, he rarely acts as such a model, and he doesn't like trying on clothes, but Ji Qingying likes it, and Fu Yanzhi cooperates.
Ji Qingying watched it for a while, and after appreciating enough, she said, "Okay, the other one is the same size, so I don't need it."
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows: "And then."
Ji Qingying didn't know, so she looked at him and blinked: "Aren't you going to change into your pajamas?"
Fu Yanzhi didn't speak, and stared at her with burning eyes.
A gust of wind blew through the window, and a corner of the curtain was blown, causing waves.
Unprepared, Ji Qingying was pulled into Fu Yanzhi's arms. He breathed closer, looked at her with deep eyes, and whispered in her ear: "Well, who gave me the tie."
"… what?"
There was a smile in his voice, and the hint was full: "Who will help take it off?"
Ji Qingying: "..."
He got close, and he didn't know if it was intentional or intentional. He put it behind her sensitive ear, and the warm breath came, which made Ji Qingying a little unbearable.
The feeling of numbness and numbness made her blush and heartbeat.
She pursed her lower lip and stabilized her mind: "... um."
He pulled Fu Yanzhi's tie and said softly, "Okay, I'll take it off for you."
Fu Yanzhi held a smile in his eyes, and let her take it in a straightforward manner.
His eyes were so hot and straightforward that Ji Qingying couldn't control his hands shaking.
Obviously... not a shy little girl.
She took a deep breath, clasped her tie knot with her fingers, and pulled it down, and she succeeded for the most part.
She looked at the man in front of her who was more than half a head taller than herself, and tiptoed: "Why are you so tall."
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows: "You can make me bend over."
Ji Qingying: "..."
She choked, and said with kindness, "Then bend over."
Fu Yanzhi bowed in cooperation.
After taking the tie off, she wanted to go back. Before he could retreat, his wrist was grasped.
Then, put it on his Adam's apple, which is the top button of the stand-up collar shirt.
Ji Qingying's fingers froze, and she involuntarily touched his rolling Adam's apple.
Fu Yanzhi's eyes darkened, but he did not stop her from moving.
The two looked at each other silently, the moonlight outside the window seemed to be quietly hiding in the clouds, and it became much darker outside.
He stretched out his hand, wrapped her waist around her and pulled it into his arms, his voice was low and hoarse, as if he had sugar in it, and fell vaguely beside her ear.
"Would you like to help take it off?"
Ji Qingying said "uh": "Okay."
With trembling fingers, she began to unbutton him. Grain by grain, obviously not difficult, but it took a long time to toss.
When the last button was undone, Fu Yanzhi's kiss also fell.
He lowered his head, the tip of his tongue brushed her lips and teeth, entangled with her.
Ji Qingying raised her head, clutched his clothes in both hands, and responded implicitly.
But he was too strong. After a while, she sobbed and lost her strength, and even the tip of her tongue hurt.
The curtain was drawn at some point, and the man leaned over and supported her on both sides.
Confused, Ji Qingying opened her eyes and looked at the man above.
His originally dull eyes were stained with lust. The deep eyes, like a vortex, attracted her in, and she could no longer withdraw.
She listened to the sound of his breathing in her ear, and suddenly felt a sense of reality.
She thought of the rumors about the hospital.
The iceberg has melted. He became like a normal man.
And this man changed because of her.
Thinking of this, Ji Qingying's hand around his neck used a little force, and took the initiative to lean up and kiss the corner of his lips.
As soon as they kissed him, Fu Yanzhi gave him a heavier kiss.
The two tongues were entangled, and his palms were hot, burning her skin.
There were only two people breathing in the room.
She felt Fu Yanzhi's lips, the warmth on his lips, and his kiss.
Her eyelashes trembled, her body tense, and there was an indescribable sense of tension.
She could feel the man's hands, wandering.
Bringing a different touch to her.
When she opened her eyes by chance, when she saw the expression on the man's face, she had an indescribable feeling.
Satisfaction, and it seems to be something else.
The man who was usually calm and self-contained now became strong and aggressive as if he had torn off his disguised mask.
also become very domineering.
His movements were meticulous and gentle, and there was still his low coaxing sound in the room.
The two rubbed their ears against each other, telling unspeakable love words. Ji Qingying had never seen such a gentle Fu Yanzhi, such a man made her sink into involuntarily.
Fall into his tenderness, sink into everything he does.
She couldn't refuse, she couldn't refuse.
This man seems to be born to beat himself. It is the kind of mutual growth and mutual restraint that makes her happy.
…
After an unknown amount of time, Fu Yanzhi suddenly put in her ear and said, "Don't be afraid."
His voice was low, like sugar, and whispered in her ear, making it impossible to refuse.
Ji Qingying didn't say anything, just hugged his neck and felt his breath.
In the quiet room, the lights seemed to start to shake, and the shadows of the two of them reflected the shadows. At a certain moment, Ji Qingying felt that even the sound of the wind had disappeared in the room, and there was only the breathing of the man in front of her ears, burning her ears, making her unable to extricate herself and sinking into the world he created.
Everything she felt, comfort and pain, was given by him.
After an unknown amount of time, Fu Yanzhi suddenly lifted her wet hair from her forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why so..."
Before he could say the next words, Ji Qingying lowered his head and covered his lips.
Fu Yanzhi smiled lowly, turned against the guest, and approached again.
This night, Ji Qingying was like a petal that was blown onto the lake by the wind. With the wind and waves, with the lake's ups and downs, it floated and fluctuated... She couldn't control herself at all.
Everything was handed over to the man she liked and loved.
Afterwards, Ji Qingying's consciousness was no longer clear.
She only vaguely remembered that Fu Yanzhi carried her into the bathroom, and when he came out, he changed the sheets and put her on it again.
There was an indescribable smell in the room, just smelling it, it made people daydream.
Lying down again, Ji Qingying felt that her body no longer belonged to her.
She thinks her physical strength is not bad, but she didn't expect...
Fu Yanzhi put it up, took her into his arms, and kissed her cheek: "Go to sleep."
Ji Qingying didn't say a word, only consciously drilled into his arms and fell asleep.
In the early morning, Ji Qingying vaguely felt that Fu Yanzhi was up, but she was so sleepy that she didn't have the strength to open her eyes.
…
When Ji Qingying woke up, her whole body was sore.
She lingered on the bed for a while, did a few stretches, and then struggled to get up.
After entering the bathroom, she saw the baggy clothes on her body.
Not her pajamas, but Fu Yanzhi's shirt.
Black.
Similar to the one she bought yesterday, but not the same one.
She stared at herself in the mirror for a while, and the charming scene from last night appeared in her mind. Scene by scene, like a slowed-down movie scene, reminded her of what happened last night.
Her face was visibly red, and she reached out and gently pulled off the collar.
Unsurprisingly, there are all traces left by men on the collarbone.
When Ji Qingying dawdled to wash up and went out, Fu Yanzhi appeared in the room.
Hearing the sound, Fu Yanzhi looked back.
Ji Qingying's hair is still messy, her cheeks are white, her skin is white, and the black shirt she wears makes her skin white.
The shirt only reached the thigh, and further down, there were a pair of white long straight legs.
Fu Yanzhi's eyes darkened a bit, he didn't forget the feeling when his legs were hooked to him last night.
He raised his eyes, then set his eyes on her face.
Ji Qingying blushed and turned her eyes away, and said embarrassedly, "Don't look at it."
Fu Yanzhi got up and approached her: "Are you okay?"
"Um."
Her face was hot, and she lowered her head on his shoulder and demanded, "I'll be fine if you don't look at me."
Fu Yanzhi smiled lowly and kissed her earlobe: "Okay, let's go to lunch first."
"lunch?"
Fu Yanzhi said "um": "It's twelve o'clock."
Ji Qingying: "..."
Sitting at the dining table, Ji Qingying looked down at the food on the table, "What time did you get up?"
Fu Yanzhi gave her soup hand a meal and said, "Seven o'clock."
Ji Qingying: "..."
She took the white porcelain bowl and took a sip of the soup, and then she said, "...do you doctors have such good physical strength?"
As soon as the words fell, Ji Qingying met Fu Yanzhi's eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling.
Her face became hot, and she closed her eyes and said, "I just said it casually." She said in a low voice, "Did you go out in the morning?"
"Um."
Fu Yanzhi looked at her: "Does that make you feel?"
Ji Qingying: "How can I not feel when you give me medicine." She suddenly said, "I didn't really fall asleep."
What's more, she also felt that Fu Yan had kissed her.
Fu Yanzhi couldn't help laughing a little when he saw her blushing face.
He cleared his throat and coaxed, "Last night, I didn't seem to be paying attention."
"… "
"do not talk."
Ji Qingying couldn't help kicking him: "Dr. Fu, how are you?"
How could anyone bring up such a thing the next day! Ji Qingying admitted that she had a thick skin when chasing him, but she didn't expect that this person was even thicker and could say anything and do anything.
Out of nowhere, she thought about what he had done last night.
Sure enough, what Chen Xinyu said was right, once the abstinence system was opened, her small body could not bear it at all.
And... Fu Yanzhi is really very self-taught.
Thinking about it, she turned to look at Fu Yanzhi: "Your doctor..."
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows: "What?"
Ji Qingying blushed and said vaguely, "Is there any research on this?"
Hearing this, Fu Yanzhi deliberately asked, "Which aspect?"
Ji Qingying: "..."
She shouldn't have asked.
Fu Yanzhi looked at her blushing face and smiled lowly: "We have a better understanding of the body structure."
Ji Qingying: "... oh."
She didn't ask any more.
After lunch, Ji Qingying didn't want to do anything.
She felt that she needed to rest for a day, a week.
She lay lazily on the sofa to rest, and Fu Yanzhi did everything and sat down beside her.
"tired?"
"No." Ji Qingying said sullenly, "I don't have much strength."
Fu Yanzhi looked down at her: "rest at home today?"
"Um."
She reached out and tugged at his clothes and suggested, "I want to go to the movies at night."
"it is good."
He squeezed her hand: "I'll read a book with you."
Ji Qingying nodded.
The two were sitting in the living room, and it was raining again outside the window. The sound of the rain was very comfortable to listen to.
Ji Qingying squinted and rested for a while, half-dreaming and half-awake, she opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.
Fu Yanzhi didn't leave and made a human-shaped pillow for her on the sofa.
At this moment, the man looked intently at the book in his hand, it was obviously a very ordinary picture, but he made it to make Ji Qingying blush and feel his heartbeat.
His every move was a seduction to her.
Seeing his calm brows and eyes, she inexplicably thought of last night.
With the man on her body, the sweat on her forehead ran down the side of her face as if she had slowed down, flowing down her chin... dripping onto her.
There is a kind of indescribable sexy, which is completely opposite to his noble and cold appearance at the moment.
Thinking about it, Ji Qingying's face flushed again.
While distracted, Fu Yanzhi suddenly looked down at her.
The eyes of the two met, he looked at her deeply, and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"
Ji Qingying: "..."
She turned her head, ignoring him.
"Aren't you reading a book, what are you looking at me for?"
Fu Yanzhi reached out and squeezed her cheek: "Well."
He said: "Some people look at me too directly, I can't ignore it."
Ji Qingying was speechless.
After a while of silence, she suddenly looked up at him: "What about the others?"
"Huh?" Fu Yanzhi looked at her because he didn't know.
Ji Qingying sat up slowly from the sofa, went to his side and said, "Other people look at you very clearly, will you do the same?"
Fu Yanzhi raised his brows slightly and asked, "What?"
Ji Qingying: "...you ask knowingly."
Fu Yanzhi chuckled, lowered his head and rubbed the tip of her nose and said, "Is the other one Ji Qingying?"
"...No."
"Well." Fu Yanzhi replied in a deep voice, "That won't happen."
He opened his mouth, covered her earlobe, and said in a low voice, "Only her eyes, I can't ignore it."
Ji Qingying trembled and pushed him: "Really?"
Fu Yanzhi raised his head, stared at her, and asked casually, "Isn't it enough confirmed last night?"
Ji Qingying: "...don't be a hooligan."
Fu Yan smiled and reminded her, "Who is more of a hooligan?"
Ji Qingying looked at him with anger: "You."
Fu Yanzhi took her hand into his arms, looked for her lips and kissed again, and said temptingly, "Well, I'm going to be a hooligan now, okay? Huh?"
Ji Qingying's ears numb half, leaning on his shoulder to respond: "... um."