Rong Xiaonuo regrets so much now that he shouldn't have deliberately provoke him, now...
She didn't know how long the kiss lasted, and he seemed to want to eat her into his belly.
Just when she felt that she was going to die in the next second, Fu Shenxing finally let go of her.
"I will let you go today."
The corners of his eyes were dyed a faint red, and she was not getting better.
Originally, she deliberately teased him, but in the end she even got caught.
The matter of men and women is really terrifying.
Rong Xiaonuo had been dumbfounded by his kiss, and was almost unable to stand still, but still pretending to be calm, said courageously: "Is it just such a skill?"
Fu Shenxing deliberately messed up her hair, but his eyes were full of doting and love.
"Well, I only have this ability at the moment. I want more, and I will satisfy you when I get better."
The meaning of this sentence is so profound that it shouldn't be too ambiguous.
"Who thought... Don't be ashamed!"
Rong Xiaonuo pointed to the door and said to him: "I have changed my mind. I don't want you to accompany me. Kneel down, my palace is going to rest."
"Good night, see you tomorrow morning."
Fu Shenxing took her waist, she thought he would come again, she was startled, she hurriedly covered her lips, and looked at him in surprise.
He curled his lips in a good mood and knocked on her forehead.
"I want to crook myself and face the wall."
After speaking, a kiss was placed on her forehead, and then she left the room.
After he left, the room became quiet, so that Rong Xiaonuo could almost hear the sound of his heart beating.
It's a heartbeat, she can't deny it.
Her heart moved only for one person.
…
The next day, sunlight came in through the window and hit the cup.
Rong Xiaonuo slowly opened her eyes and smiled when she saw the simple decoration and furnishings around her.
Although nothing happened last night, she could feel that the distance between them was getting closer.
In more than four years, almost 1,500 days and nights of longing were released last night.
Boom--
There was a knock on the door.
Rong Xiaonuo sat up and coughed softly, "Come in."
She thought it was Fu Shenxing, but she did not expect it to be a woman about forty or fifty years old.
"you are?"
"Hello, miss, I am a part-time worker hired by Mr. Fu, and this is the clothes he sent you on behalf of him."
"Thank you."
Rong Xiaonuo took the bag and asked her, "Where is the other person?"
"In the kitchen."
kitchen
Rong Xiaonuo frowned and decided to go downstairs to have a look.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the kitchen, I saw him busy inside.
"Don't you know that your injury is not healed? What's the disturbance?"
Rong Xiaonuo violently snatched the cooking tools from his hand and pointed outside.
"You, right now, go sit outside and don't run around!"
She came down in a hurry, without even having time to change her clothes, she still kept his shirt from last night casually.
Fu Shenxing said in a deep voice, "Are you sure that you appeared in front of me like this because you want me to rest and recuperate instead of making my injuries worse?"
Rong Xiaonuo silently rolled his eyes, pointed outside, and repeated: "Hurry out."
Fu Shen walked out of the kitchen and sat in the dining room, looking at her with a smile: "Are you going to make breakfast for me?"
"Can't it? The poison won't kill you anyway."
After speaking, Rong Xiaonuo started busy in the kitchen.
Don't underestimate her, okay? For these years, she has lived alone abroad, and how can she live without developing some cooking skills
Seeing her decent posture, Fu Shenxing couldn't help being amused, with a hint of expectation.
Well, I don't know what level of cooking she is so proud of.
…
After half an hour.
Rong Xiaonuo came out carrying two plates with slices of bread, bacon and fried eggs.
She put a copy in front of him, her eyebrows raised slightly.
"Try it."
Fu Shenxing took a bite, um... it tasted better than he thought.
But he remembered that she used to be able to boil even noodles without touching Yang Chunshui with her fingers.
She was alone in Paris for the past four years, and she should have suffered a lot.
"How did you learn to cook?"
He wanted to know her life for the past four years, and all the things she experienced during the years he was absent.
"Just... I can't always eat outside, and then I groped at home with An An. Several times, I almost burned the kitchen. It was Lu Chen who helped us put out the fire."
When Lu Chen was mentioned inadvertently, both Rong Xiaonuo and Fu Shenxing were startled.
He only realized now that Lu Chen was still her fiance.
"What are you going to do about him?"
Rong Xiaonuo slapped his head, crying with anger at his memory.
I didn't even tell him last night.
"Then what... Yesterday I wanted to tell you, I have already made it clear to him."
"So, your choice is me, right?"
Obviously I already know her answer, but I still want to hear her say it in person.
"Xiao Nuo, answer me, don't you?"
Rong Xiaonuo gave him an angry look: "Yes, yes, you, and only you. Are you satisfied with Mr. Fu?"
"Very satisfied, Mrs. Fu."
She didn't expect him to take advantage of her in this way, and said strangely: "Don't be ashamed, who is your wife!"
"Sooner or later it will be."
Fu Shenxing ate everything on the plate contentedly, with nothing left.
Next, he will take her to see that person.
He thought about it, no matter what, he would never let her leave her side.
Rong Xiaonuo can only belong to him in this life.
…
Fu Shenxing took Rong Xiaonuo to an apartment in the western suburbs of Tongcheng, walked downstairs to one of the buildings, and used the elevator to go up to the 21st floor.
Rong Xiaonuo couldn't help but teased him: "So familiar, is this the place where your golden house hides the beauty?"
Fu Shenxing did not answer, and took her hand out of the elevator, turned left, stopped at the door of a household, and rang the doorbell.
Before seeing the owner here, Rong Xiaonuo had already filled up countless images of women and countless possibilities.
But when the door opened, she was a little surprised when she saw the person inside.
It was a woman who seemed to be about fifty years old. She took a closer look, and her eyebrows were somewhat similar to Fu Shenxing.
She doesn't remember the things when she was a child, but when she grew up, her parents also told her some people and things in the past.
Therefore, not surprisingly, the person in front of her was her mother's stepsister, and even the younger uncle's half-sister, Fu Sirou.
To talk about it, she should call "auntie".
Fu Sirou was very happy to see Fu Shenxing coming, after all, this is her only relative now.
She came out of prison without a place to stay and no job. He gave her this apartment and arranged a simple job for her.
For this half-brother, her mood is very delicate.
But when she saw the look of the girl next to him, her eyes sank.
"What are you bringing her here!"