Chapter 106: Gentle Land, Hero's Tomb

Fu Zheng recognized it as a Jaguar in his garage.

He walked across the street with his coat.

Through the windshield in front of the car, he saw Wen Liang leaning back in the chair, arms folded across his chest, looking at him leisurely.

Fu Zheng walked around the front of the car to the other side, opened the passenger door, and got in. "How long have you been here? Why didn't you call me?"

Wen Liang started the car. "It wasn't long. Someone was throwing himself at me at that moment. How could you have noticed me?"

As soon as she parked the car, she saw Wu Ling fall into his arms. She was so focused on watching the show that she didn't even think of making a phone call.

Fu Zheng smiled and explained, "I just helped her up."

Wu Ling's control of the situation was just right that night, but she couldn't keep her composure in the end.

Just now in the elevator, he saw Wu Ling's unfinished actions on the wall.

Fu Zheng didn't believe that he really sprained his ankle.

It seems that just as Wen Liang said, Wu Ling likes him.

"Why don't you take him to the hospital? If you take him there and then back home, there might be something unexpected."

Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang and lowered the window on his side to let the wind in. "Now there is also an unexpected surprise."

"Um?"

"You'll know when you get home."

When Wen Liang was taking a shower, Fu Zheng walked in wearing a bathrobe, his face flushed, his voice hoarse, and his breathing heavy.

She finally knew what the unexpected surprise Fu Zheng was talking about.

When he got in the car, Fu Zheng realized that something was wrong with his body.

When I got home, I felt like my whole body was on fire, with a heat surging from deep inside my body, and even my throat was dry.

He was drugged.

Fu Zheng didn't expect Wu Ling to do this. While he was angry, he also felt a little secretly happy.

Wen Liang still felt a little resistant to him.

This will be a great opportunity to ease the relationship between the two.

Wen Liang shrank into the corner and suggested with a smile, "Why don't you take a cold shower? Didn't you do that last time..."

"It's cold now. Taking a cold shower will make you catch a cold."

Fu Zheng approached step by step, looking at him with burning eyes, with some kind of burning flame flashing in his eyes, and interrupted him.

"Why don't you go to the hospital..."

"It's too late."

"Don't be like this... mmm..."

Wen Liang's lips were blocked.

Fu Zheng hugged her, put his big hands on the back of her neck, and deepened the kiss.

There is some tenderness in the passion.

The hand that fell on her waist went down along her spine and rubbed the soft and plump part twice.

Then he held Wenliang's hand and guided it under the bathrobe.

The man's breath filled every corner of the warm and cool nose and mouth.

The kiss was wet and hot.

Wenliang was almost out of breath.

Her other hand was tightly grasping Fu Zheng's bathrobe, but somehow she accidentally pulled the tie of the bathrobe.

The robe fell to the ground and was quickly soaked by water.

The sound of water dripping in the bathroom, the man's heavy breathing and the woman's soft moans mixed together.

The space, which was not large to begin with, was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Wen Liang leaned his arms against the wall, swaying with the rhythm, his eyes blurred, his face flushed, and his lips slightly open.

Fu Zheng held her slender waist with one hand and put the other hand around her body, saying vaguely, "Is it getting bigger here?"

At this moment, Wen Liang regretted very much that he did not lock the door when taking a shower.

The thought flashed through her mind, and she was drawn into the whirlpool of emotions again.

After a long time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Fu Zheng carried Wen Liang, who was wrapped in a bath towel, out, put her on the bed, and started a new round of conquest.

The two figures overlapped on the big bed.

The room was filled with ambiguous sounds.

Even the moon was ashamed and hid behind the clouds.

In the early morning, when Wen Liang opened his eyes, what caught his eye was Fu Zheng's muscular chest with several obvious scratches on it.

There are a few small strawberries on his neck, which are placed very cleverly and are faintly visible when he puts on a shirt.

This is her bad taste, it has always been like this.

But she thought she would never fall like this again.

But after getting close to him, I couldn't help but sink into it again.

Wen Liang moved his body and felt sore all over.

Thinking back to what happened last night, Wen Liang pursed his lips.

He was a bit of a jerk, saying several times that it would be done soon, but he never stopped. By the time she got there, she was no longer fully conscious.

In fact, they hadn't met since he went on a business trip in July.

It's been a long time since we last met.

He had good technique and she enjoyed it.

"Are you awake? What are you thinking about so early in the morning? Your face is so red." Fu Zheng came up and joked with a smile.

Wen Liang quickly denied it, "I didn't think anything, why haven't you gotten up yet?"

According to his previous schedule, he should be running outside at this time.

"I'll stop running in the morning for today."

After a while, Fu Zheng suddenly said, "I finally understand why the old saying goes like that."

"What old saying?" Wen Liang asked casually.

"A gentle place, a hero's grave."

Wen Liang: “…”

Fu Zheng put his arm around Wen Liang's waist, his eyes gentle, "Do you want to get up now or take a nap?"

"Take a nap for a while," Wen Liang said, "I'm a little sleepy."

They stayed up too late last night and didn't get much sleep.

The two of them hugged each other and took a nap in bed for a while, then got up on time at seven o'clock.

After breakfast, they went to the company together.

It seems like we have returned to the previous state.

When they said goodbye at the elevator, Fu Zheng took Wen Liang's hand and kissed her on the lips.

The heroine quickly pushed him away, careful not to be seen by others.

The employees who were still in a panic suddenly discovered that President Fu had changed back when they went to work today to report to him. He was no longer the President Fu who could explode at any time, but the elegant and gentle President Fu.

This is simply great news.

Some sharp-eyed people immediately noticed something wrong with Fu Zheng's neck.

Wen Liang went to the bathroom and heard two female colleagues talking in the toilet cubicle.

One person said, "Hey, did you see Mr. Fu today?"

"Yes, what happened?"

"Didn't you notice?"

"What did you find?"

"You didn't notice this? It's so obvious."

"What did you find?"

"Let me tell you, there are two little strawberries on Mr. Fu's neck today, right on his shirt. He can see them when he turns his head."

"real?"

"If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself. Oh, I'm really envious. I wonder who can get such a handsome guy like Mr. Fu. In fact, I've seen it on his neck before, in a similar position. I guess Mr. Fu has a regular bed partner."

"It's not surprising. Think about the worst case scenario. What if Mr. Fu is not able to do it?"

"No! You can't say Mr. Fu is incompetent! Anyone can be incompetent, but Mr. Fu can be! And I've heard that the straighter the nose, the bigger the penis."

"Mr. Fu's nose is really superior."

The strawberry on Mr. Fu's neck quickly became a hot topic throughout the company. Everyone knew about it, and most people speculated that it was Miss Chu or his regular bed partner.

Only Wen Liang's assistant was different. He guessed it was President Fu and Director Wen.

Because the atmosphere between President Fu and Director Wen today is completely different from that day.

The situation was tense that day, but today, there was a sticky and ambiguous feeling between them.

"What are you talking about? You even dare to talk about Mr. Fu's private life. Why don't you get back to work?" Wu Ling scolded.

The employees stopped gossiping and started working seriously.

Wu Ling returned to her seat, closed her eyes, and felt extremely jealous.

He knew that he had made a wedding dress for others in vain yesterday.

Warm and cool!

Thinking of the scene at the elevator entrance just now, Wu Ling almost broke her nails.

At this moment, the landline phone on the desk rang.

Wu Ling took a look and saw that it was an insider from the president's office.

She answered the phone, "Hello, Mr. Fu."