Fu Chenyuan was holding two boxes of condoms, specifically the ultra-thin, textured type.
Seemingly noticing Jiang Wanning's gaze, Fu Chenyuan, as if handling a hot potato, put the item back on the shelf.
Jiang Wanning tugged at Fu Chenyuan's sleeve and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Aren't you going to take a box?"
She and Fu Chenyuan were bound to reach this point eventually.
She wasn't planning on having children so early, so contraception was necessary.
"Is that okay?" he asked.
Jiang Wanning didn't reply to him, but instead lightly punched Fu Chenyuan's arm in embarrassment and annoyance.
Fu Chenyuan chuckled softly, changed to a different size, and took out a box.
Neither of them spoke when it came time to pay the bill.
Jiang Wanning only breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the supermarket.
Fu Chenyuan seemed even more flustered than she was just now; he seems rather innocent.
Thinking this way, Jiang Wanning couldn't help but smile.
"What are you laughing at?" Fu Chenyuan suddenly asked.
"No, it's nothing." She couldn't tell Fu Chenyuan what she was thinking.
Back at Xishan Fenglin, Fu Chenyuan took off his suit jacket and placed it on the side of the sofa. He turned on the TV and opened a drawer in the coffee table, which was filled with snacks.
Fu Chenyuan gently patted Jiang Wanning's head: "If you're bored, watch some TV, I'll go cook."
Jiang Wanning stood up: "I can cook too, let me help."
Fu Chenyuan, however, was quite domineering: "I can manage on my own, you can play. Wan Ning, I don't want you to get tired."
He looked at Jiang Wanning's information yesterday, for a very long time.
Jiang Wanning's life in the Zhao family was not easy. Even in college, the Zhao family refused to pay her tuition. They even opposed Jiang Wanning going to college, wanting to keep her confined at home and let them do whatever they wanted with her.
Fu Chenyuan didn't dare get too close, fearing that if he did, Jiang Wanning would be taken by force, and he was afraid that he would want to keep Jiang Wanning by his side and never let her go.
He deliberately avoided paying attention to news about Jiang Wanning.
When she saw Jiang Wanning from afar, she had a smile on her face.
She was like the radiant sun and the bright moonlight; no shadow could shroud her.
Who would have thought that she lived such a life in the Zhao family?
The Zhao family's eldest daughter is only outwardly glamorous.
Therefore, he was afraid that whenever Jiang Wanning cooked, she would think of bad memories from the past.
He wanted to cover up those bad memories.
Jiang Wanning found it a bit strange, as she had always been very busy.
When I was at the Zhao family's house, I was busy with housework, and when I went to university, I was busy studying and earning money. I've never had the chance to leisurely wait for food like this before.
Before leaving, Fu Chenyuan lowered his head and gently kissed Jiang Wanning's cheek.
He seemed to really enjoy kissing her like that; it was so innocent and pure.
Fu Chenyuan went to the kitchen, and Jiang Wanning took the remote control to change the channel. The TV was replaying a variety show, and one of the male celebrities, Gu Lingyang, was the one Su Zhihan had been switching sides with recently.
Su Zhihan would swoon whenever Gu Lingyang was mentioned, calling him "my husband" all the time.
It's hard to say how long this opportunist will stay in Su Zhihan's heart.
Gu Lingyang is also very handsome, with excellent bone structure. He is the kind of man who exudes a sense of abstinence and charm. Just by standing there, he can attract the attention of many people.
Since she was bored anyway, Jiang Wanning didn't change the channel and let the variety show continue playing.
There were many snacks in the cupboard. Jiang Wanning took a bag of cucumber-flavored potato chips, washed her hands, and slowly began to eat the chips.
Jiang Wanning glanced into the kitchen and felt that it wasn't right for her to eat alone.
She hesitated for only half a second before standing up and walking towards the kitchen.
The man was processing pork ribs, repeatedly scrubbing and washing them with flour added to the water to absorb the blood.
Hearing the noise, he turned around and his eyes immediately softened: "What's wrong? Are you hungry? Dinner will be ready in about thirty minutes."
Jiang Wanning held a potato chip in her hand: "I wanted to ask if you want some?"
Fu Chenyuan's gaze fell on Jiang Wanning's lips, which were stained with a few crumbs but she was unaware of it, making one want to pity her...
Forcing himself to look away, Fu Chenyuan's gaze fell on her slender fingers, and he nodded: "Okay, I'll try it."
Jiang Wanning walked over to Fu Chenyuan and saw that both of Fu Chenyuan's hands were not working properly, and that he looked like he was waiting to be fed. She fed him potato chips.
Fu Chenyuan lowered his head and took it in his mouth, staring intently at her, as if he couldn't see right through her.
His gaze was so intense that Jiang Wanning had the illusion that he wanted to devour her whole.
Is he hungry?
Jiang Wanning didn't think much of it and fed Fu Chenyuan another piece.
After feeding her several pieces, Jiang Wanning's fingers were once again touched by Fu Chenyuan's warm, slightly moist lips.
Jiang Wanning quickly withdrew her hand: "Then I'll go watch TV."
She can't keep feeding him this whole bag of potato chips forever.
"Wan Ning." Fu Chenyuan called out to her.
"Um?"
Jiang Wanning stopped in her tracks, somewhat puzzled.
"Could you help me tie my apron? Thank you."
"Okay." Jiang Wanning put down the potato chips and looked at Fu Chenyuan wearing a clean white shirt. If she really put some blood on it, the image would be too beautiful to imagine.
He leaned back, spread his arms, and rested his hands on the sink.
Jiang Wanning took the apron and could only tie it for him from the front.
Because of Fu Chenyuan's posture, Jiang Wanning leaned over without thinking.
Her hands encircled Fu Chenyuan from the front, as if she were holding him in her arms.
As she got closer, her cheek brushed against Fu Chenyuan's shirt, causing a slight itch. Only then did Jiang Wanning realize that the position was somewhat ambiguous.
But since things had come to this point, Jiang Wanning had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.
As she had told Fu Chenyuan, she did not treat marriage lightly. Since she agreed to register her marriage with Fu Chenyuan, she was serious about this marriage.
Jiang Wanning put her arm around Fu Chenyuan's back and tied the two straps for him before she breathed a sigh of relief.
It wasn't hot, but fine beads of sweat seemed to be seeping from my forehead.
Fu Chenyuan's waist is strong and slender, it feels so nice to hug him.
"Then I'll go out."
"Okay." Fu Chenyuan's voice seemed somewhat restrained and hoarse, as if he was suppressing something.
Jiang Wanning went out, looking at the various handsome male celebrities on the variety show, but she was thinking about Fu Chenyuan.
My brother's waist isn't just a waist; it's a killing knife. That thought suddenly popped into my head.
Jiang Wanning choked on her own thought.
She didn't seem to pay attention to what the variety show was showing; all she could think about was how amazing Fu Chenyuan's waist was!
What you see with your own eyes is one thing, but experiencing it firsthand is another.
After an unknown amount of time, the aroma of food wafted over, and a deep voice asked, "Is it good?"
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