Fu Chenyuan retorted to Gu Lingyang: "Have you signed a new drama contract? Are you ready? Stop filming variety shows. If you don't film a new drama soon, you'll be replaced by other younger and more handsome men. The entertainment industry changes quickly; your prime might only last two more years at most. Male celebrities over 28 aren't popular anymore; they're considered senior."
Gu Lingyang: [A thousand arrows piercing my heart, clutching my chest. jpg.]
Fu Chenyuan retorted to Lu Heng: "You have a reputation for being a playboy. You're clearly not a womanizer, but you insist on acting like one. Be careful, when you meet a girl you like, your image might get completely distorted and you won't be able to fix it."
Lu Heng: [...]
He suddenly had a flash of inspiration: [Is Shen Yuan acting like he'd been shot? Is he sexually frustrated? Did his wife reject his advances? Ah, Watson, you've suddenly missed a crucial detail.]
Gu Lingyang chimed in, "[Exactly! Instead of sleeping with your girlfriend tonight, he's here arguing with us. I think he's just bored. Oh, does your girlfriend know you have a crush on her? Are you too shy to confess? Call me 'brother,' and I'll teach you how to win her heart.]"
This conversation is getting more and more off-topic.
Lu Heng was good at grasping the key points: [Unrequited love? What! You said last time that Shen Yuan's sweetheart was his sister-in-law? What did I just discover? My god, our Shen Yuan is so innocent, and he's still playing the unrequited love card? So, you've been planning this for a long time? Poor sister-in-law, you tricked her into the Fu family, do you dare to say it?]
System notification: This group has been disbanded.
Gu Lingyang and Lu Heng slapped their thighs and laughed wildly. Soon, Lu Heng created a new chat group and added Fu Chenyuan to it.
[Tell me more! You're really something, why are you so shy about saying it?]
Fu Chenyuan glanced at it, muted it, put his phone down, ignored them, and started working.
When he returned to the bedroom, Jiang Wanning was indeed asleep.
Fu Chenyuan habitually held Jiang Wanning in his arms as he got into bed, and then fell asleep peacefully.
In the middle of the night, the room was pitch black, and only the general outlines of objects could be seen. Fu Chenyuan suddenly woke up with a start.
He lay there, staring at the dark ceiling, and smiled silently.
A few years ago, when he was at the tail end of his adolescence, he also had a similar dream, and the object of his dream was none other than Jiang Wanning.
The little girl was badly bullied by him; tears welled in her eyes, she stared at him accusingly, and bit her lower lip hard.
He told her to release her lips, but she wouldn't listen, so he lowered his head and kissed her.
In her gaze, he looked just like he does now...
At that time, he felt like a beast, how could he have such a dream, how could he desecrate his own bright moon.
Last night, he also had a wet dream.
In my dreams, it's still Jiang Wanning.
The difference is that this is the current Jiang Wanning.
She has grown up, like the freshest and juiciest peach.
He lowered his head and took a bite; it was full of delicious juice.
Now, he feels no guilt.
She is his wife, and he is waiting for her to fall in love.
It was easy to get her body; after all, they were husband and wife.
Jiang Wanning gradually adapted to his touch, his kisses, and his intimacy.
He wanted to win her heart.
Will she one day love him as much as he does, and be crazy about him?
Fu Chenyuan quietly got up and went to another room to wash up so as not to disturb Jiang Wanning.
Looking at the still energetic guy, Fu Chenyuan closed his eyes, and the image of Jiang Wanning appeared in his mind. Every expression of hers was so vivid.
Yesterday's dream is still so clear in my memory. In the dream, Jiang Wanning shed her aloofness and became proactive, innocent, and alluring.
Fu Chenyuan looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes were red at the corners, and his gaze was somewhat hazy, clearly showing that he was moved.
Gu Lingyang and Lu Heng were right; he was indeed somewhat unsatisfied.
He didn't not want Jiang Wanning; he was desperate for her.
Just wait a little longer, it will be soon. After the wedding, Jiang Wanning will completely belong to him.
Jiang Wanning felt the stove behind her disappear.
She had gotten used to Fu Chenyuan's body temperature over the past few nights, and when no one was holding her from behind, she suddenly woke up.
Jiang Wanning turned over, only to find nothing. She suddenly opened her eyes.
Where did Fu Chenyuan go? Or did Fu Chenyuan not come at all?
Is he still busy with work so late?
The bed next to him was still warm, suggesting that Fu Chenyuan might have left not long ago.
Jiang Wanning softly called out, "Shen Yuan? Shen Yuan? Husband?"
As Fu Chenyuan gently pushed the door open, he heard Jiang Wanning calling him.
The word "husband" made Fu Chenyuan freeze in place, his heart filled with overwhelming joy.
He's truly hopeless; Jiang Wanning's unconscious "husband" filled him with ecstatic joy.
Fu Chenyuan immediately got into bed and embraced Jiang Wanning.
"Where did you go?" Jiang Wanning turned around and asked him groggily.
She was very sleepy, her eyes were a little hard to keep open. She could fall asleep easily, but she had many dreams and needed a longer sleep.
"Nowhere. Go to sleep." Fu Chenyuan lowered his voice and gently kissed Jiang Wanning's forehead.
Jiang Wanning, like an octopus, automatically clung to Fu Chenyuan.
Fu Chenyuan's body was stiff and he couldn't relax.
Oh my god, her body is so soft, and her sweet fragrance is incredibly arousing.
He just used his five fingers in the bathroom, and now...
Jiang Wanning was quite relieved. Seeing that Fu Chenyuan had returned, she fell into a deep sleep again in his familiar embrace.
Fu Chenyuan slowly calmed his inner turmoil, and once all the agitation subsided, he whispered, "Are you really that trusting of me?"
Or perhaps Jiang Wanning had become accustomed to it and thought that sharing a bed with her husband was enough.
Just sleeping in the same bed, how can there be any communication or contact?
Listening to Jiang Wanning's shallow, steady breathing, Fu Chenyuan waited for dawn.
Once he wakes up in the middle of the night, he can't fall back asleep.
In the past, when I couldn't sleep, I would sit in that room, guarding that wedding dress, thinking of Jiang Wanning.
Jiang Wanning is in his arms now.
Although he still suffers from insomnia, his heart is no longer restless and anxious, but calm and peaceful.
Yes, as long as Jiang Wanning is by his side, within his sight, and within his reach, he feels at ease.
After lying with Jiang Wanning for another half hour, Fu Chenyuan got up, dressed, washed up, and went to the study.
The study light was on late at night, and Fu Chenyuan went to the company early the next morning. He had to go on a business trip to another province at the last minute, and he only had time to leave a note for Jiang Wanning.
When Jiang Wanning woke up, Fu Chenyuan was indeed not by her side.
She got up and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth; there was a sticky note on the mirror.
Jiang Wanning peeled it off and held it in her hand to look at it.
Fu Chenyuan only wrote a few words: Wife, I have to go on a business trip temporarily, don't worry.
Should we tell her not to miss us?
Jiang Wanning felt that Fu Chenyuan meant for her to miss him more.
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