Chapter 51 Pretty Doll
After the last injury, Song Yujia once again experienced the feeling of having to open his mouth for food. Although he thought Fu Zhun was a bit exaggerated and his hands were not broken, he also enjoyed this feeling. It was just that sitting was really uncomfortable. If possible, he would rather eat while sitting on the toilet because the middle was empty and there would be no pain from pressure.
After dinner and taking everyone to wash up, Fu Zhun went to bed and accompanied Song Yujia to sleep for another night.
Looking at Song Yujia slowly gushing out on the bed, Fu Jun wanted to strip him of his clothes and check him over again from head to toe.
When changing clothes and sitting on the bed, Fu Jun noticed that Song Yujia looked uncomfortable, and he was lying on his side on the bed. However, Song Yujia was too proud to say anything. He said that his wound was swollen when he saw it yesterday, and he didn't know if it had healed after applying medicine. He should have applied medicine again this morning before he woke up.
"Does it still hurt? Can I take another look at it for you?"
"No, I'm fine."
Song Yujia shyly snuggled into Fu Jun's arms, and arched her furry head twice to attract Fu Jun's attention.
"What's wrong, baby?"
"Honey, actually I didn't really mean it when I asked you to have a baby with someone else last time. I don't know why I lost my mind. I'm so angry with myself when I think about it now."
Fu Zhun was stunned when he heard him say this. "Baby, why are you saying this all of a sudden? Didn't we make it clear before and apologize?"
"I just thought about it, and I feel so sorry for you. You must have been very angry at that time. In fact, I was thinking about this before, but I didn't dare to say it because I was afraid that you would think badly of me if you thought about it carefully."
Song Yujia looked at Fu Zhun guiltily, her big eyes were moist and very beautiful.
Fu Zhun's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he pretended to be embarrassed and said, "What should we do now, baby? We have done it before, and there is definitely no one who is willing to have a child with me. Or, can you give birth to a child for me?"
Song Yujia, who was about to cry out of guilt, suddenly blushed and held back her tears.
"How can I give birth to a baby! You actually really want a baby! I...Jin Zi, Jin Zi is my child, okay? He calls you daddy, too."
Seeing that he was about to get angry, Fu Jun kissed away the tears hanging on his eyelashes, held Song Yujia in his arms, and caressed her back.
"Don't worry, I won't have a baby with anyone else, and I don't want other babies. You are enough for me, and I also have our golden princess. Our baby is so good, and my heart is so small that it's already crowded with you, so where is there room for others?"
Fu Jun took Song Yujia's hand and placed it on his chest, letting him feel his heartbeat. "It only beats so fast when it sees you."
The powerful heart kept hitting Song Yujia's hand, and he felt his palm start to feel hot. Song Yujia was so aroused that he didn't know what to do. He didn't understand why Fu Zhun's words were so poking at him. Could this be the result of his good study?
Following his example, she placed Fu Zhun's hand on her chest as well, "Hubby, my heart beats fast every time I see you. He is also very small, and you are bigger than me. You are more crowded inside, and there is no room for anyone else."
Fu Zhun was almost dizzy with cuteness. Actually, Fu Qichen loved playing with dolls when he was a child, which Fu Zhun could not understand at all. But now, looking at Song Yujia in his arms, confessing her love to him clumsily, with curly hair, rosy face, and big watery eyes, which were filled with him, isn’t she also a beautiful doll?
Now he really wants to hug the doll and laugh, and he hugs it every time he goes out.
Song Yujia clung to Fu Zhun like an octopus, approached him and said mysteriously, "Fu Zhun, I want to tell you something."
Fu Zhun patted Song Yujia's butt gently and said, "Call me husband."
"Oh, honey, let me tell you, hehe, I really, really, really like you. I want to be with you forever and kiss you eight hundred times every day."
"I prefer French, if possible."
“No selection method allowed.”
"Well, that's a shame."
She pouted and stamped on Fu Zhun's face a few times like stamping, and then suddenly her chin was pinched to fix him, and she did the French forced thing.
"Baby, we were always going to be together."
"Uh-huh."
Song Yujia was almost moved to death, and turned around dizzy. Fu Zhun saw the opportunity and said, "Baby, can I apply the medicine to you again? I know you are fine, but it would be better if you can recover faster. Can I not see it?"
While asking this, he stood up and took the ointment from the drawer.
"But...can I not apply it? It really doesn't hurt..."
Fu Zhun didn't answer. He lowered his head and kissed Song Yujia. He exerted force and pulled her to lie on top of him. He unscrewed the cap of the ointment and squeezed a little on his hand.
Song Yujia was confused by the kiss, and Fu Jun's hands were wandering on her back. She completely forgot what he was going to do. When she was applying the ointment, she shuddered and wanted to get up, but Fu Jun pressed her head down and continued to kiss her.
When they were released, their two hearts were beating closely together. Song Yujia reached out to wipe away the saliva on Fu Zhun's mouth, then lowered her head and buried it, speaking in a buzzing voice.
"Fu Zhun, I hate you!"
"Will you still like me later?"
"We'll talk about it later and see how you perform."
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In the afternoon, Song Yujia took several sets of clothes sent by Lin Jia and refused Fu Zhun's request to dress him. He stood in front of the mirror for half an hour. Finally, he put on a hooded sweatshirt and fastened the hood so that the red marks on his neck were less obvious.
"What a beast! Is he a man-eater or a beast?"
Because of dealing with Yang, there was a lot more work in the company. Lin Jia had to run back and forth twice. If he didn't go back quickly, Fu Zhun would be overwhelmed by documents.
During this time, Fu Zhun kept checking his physical condition. He was actually fine. He still felt a little strange in the right places, his legs were a little trembling, his waist was sore, and his throat was a little sore. The only good thing was that he didn't have a fever.
But he didn't admit it, wanting Fu Zhun to go back earlier so that he wouldn't have to work too hard in the next few days. "I'm really fine. I don't feel anything anymore. Husband, you have to work harder."
Song Yujia's remarks made Fu Zhun lose his temper, so he could only ask Lin Jia to prepare some soft cushions. However, when they were in the car, Song Yujia would still sit with her butt sticking out and resting her head on his legs, saying that she was "sleepy".
Fu Zhun looked down at the person in his arms. Even when he encountered a speed bump, he only frowned when he felt uncomfortable. Normally, he would never endure it when he felt uncomfortable, but now he didn't even groan. He felt so distressed that he didn't know what to do. He took the seat cushions and stuffed two more behind Song Yujia's butt. Fortunately, the back seat of the car driven by Lin Jia had a lot of space.
After putting the cushion away, I sent a message to Tiger who was still there watching Yang Yu "enjoying" himself, waiting for him to finish before beating him up.
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