Chapter 71: Coaxing to sleep
Song Yujia carried his new bag and took Fu Zhun to rob various stores. With a wave of her hand, she could buy a lot of things, and with a swipe of Fu Zhun's card, she could pay.
"Jia Jia!"
The two people who were still in the store turned around and saw Song's father and mother who should still be in the cinema.
"Mom, your movie ended early?"
Song's mother shook her hair and said unhappily, "It's your dad who had to go to the bathroom before the movie started. He didn't come out even after the movie started."
"People have three urgent things to do. You didn't wait for me and went straight to get a three-hour manicure."
Song's mother stretched out her hand and took Song Yujiaxin to admire her new manicure. "Three hours is short, okay? How about it, baby? It's beautiful, isn't it?"
"Mmm, it looks good."
After the four of them met up, Song's mother took them to a certain store to buy clothes. In the VIP room, models came in and out one after another, showing Vic the new clothes of the season.
"Baby, would you like to try that fur?"
"Mom, if I put that dress on, it's like a child wearing adult clothes. It's so long, I'll become a mop when I wear it, and the mall won't pay me for mopping the floor."
"What are you talking about, kid?"
Song Yujia had a bitter face. There were obviously better-looking men's clothes that would suit him better, but the clothes his mother liked were more abstract than the last and all of them looked very ladylike. His father kept praising his mother for her unique taste.
Fortunately, the desserts here are delicious and low in sugar and fat. Even a hundred Fu Zhuns can't stop him.
"Stop eating and try the pink one."
Looking in the direction of Song's mother's finger, she was better than expected, at least she was not a noble lady anymore.
Song Yujia obediently entered the fitting room, and Song's mother also went to pick out clothes to change into.
Seeing that everyone had left, Song's father glanced at Fu Zhun who was sitting next to him and said, "Xiao Fu, you must be tired. When you accompany your wife shopping, you have to be patient. Look at me, when I accompanied your mother-in-law to get a manicure and go shopping, I didn't even go to the restroom until she was satisfied. Learn from me."
Fu Zhun smiled and did not point out that Song's mother complained about him having to poop before the movie started. He just nodded and followed Song's father's words. Seeing that he was obedient, Song's father smiled and stuffed a small piece of cake into his mouth. He had wanted to remind him before, but Song Yujia was as attached to Fu Zhun as if she had painted 502, so he couldn't find a chance.
The only morning he was alone made him so exhausted that he wanted to fall asleep. He had no energy to talk.
After Song Yujia came out wearing a pink outfit, she looked in the mirror and wanted to change.
Fu Jun stared at him and felt pink bubbles starting to appear all around him. It was so pink and tender, just like the small cake in front of him. He knew it must be sweet and soft without even eating it. He walked over and smoothed his hair, then pulled him to stand in front of the mirror when he wanted to leave.
"What's wrong, baby?"
"It's too pink, I dress like a little girl."
"How could that be? Who says that pink means girls and blue means boys? This outfit looks so good on you, buy it."
Looking at herself in the mirror and then at Fu Jun standing next to her, Song Yujia suddenly didn't want to do anything. It would definitely be comfortable if she could stay with Fu Jun all day.
She took Fu Zhun's hand and shook it, "Hubby, you really have the flavor of a mature man."
"What is that smell? Can perfume cover it up?"
"Would others think we were a son and a father?"
Fu Zhun's face froze. He looked at himself in the mirror carefully and felt that he was already dressed very young. He swallowed and said, "It shouldn't be possible. Who has such poor eyesight?"
"Then if we go out together and meet your colleagues, will they think I am your lover?"
Looking at Song Yujia's delicate face, Fu Zhun pretended to ask himself in a wronged tone. He glanced through the mirror at Song's father who was sitting in the back and staring at him covetously, and tried hard to suppress the thought of missing his relatives.
"Baby, everyone who knows me knows it now."
"Know what?"
"I know that the young master of the Song family is now the head of the Fu family."
"Cough! Cough cough cough!"
Hearing Song's father coughing loudly behind him, Fu Zhun naturally moved to the side and stopped whispering.
"Dad, look, does this dress look good?"
"Whatever clothes our Jia Jia wears, they will look great on her. Buy them. Dad will buy them for you!"
Before Song's father could say something, Song's mother came out and hurried over to see his wife.
Song Yujia raised her hand and touched Fu Zhun's forehead, then whispered in his ear, "Honey, can we go out for a walk? I feel like your voice is a little hoarse, are you catching a cold?"
After feeling it for a while, he withdrew his hand with some concern, "It feels a little hot, why don't we go first."
Fu Zhun paid for Song Yujia's clothes and asked the salesperson to put all the clothes bought by Song's mother on his account. He said goodbye to Song's father and mother and went straight home.
After returning to the Song family, Song Yujia rummaged through the drawers and found some cold medicine, and ordered Fu Zhun to take it and go to bed.
"It's not that serious, baby. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep."
"No, what if you don't get enough rest and your cold gets worse? Do you want me to put you to sleep?"
Fu Zhun originally thought that the Song family also had a gym, so he could go there to work out, sweat, and feel better immediately. But he also thought that it might be a very enjoyable thing to have Song Yujia coax him to sleep. Between enjoyment and sweating, he chose to enjoy the sweat.
"Okay, maybe I can get some sleep if you coax me."
Song Yujia took off her clothes and knelt beside the bed. She pulled back the quilt and patted it, "Come up quickly, husband."
Fu Jun raised his eyebrows and lay down obediently.
Seeing the man lying flat, Song Yujia also adjusted her own position. Because of the height issue, she let Fu Zhun sleep down, and then she moved up until his head touched the bed board, so that Fu Zhun's head could be buried on her chest. After getting into the right position, she reached out and gently patted his back.
Fu Zhun didn't expect this to happen. After being patted twice, he couldn't help laughing, "Baby, can I really fall asleep like this?"
"Yes, yes. When you have a cold, you are the weakest and most insecure. You can bury your head in my arms and fall asleep quickly. I usually sleep like this and I sleep soundly."
Fu Zhun stopped talking. He realized that Song Yujia was imitating the way he had coaxed him to sleep before, so he closed his eyes and let him do it.
The rhythmic sound of patting on the back echoed in the room, stabilizing the heartbeats of both of them. The sound gradually disappeared until Song Yujia fell into a drowsy sleep.
Fu Zhun, who was buried in his arms, opened his eyes, slowly held Song Yujia and moved down a little, returning to their usual position.
I was thinking in my heart, he has been abstaining from sex for so many years, but now he wants to do it to anyone he hugs. Song Yujia is really annoying.
After Song's father and mother came back, they didn't see anyone at home. It was quiet and there was no response when they knocked on the door. When they opened the door, they saw two people sleeping in each other's arms.
He pinched Song's father's mouth as he was about to call for help and closed the door.
"It's almost time for dinner, why don't you yell?"
"Why are you calling them? One has to go to school and the other has to work. It's a rare day off, can't they just sleep in? When they wake up, they will get up and make food for themselves."
"oh"
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