81 “A man’s golden period.”

Li Fuzheng pointed at the notebook and said, "You..."

"Nothing!" Meng Liyue was so flustered that she didn't have time to think about anything. She closed the suitcase and said, "I won't pack it today. I'll think about it later."

Her abnormal behavior made him narrow his eyes slowly.

But looking at her obviously nervous expression, he slowly calmed down, his thoughts were hard to detect, and he quickly smiled and said, "Okay."

He put the sorted clothes back into the closet as if nothing had happened and did not mention the notebook again, as if he did not take it to heart at all.

Meng Liyue hesitated and stepped forward. Seeing that Li Fuzheng had almost finished packing, he suddenly gave a push with all his strength, not knowing where he got the strength from.

Li Fu Zheng was pushed down by her, with the bed behind him.

She straddled him.

With his hot fingers on her waist, he looked up and met her gaze, his eyes growing darker.

"As punishment for ignoring me, tonight, that is."

Long awaited.

The atmosphere is intense.

Meng Liyue held his hard abdominal muscles with both hands and felt...

His abdominal muscles were not trained in vain.

…

When she woke up, Meng Liyue opened the drawer and counted them again, this time she had used a few.

Although they are still young, wouldn't this be... an over-expenditure of energy?

When you reach a certain age...

Meng Liyue couldn't help but think that it could actually be done slowly and steadily.

As soon as Li Fuzheng entered the room, he saw her sighing into the drawer. He raised his eyebrows, walked over slowly, and scratched inside with his fingers a few times: "Baby, are you reminding me that it's not enough?"

He is only twenty-eight, and he has been holding back a lot in his life. He finally has a wife, and... they are a perfect match.

Every time, it is the ultimate pleasure and enjoyment.

So, I never thought about the issue of moderation.

Meng Liyue looked at him seriously and said, "You have to be careful. They say that a man's golden period is only a few years. Once that happens, then..."

Li Fuzheng took a step forward, his gaze looking down at her as if to devour her.

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled dangerously: "It seems that my wife has great doubts about my ability. I should prove it with actual actions, right?"

"No, no, let's talk about it later!"

Meng Liyue's frightened expression was really cute to Li Fuzheng. He wanted to tease her, so he slowly bent down and stared into her eyes.

Passion and desire coexist, spreading little by little.

"I think it's better to do it now than today..."

When he was about to come over, Meng Liyue bit his lips hard, and when he felt the pain, she pulled back the quilt and ran away.

Li Fuzheng stood up straight, stroked his lips with his fingertips, and smiled helplessly.

When I went out again, she was curled up on the sofa, sending messages.

Xiao Rong asked her for help: "What should I do? He doesn't accept my WeChat!"

"Didn't you see it?"

"It was added last night."

"Why not just call him directly?"

Xiao Rong began to wonder: "Will he find me annoying?"

Meng Liyue had no way to answer. If it were her, she would definitely not dare to do so.

If she had enough courage, she would not have secretly followed Li Fuzheng for so many years, being so cautious and afraid that her hidden thoughts would be discovered by anyone.

"I know that the men I like are hard to chase..."

Meng Liyue thought about it for a while and gave her an idea: "Why don't you ask him if he can pass it by saying that you want to cooperate with the record?"

"Yes, I'll try!"

After chatting for a while, he looked up and came out of the kitchen to meet her overly sweet smile.

He had a hunch: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"My mother asked us to go back for dinner tonight."

Li Fuzheng agreed decisively: "Okay."

He wasn't worried about anything.

But that nonchalant look completely disappeared after Meng Liyue's next words.

"My mother wanted to celebrate my birthday in advance, and she also called Huaizhi... Brother, you know, his parents are gone, and my mother has treated him as a family member in those years, so..."

Li Fuzheng looked at her expressionlessly.

His facial features were very three-dimensional, and the curve of his tall nose was particularly perfect. He had a very aggressively handsome appearance, but when he stared at her at this moment, Meng Liyue felt inexplicably frightened.

She pursed her lips, her eyes were wet, and she looked pitiful: "Don't think too much."

Li Fuzheng reached out and touched her face, his voice gradually becoming softer: "I understand, let's go, we can't go to our mother-in-law's birthday party empty-handed."

"You're not angry?"

He kissed her eyes: "I believe you."

Of course, believing in Meng Liyue doesn't mean that he won't be serious about it.

When leaving the house, Meng Liyue looked at the man's brand new shirt and trousers and was stunned: "Is it necessary to be so grand?"

Li Fuzheng hugged her waist and said seriously, "Isn't this how I usually dress?"

"You usually..." When Li Fuzheng is resting, if he goes to the gym, he always wears sportswear. His work uniform is already enough. Who wants to dress so formally all the time in life?

However, when Li Fuzheng wore a shirt, he had a kind of abstinent sexiness, which was very attractive, and she liked it very much.

Just thinking about it makes me feel... Forget it, I can’t think about it, and I can’t let him find out.

They went out and picked out a beautiful scarf as a gift together.

Li had never been to Meng Liyue's home before he went to the expedition. This was the family house left by Meng's father. Although it was a bit old, the environment was very good.

He followed her up to the third floor.

Meng Liyue opened the door with her key and followed her in. Meng's mother heard the noise in the kitchen and ran out: "Come on, sit down, Huaizhi is helping me prepare the dishes, you two go watch TV."

Lou Huaizhi walked out of the kitchen slowly, wearing an apron, with water droplets on her hands that she had not wiped dry, looking so natural.

Lou Huaizhi looked at Meng Liyue: "You're back so early."

"Well, thinking of helping..."

He smiled and shook his head: "Auntie and I can cook, and you, your cooking skills are only good enough for you to eat by yourself."

Meng Liyue retorted: "It's not that bad..."

His smile was still gentle. "Alright, even though you have made some progress recently, don't force yourself. Just talk to... him first."

After Lou Huaizhi finished speaking, he called Meng's mother back to the kitchen.

They were the only ones left. Li Fuzheng's smile curled up slightly. Meng Liyue shuddered for no apparent reason: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." His voice was also gentle, which made her tremble.

Some people's thoughts are almost obvious.

He sneered quietly, then quickly calmed down: "Take me to your room to have a look?"

Meng Liyue immediately agreed: "Okay."

I haven't been back to live here for a long time, but the room was still kept clean by my mother. Li Fuzheng looked around and found the room so simple that there was no decoration at all.

The sheets and quilt covers are all blue, and the desk is tidy.

There was a photo on it. He walked over and Meng Liyue tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Li Fuzheng picked up the photo frame and looked at the girl with short hair inside.

"She's really cute."

Wearing thick glasses, with a small face and round almond-shaped eyes, Li Fuzheng suddenly regretted that during high school, he didn't care about anything around him.

I also missed the opportunity to recall the details related to Meng Liyue.

Meng Liyue raised her face and said, "Isn't it lovable now?"

He lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on her facial features, and bowed his head: "Not only cute, but also beautiful."

She was immediately delighted. As expected, no one doesn't like to be praised.

"...Li Yue."

Suddenly, Lou Huaizhi's voice came from the door of the room: "Auntie said there is no steamed fish soy sauce. Go downstairs and buy a bottle."

"Oh! I'll go now!"

Meng Liyue glanced at Li Fuzheng and said, "Wait for me here."

After she finished speaking, she quickly changed her shoes and went downstairs.

Li Fuzheng waited until her figure disappeared, put one hand in his pocket, and looked at Lou Huaizhi calmly: "You, do you have something to say?"