Chapter 268 Visiting Son
Lu Xiang was kissed until she was out of breath, then she stopped and said, "You're going too far!"
Fu Qinhui was in his prime, and Lu Xiang had been away for a long time. He was reluctant, and the emotions he had suppressed for a long time were about to burst out. Soon, they overwhelmed the two of them.
For the entire afternoon, time seemed to have stopped. Lu Xiang didn't understand why he did this at first, but gradually she began to enjoy the benefits.
When Lu Xiang woke up, she was already in the room.
When I thought about the ridiculous thing that happened just now, my cheeks felt a little hot. The child is already in the second grade of elementary school.
They seemed to be in love. Fu Qinhui put on his glasses and still looked so gentle and cool. Who would have thought that he had just transformed into a beast, eager to eat people.
Fu Qinhui said, "If you're not with me for more than ten days, I want to go with you."
Lu Xiang said, "Why don't you want to work anymore? I want to go back to the past."
Fu Qinhui came over and wanted to steal Lu Xiang's fragrance, but was rejected by Lu Xiang. Fu Qinhui said, "I haven't seen my son for a long time!"
Lu Xiang said, "Forget it, don't go. Your child will remember how you used to be when you were tutoring him, and he'll be scared." She often went to watch her son's archery competitions.
I thought this would be very boring, but when I saw my son standing there calmly, the ten-year-old boy looked as if he was a superposition of Fu Qinhui, just as tall and handsome.
And every time the child can win a championship.
This time they came to Shenzhen to participate in a national competition, and Lu Xiang couldn't miss it.
But Fu Qinhui didn't know that her child had secretly enrolled in a sports school.
This is a secret between her and her son. Fu Xinian is afraid of his father, just like a mouse is afraid of a cat.
Don't freak out because your son is going to compete in a national competition.
Seeing Lu Xiang's refusal, Fu Qinhui said, "Is it not possible for me to go see the child?"
Lu Xiang said, "What's wrong with you today?"
Fu Qinhui bit Lu Xiang's neck and said, "I just miss you, I miss you so much!" She could feel the clear and fierce love coming out of Qinhui.
It almost swallowed her up.
Lu Xiang put her arms around Fu Qinhui's thin waist and said, "Okay, I won't leave from now on."
Fu Qinhui nodded, and then he seemed a little happy.
The next day, Fu Qinhui said they wanted to have dinner together in the evening and asked her to prepare it early. The restaurant he booked was a century-old restaurant that was said to have been a royal banquet in the past.
Many bigwigs from Hong Kong and Shanghai come here specifically to eat, and it is not easy to book a table.
Lu Xiang hummed in agreement, but she still changed into light clothing to visit her son during the day. She had to cover her neck when putting on makeup; the dense hickeys were hidden from others.
Lu Xiang blamed Fu Qinhui for his recklessness. It had been a long time since he had done this. He had at least given everyone some face, but now he was confined at home and unable to go out.
After using several layers of foundation to cover it up, Lu Xiang went to her son's guesthouse and saw Fu Xinian chewing on a popsicle. She called her son over.
Fu Xinian turned around and saw Lu Xiang, and immediately said, "Mom!" and ran over happily. She was already in the second grade, and she was so tall, but her voice was still soft.
Lu Xiang said: "How is it, are you ready?"
After a while, Coach Lu came over and said, "Don't worry, Xi Nian is here to get his license."
Coach Lu spoke very comfortably. This was his favorite student, who had an outstanding reputation in the sports school.
Fu Qinhui won medals in all the junior competitions. As time went on, more people chose the shooting team project.
It would be easier to select talents.
Lu Xiang said, "Thank you for your hard work, Coach Lu."
Coach Lu said, "It's still his own doing."
This is the case with sports. Some talents really cannot be compensated by hard work.
For a talented young man like Fu Xinian, many archery coaches are eager to accept him as their last disciple.
But Coach Lu stopped him. He said, "What a joke! It took him so many years to find a good talent. How could he let others get there first?"
Lu Xiang pinched her son's face and said, "You've grown taller again."
Fu Xinian said with sparkling eyes: "I will be taller than mom in the future, so I will protect her, okay?"
Lu Xiang pinched your son's face and said, "Mom has Dad to protect her. You should grow up quickly."
Fu Xinian said stubbornly: "Then I want to protect you too!"
Lu Xiang smiled gently, hugged her son in her arms, and went to the gym together.
The one in Shenzhen is bigger. This stadium was recently built. Fu Qinhui also invested in this project.
Lu Xiang came with her son for one dollar. Few people came just to watch the game.
Most of them are our own people who study sports.
As soon as Lu Xiang came in, she attracted a lot of people's attention. No one had ever seen such a beautiful woman who also loved watching sports.
Everyone couldn't help but look over. Lu Xiang would even wave her arms, and people around her would exclaim, "This is a star, right?"
When it came to the archery part, seeing her son fully armed and standing there, as straight as a sapling, Lu Xiang became more energetic and looked at Fu Xinian intently.
Everyone shoots together, which is a real test of mentality. Every shooting will have a decisive victory.
My son, who is usually so soft and cuddly, is calm and composed when he stands here, like a little adult.
First shot, ten rings.
Even some of his physical education teachers from other provinces were paying attention and whispering to each other: "Fu Xinian is a good seedling!" The new venue and being the first batch to play did not seem to affect him.
This child stood there, even though he was temporarily ahead, he remained neither arrogant nor impatient. This mentality alone is something many adults cannot match.
When I asked around, Coach Lu told me that he had achieved such results after only one year of training, and everyone treated him like a treasure.
After it was over, Fu Xinian took off his headphones, turned around and waved happily in the direction of Lu Xiang.
He looks like a kid his age again.
Lu Xiang also waved at him. The coach next to him didn't expect that Lu Xiang actually knew Fu Xinian after talking for so long.
The coach next to him was embarrassed: "Excuse me, are you his sister?"
Lu Xiang said: "I am his mother."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was even more surprised. His mother is too young.
After a while, one of the short old men said, "I'm the coach of the national team. I want to bring him over for training. Is that okay?"
Lu Xiang said, "It won't interfere with my studies, will it?"
The shooting coach said, "No, we are training during the winter and summer vacations!"
Basically, he organizes various competitions every year to select some outstanding talents.
Fu Xinian is the most eye-catching one among them, so they must not let him go.
After hearing what they said, Lu Xiang didn't agree immediately. She just said, "I'll discuss it with my son and Coach Lu!"
After the competition was over, Fu Xinian ran over happily. He had won another gold medal this time. Since he started participating in the competition, whenever he participated, he was the dominant force.
Lu Xiang touched Fu Xinian's head and said, "That's great."
The son hung the medal on Lu Xiang and said, "Mom, please keep it for me!"
Lu Xiang said, "Okay, son, do you want to go back and see me? Dad is in this city!"
Fu Xinian also wanted to go back, but they came out of the school together with the others, so they couldn't be treated specially.
Fu Xinian said, "Next time."
Lu Xiang said: "You miss your dad, I will let your dad come with you next time!"
The son said with lingering fear: "That's not necessary!" He also thought about the time when his father gave him extra lessons, and what if his father kept harassing him about his academic performance?
Seeing her son's guilty look, Lu Xiang didn't force him. Actually, Fu Qinhui had never hit his son, but the child was just afraid of them. It was really strange.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
