Chapter 72 Chapter 72 Hide it and don’t show it to anyone
Chapter 72
These were the most lewd words Shang Ziyi had ever heard. She really didn't expect these words to come out of Fu Zhou's mouth. The blush on her cheeks grew heavier again and again, and her body was inexplicably filled with a tingling tingle, which spread and made her feel as if she was floating in the clouds.
She urgently needed to grab something, and while holding his wrist, she also touched other places. Her misty eyes widened in an instant, and she looked at him in disbelief, uttering a word for a long time.
"Fu Zhou, you're a hooligan."
Mrs. Fu seemed to only know how to say this, and Fu Zhou was very pleased with it. He grabbed her jaw and kissed her, "Well, I'm a gangster. So, do you like this gangster in front of you?"
After marriage, his sweet talk seemed to come out of nowhere, catching people off guard and making them powerless to refute.
Shang Ziyi wanted to say something, but she was at a loss for words and couldn't say anything. She avoided it shyly, not knowing that this would only arouse the man's bad nature.
There are no purely good men in the world. If there really are any, we can only say that they are too good at disguising themselves.
Fu Zhou always thought that he would be labeled as old-fashioned and boring in his life, but after being with Shang Ziyi, he realized that it was not the case.
Those labels are not his standard at all.
He can say sweet and dirty words, and he can also do even more extreme things.
As long as she wants, he can do anything.
"I know you like it." He panted softly.
"No." Shang Ziyi retorted subconsciously, "I don't like it."
"You really don't like it?" Fu Zhou approached, biting her earlobe and rubbing it. "If you don't like it, why do you look at it for so long and touch it for so long, huh?"
"..." Shang Ziyi pushed him away tremblingly, "You are so shameless."
If someone else said that, Fu Zhou would never let it go, but the situation was different when the other person was Mrs. Fu. He grabbed her other hand, kissed her palm, and deliberately licked it with the tip of his tongue.
The wet touch makes one's heart rhythm irregular.
Shang Ziyi retreated backwards to avoid him, but was pulled back by him.
"Look, it's all wet." He pointed at her palm.
Shang Ziyi looked at him with red eyes, accusing him of his evil deeds, "It's you who did it."
"Yeah, I did it." He admitted generously.
In fact, it was true that every time Shang Ziyi turned into water, it was all done by him. He was like a painter, painting the most beautiful picture on her.
It is more pleasant and beautiful than any landscape painting.
Not only is he a master strategist in business, he is also very capable in love affairs, and he is also the most powerful hunter.
Cat-like prey becomes soft and pliant in his hands.
He likes the feeling of being in control, as if he has the whole world.
"Baby." He called softly, his black eyes clustered with shimmering lights, and his voice was low and beautiful, more alluring than a voice from outer space, "Happy Valentine's Day."
The words were followed by the man's passionate kiss.
"Honey, you're so hot."
He kissed the side of her neck, painting the most beautiful picture along the curve.
Shang Ziyi tilted her neck back and looked at the swaying chandelier. She felt waves of heat coming over her and couldn't help but make a sound.
"Be careful...don't touch the baby."
Fu Zhou pulled away, his nose touching hers, "I know."
The Valentine's Day appetizer is cake, followed by the opening of gifts.
Fu Zhou first opened the gift, layer by layer, revealing the beautiful scenery he had longed for. He traced it with his lips, and beads of sweat flowed on his forehead again and again.
When it was Shang Ziyi's turn to take apart the scroll, it became much more difficult.
She flinched several times, "Okay...Okay, I don't need a gift."
"How can you not have a gift on Valentine's Day?" Fu Zhou coaxed, "I have to give it."
"I can do without it." Shang Ziyi said with trembling eyelashes.
"That won't work." Fu Zhou held her waist and said, "All women have gifts, and Mrs. Fu must have one too."
"..." How could she open his gift? He was so mean.
"Oh, I don't want it." Shang Ziyi struggled to get up, but was pulled back by Fu Zhou. He glanced at the cake beside him and changed the subject, "Honey, I want to eat cake."
Shang Ziyi: “…”
"I want to eat the part with the heaviest cream." Fu Zhou curled his lips, "It must taste very sweet."
"You say so?"
Shang Ziyi punched his chest and whispered, "Fu Zhou."
Fu Zhou kissed her lips, "Do you want to eat too? Hmm?"
He kissed her behind the ear, "You want to eat the creamiest part too, right?"
She pinched her jaw and made him look at her.
When their eyes met, his deep eyes seemed to be rolling with huge waves.
"Okay, let's eat together."
In the end, the cake was everywhere, on the coffee table, on the sofa, on the carpet, and on each other's bodies.
It was hard to tell whether Shang Ziyi's body was wet or sticky.
She put her arms around his neck and asked him to take her to take a bath. Fu Zhou was very happy to serve as a bath attendant.
The tool guy did a good job and provided attentive service throughout the process.
"Honey, is this okay?" He was applying shower gel.
Shang Ziyi patted his hand and said, "Don't touch me."
"I'm not touching you randomly. I'm applying shower gel to you." Fu Zhou showed her his palm.
Shang Ziyi: "No need for you, I can do it myself."
She went to get the bottle, but Fu Zhou took it away first. "Today is Valentine's Day, of course the husband should serve his wife."
Shang Ziyi refused, but her refusal was ineffective.
Fu Zhou, the bath scrubber, smeared her inside and out, and the blush that had just faded from Shang Ziyi's face overflowed again.
She didn't know how beautiful she was at that moment.
Mr. Fu’s service was excellent, and this not-so-pleasant Valentine’s Day ended satisfactorily.
*
For the next week, Fu Zhou was a frequent flyer. Today he was in Beijing, tomorrow he was in Los Angeles, and the day after tomorrow he was going to Paris. He traveled to more than ten countries and was still as busy as a top.
Not to mention time to sleep together, there is not even time to talk on the phone.
After being ignored for a week, Shang Ziyi called him and said, "If you don't come back tomorrow, don't come back in the future."
Before the person on the other end of the phone could say anything, Shang Ziyi had already ended the call.
The assistant handed the phone to Fu Zhou, "Mr. Fu, it's my wife calling."
Fu Zhou asked as he looked at the document: "What did you say?"
"My wife said that if you don't come home today, you won't have to come back in the future."
Fu Zhou: "..."
My wife is angry and I need to coax her.
Fu Zhou immediately put his work aside and took a private plane back to Beijing North City.
Shang Ziyi was sleeping at that time and felt someone kissing her. She slowly opened her eyes, and after confirming that it was Fu Zhou, she pushed him away.
"dirty."
Fu Zhou looked down and kissed her forehead, "I'm going to take a shower first, wait for me."
Shang Ziyi would not wait for him obediently. While he was taking a shower, she got up, changed her clothes, took her car keys and left the house.
On the way, I called Fan Xue and said, "I'm hungry. Let's go have dinner together."
Fan Xue checked the time and asked, "Princess, are you sure you're having dinner and not a midnight snack?"
Shang Ziyi: "Yeah, it's dinner."
She has had no appetite these past two days and hasn't eaten much. Today she only had one meal. She doesn't mind, but she can't let the baby go hungry.
"What? Did your Mr. Fu make you angry?"
"How could that be? He's busy with work and I can't even see him. How could he make me angry?"
"Are you jealous of your work?" Fan Xue teased, "Your Highness, this isn't something you would do."
Shang Ziyi: "I won't be jealous of him."
I don’t know what’s going on, but I’ve been caring about him more and more recently. We used to not see each other occasionally, and I didn’t feel anything at that time.
Things have been different lately. When I haven't seen you for a few days, I can't help but miss you. As I think about you, I feel wronged and want to cry.
"Okay, you're not jealous." Fan Xue asked, "Where are we going to eat?"
Shang Ziyi: "I want to eat hot pot, let's go to the place we usually eat at."
Fan Xue: "Okay, wait for me."
Before Fan Xue left, she had an argument with Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan didn't want her to go out and kept trying to stop her. She was so angry that she kicked him before leaving.
Zhou Yan said: "My best friend is more important than me, right?"
Fan Xue: "Yes, more important than you."
Fan Xue left, and then Zhou Yan left as well.
Fu Zhou came out of the bathroom and didn't see anyone. He thought she had gone downstairs, so he went downstairs to look for her, but still didn't see anyone. He went back upstairs and pushed open the bedroom door. There was still no one on the bed except for the messy quilt.
He didn't bother to wipe his hair, took out his cell phone and called Shang Ziyi, but the call lasted for a long time and no one answered.
The servant came up to bring some fruit, and Fu Zhou asked, "Where's the wife?"
The maid said, "The mistress just went out."
"Going out?" Fu Zhou raised his eyebrows. "Did you say what you were going to do?"
"It seemed like they were eating," the servant said. "I didn't hear it clearly."
She put down the fruit plate and said, "By the way, sir, my wife hasn't had a good appetite lately. She hasn't eaten well these past few days. If you are free, please help her."
Fu Zhou frowned: "Poor appetite? Are you sick?"
Servant: "I'm not sure about that either."
Fu Zhou raised his hand, signaling the servant to leave. He went to the cloakroom and changed into home clothes.
The casual outfit perfectly outlines his tall figure, broad shoulders and narrow waist, like a walking clothes rack. Fu Zhou is the kind of person who can handle any style of clothes.
More like a model than a model.
If he makes his debut, he will definitely become an overnight sensation.
The phone rang. It was Zhou Yan calling. Fu Zhou answered, "If you have something to say, please speak up. If not, hang up."
"Wait a minute," Zhou Yan said first, "How can you be someone's husband? Can't you just coax your wife? Look at the time, and you're still asking my wife to go out. Do you know how hard it is to stay alone in an empty room?"
"She went to see Fan Xue?"
"What else?"
"Why?"
"You must have made her angry."
Zhou Yan began to lecture him, "No, you're already a father, can you please stop doing things that make your wife unhappy? You said you're too busy to care about anything else, be careful your wife runs off with another man, then you'll be crying."
Fu Zhou admitted that he didn't care enough, but he had his reasons. He wanted to...
Forget it, there's no need to explain to others.
"Where did they go?"
"How should I know?"
"Go and ask quickly, and tell me when you've found out."
"No, your wife is missing, why don't you ask yourself?"
"Five, four—"
"Okay, I'll ask."
Zhou Yan called the driver and asked where Fan Xue was.
The driver sent the address, and then he sent it to Fu Zhou, "They are at this hot pot restaurant, go quickly."
Zhou Yan also rushed over.
When Fu Zhou arrived, Shang Ziyi was complaining, "He only cares about work and not me. I don't want him anymore."
Fan Xue persuaded him, "Didn't you say last time that he looked the most handsome when he was working? Why don't you want him to be like that now? Besides, all the employees in Fu's depend on him. He has to fight for his employees, not for himself. Don't be angry."
"I know, but he can't ignore me." Shang Ziyi pouted, "I'm not sure if he loves me anymore."
"He must love you."
"Who knows?"
"It's getting late, why don't we go back first?"
"No, I'm going to sing, I'm looking for Xiao-"
Shang Ziyi was hugged from behind, "Wife, who are you looking for?"
Shang Ziyi turned her head and said deliberately to Fu Zhou, "I want to find my little brother, is that not okay?"
Fu Zhou: "No."
He pecked her lips and said, "If you really dare to look for me, I'll beat you up if I see you."
"Go ahead and hit me, I'll see you again after you hit me." Shang Ziyi said unconvinced.
"Then I..." He bit her earlobe, "I'll hide you, no one can see you."
The two were so busy flirting that they didn't notice when Fan Xue left.
Coming out of the hot pot restaurant, it was raining outside. Shang Ziyi buried herself in Fu Zhou's arms and said in a muffled voice, "You are hateful, do you know that?"
Fu Zhou: "Wife, I was wrong."
"What's wrong with you?"
"The mistake is..." He deliberately stretched out his voice, waiting for Shang Ziyi to look at him.
Shang Ziyi went to see him as he expected. Fu Zhou curled his eyes slightly and said, "I should take you with me. Wherever I go, you go."
We will never be separated even if we die!
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