Fu Jingsheng narrowed his eyes, his fingertips hooking Rong Yan's chin.
"Stand up. Let's change the order today, from bottom to top." The man held Rong Yan's arm and made her stand next to the sofa.
The woman, who had been aroused to the point of numbness, was taken aback when the man suddenly turned to her most sensitive spot. Her legs went weak, and her knees slammed into the sofa.
He quickly went to help Rong Yan up: "You went limp before it even started?"
Rong Yan was both embarrassed and annoyed: "I was very tired from traveling this morning."
Fu Jingsheng held her waist: "Tired? Not enjoying it?"
Rong Yan put her hand on the man's shoulder: "Fu Jingsheng, you're probably just joking with me. The day I get impatient, you'll lose your sex life, and then..."
Before the woman could finish speaking, she felt a squeezing sensation in her private area, followed by something filling the void.
The unfinished words turned into a series of bubbles, and a moaning sound overflowed from the tip of its nose.
My legs gave way completely, and I collapsed onto the sofa.
Fu Jingsheng had waited a week; how could he let her go so easily?
From the sofa to the bay window and finally back to the bed.
When the alarm rang at four o'clock, the man reluctantly released Rong Yan: "Two hours was indeed too tight. I didn't perform well. I should have listened to you. That was just a warm-up. Let's continue tonight."
Rong Yan lifted her eyelids. Warm-up? Are you kidding me? Who calls two hours a warm-up?
She nestled into the man's arms, tracing circles on his arm with her fingers: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have said two hours was too rushed. Two hours is enough to get something big done."
Fu Jingsheng ran his fingers through the woman's hair: "Not enough. I can tell you're still not satisfied. Your voice is getting louder and louder. If the alarm clock hadn't rung, it could have gone on for much longer."
Rong Yan: ……
"Alright, alright, I can't argue with you. Hurry up and get dressed," the woman urged.
Despite being quite eloquent, she could never win against Fu Jingsheng in this matter.
After touching up her makeup, Rong Yan rushed to the children's school.
Fu Yunlei and his friends knew that their parents were busy today, so they rushed out of the classroom as soon as school was over.
"Mom, Dad!" The four children rushed forward.
Rong Yan's legs were already weak, and when the four little ones hugged her, she sat down on the ground with a thud.
"Be gentle," Fu Jingsheng helped his wife up. "She's so big now. What if she gets hurt if all four of you rush at her at once?"
Fu Yunting took a step back: "I'm sorry, Mom."
"It's alright, what do you want to eat? Mom's treating today." Rong Yan dusted herself off and took the children's hands.
Each of the four children mentioned a place, and finally Rongyan took out a note from her bag and drew lots to decide.
Six people went out for fried chicken in a large group.
Rong Yan ate a piece of popcorn chicken and suddenly felt nauseous.
She covered her mouth and went to the bathroom.
"Is Mom feeling unwell?" Rong Shiyu wanted to go and check on her.
"You guys eat, I'll go check on things." Fu Jingsheng put down his spoon.
In the bathroom sink, Rong Yan rinsed her mouth with cold water, which made her feel a little better.
"Should we go to the hospital?" Fu Jingsheng appeared beside him.
My period just ended, so I can't be pregnant. I must be sick.
"No need, I guess I was too tired this afternoon and ate too much greasy food, my stomach couldn't handle it." Rong Yan asked the waiter for a glass of warm water, and felt better after that.
Fu Yunlei, who had suggested eating fried chicken, suddenly lost interest in the chicken nuggets in his hand.
Rong Yan picked up a piece of meat and fed it to her son: "What's wrong? Do you feel guilty because you ate a few pieces and made Mommy uncomfortable? Silly boy."
"Dad used to forbid my brother and me from eating fried food. I knew it was bad, but I just wanted to eat it, so I asked Mom to bring us here to eat it today. I'm sorry, Mom, I won't eat it anymore." Fu Yunlei lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
"It's okay to eat it occasionally," Rong Yan smiled at her son. "You two can eat slowly."
The children satisfied their cravings, leaving room for porridge when they got home.
Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng went to the company.
The old lady's face fell when she saw the children return.
When Rong Shiyu and her sister went to school in the morning, they saw that she hadn't even greeted them.
Rong Shiyu and Rong Shimo didn't like their great-grandmother to begin with. They were happy to go home, but when they saw how serious their great-grandmother was, they didn't go inside. Instead, they deliberately went around to the backyard to avoid the old lady.
The two girls did it on purpose.
The old lady returned to the living room in her electric wheelchair.
I must educate my great-granddaughter.
Rong Shiyu and the others came in through the back door and bumped into the old lady. With nowhere to hide, they could only bite the bullet and go forward to call her Great-Grandma.
"You two come here," the old lady said.
"Great-Grandma, I have to do my homework." Rong Shimo slung her schoolbag over her shoulder and prepared to slip away.
"Stop." The old lady tapped the floor with her cane. Before, when Xu Nan was around, he always protected the child whenever he tried to discipline him.
How can the descendants of the Fu family be so unruly?
"If you're not coming over, why doesn't Great-Grandma go over there?" The wheelchair turned forward.
"Great-Grandma, come here." Rong Shiyu knew she couldn't escape, so she had no choice but to step forward.
Finally, the two sisters started arguing with the old lady.
The servants called Rong Yan.
The two had barely arrived at the company and hadn't even settled in when they rushed home.
Rong Shimo sat on the ground crying and making a scene.
The old lady sighed in the hall.
Rong Shiyu stood there without saying a word. When she saw her mother come home, the little girl ran up to her and burst into tears: "Mommy, Great-Grandma hit me."
Rong Yan comforted her daughter and had the servants take them to their room while she negotiated with the old lady.
Before she could even speak, tears welled up in the old lady's eyes: "Is my voice no longer effective? I only criticized them a couple of times. Shouldn't I at least greet my elders?"
"I'll go ask her." Rong Yan didn't believe her daughter was so insensible.
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