Fu Jingsheng couldn't stop him.
Rong Yan took a sip first: "Fu Jingsheng, you're under a lot of pressure, aren't you? Plus, the clinic went viral today, and you think I'm getting better and better, while you..."
The woman didn't finish her sentence.
Fu Jingsheng drank half a glass of wine directly: "If you are well, then I am well. I am happy for you. It's my own mindset that's wrong."
For Rong Yan, comforting someone is child's play.
Within ten minutes, Fu Jingsheng was amused, and the two happily started drinking.
Rong Yan drank quickly, and seeing that his wife was starting to talk nonsense, Fu Jingsheng, while he was still sober, called two designated drivers. One of them drove Rong Yan's car away first, while the other waited for them nearby.
She originally came to be with her husband, but ended up drinking too much herself.
After paying the bill, Fu Jingsheng carried Rong Yan into the car. The woman, who was drunk, talked a lot and seemed completely unaware that a stranger was driving.
The designated driver recognized Rong Yan at a glance.
He exclaimed excitedly, "Dr. Song, my goodness! It really is you!" The driver covered his mouth and looked again and again, completely unable to believe it.
Rong Yan couldn't even open her eyelids; she could only feel someone talking in her ear.
"Master, don't tell anyone what you saw today," Fu Jingsheng said, protecting his wife's image.
The driver gave an OK sign: "Absolutely, I love Dr. Song so much. This is the first time I've seen her up close, I'm a little excited. I hope I didn't scare you."
"No, thank you for appreciating my wife," Fu Jingsheng said politely.
"Hold on tight, let's go." The driver fastened his seatbelt.
Fu Jingsheng held his wife close, afraid that she would act crazy while drunk. Unexpectedly, Rong Yan only muttered a few words when she got into the car.
After parking the car, the driver reiterated his liking for Rong Yan before riding away on his electric scooter.
Fu Jingsheng carried Rong Yan into the house and opened the door to see his mother sitting on the sofa.
Han Yue heard the sound and looked towards the main entrance.
"What's wrong with Rong Yan?" The woman saw her daughter-in-law collapse in Fu Jingsheng's arms and rushed over, only then smelling the alcohol. "Did she drink too much?"
"You drank it too?" She looked at Fu Jingsheng again.
"Hmm, why aren't you asleep yet?" Fu Jingsheng asked his mother.
"I've been waiting for you guys, but you're too drunk to talk properly. Go on upstairs, I don't have anything important to do." Han Yue shrugged. "Jing Sheng, drink less, it's bad for your health."
“Okay, goodnight, Mom,” Fu Jingsheng replied.
After placing Rong Yan on the bed, the man changed into some loose-fitting clothes and brought out his wife's pajamas.
He unbuttoned Rong Yan's clothes, and the woman instantly opened her eyes and grabbed his hand: "Don't move."
Fu Jingsheng was startled. Wasn't Rong Yan asleep?
"Honey, it's me. I'm here to change your pajamas," Fu Jingsheng said softly.
“Fu Jingsheng.” Rong Yan’s eyes curved into crescent moons.
With her eyes closed, she reached out and hooked her arm around Fu Jingsheng's neck: "Honey, I can still drink. Are you feeling better?"
Rong Yan spoke normally, and Fu Jingsheng assumed she was awake.
The man sitting next to her said, "Yeah, honey, drink less in the future."
"Husband." Rong Yan suddenly hooked her leg around her husband's arm. "Husband, kiss me." She closed her eyes and offered her lips to him.
Whether it was the alcohol or not, Rong Yan felt increasingly hot, so she freed one hand to pull up her clothes.
The woman had one shoulder exposed, and what's more, she was pulling down her neckline, which instantly attracted Fu Jingsheng.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he forced himself to turn his head away, not wanting to have any bad thoughts.
Rong Yan vaguely saw the man turn his face, and she reached out to turn his head back to face him: "Honey, are you shy?"
"I'll help you change into your pajamas. Go to sleep quickly, you have to go to work tomorrow." Fu Jingsheng had his thoughts, but it was already the middle of the night, and if he did whatever he wanted, he definitely wouldn't be able to get up tomorrow.
“I also have to go to the factory early tomorrow morning,” the man added. “I have an appointment with the foreman, I’ll be there at 7 o’clock.”
"Then let's hurry, honey, I'm hot." She continued to tug at her clothes, taking off her own and then Fu Jingsheng's. "Aren't you hot wearing such thick pajamas?"
When the woman's hand touched his waist, Fu Jingsheng felt as if he had been electrocuted.
He forgot what he had just said and pressed himself against his wife.
But Rong Yan suddenly changed her mind: "Didn't you feel you weren't good enough for me? Why aren't you pushing me away now?"
Fu Jingsheng paused for a few seconds, then cupped the woman's face and said, "It's the same whether we're naked or not. We're equal in bed. No, I'm better than you in bed."
The man's method of proving himself wasn't unique, but those words still got Rong Yan hooked.
“Yes, you’re amazing, you’re so amazing, I can’t satisfy you.” Rong Yan echoed her husband’s words.
"Honey, I really enjoy being with you. I miss you when we're not together, but I'm also a little scared when we're together. How about we keep it short today?"
“Okay.” Fu Jingsheng was just about to do that.
He took off his pajamas and snuggled into the blankets with Rong Yan.
I wanted to tell Rong Yan to stay still and save her energy, but the woman who had been drinking was full of passion and had a lot of strength. She was completely different from the weak and listless woman she had been when she came back.
Rong Yan climbed onto Fu Jingsheng and kissed him down his neck.
I woke up the next day.
Rong Yan had a headache. She struggled to sit up and found herself completely naked.
She vaguely remembered that yesterday she was like a wolf, and seemed to have... slept with Fu Jingsheng.
The woman covered her face.
Fu Jingsheng was awakened by the noise beside him and stretched his hand out from under the covers. "Good morning," he said gently.
The woman looked down and caught a glimpse of the marks on the man's neck and collarbone.
Her face immediately turned red to the roots of her ears; it was clearly her own handiwork.
"Fu Jingsheng, why didn't you stop me?" Rong Yan stammered, "I have to work today, it would be too embarrassing to go out like this."
"What?" Fu Jingsheng didn't react.
Rong Yan pointed to his neck: "This."
Fu Jingsheng turned on the front camera of his phone and touched the hickey he had planted: "If I could stop it, you'd be afraid I'd look like a vampire..."
The man embellished his description of last night's sexual encounter.
Rong Yan buried her head in the blanket after hearing only half of it, pounding the mattress with her fists. What kind of indecent words were these?
Fu Jingsheng pulled the woman out of the blanket: "I have a recording as proof."
Rong Yan: ……
"You even said you'd take care of me and be responsible for me forever," Fu Jingsheng teased deliberately.
"I don't want to live anymore, I'm too ashamed to face anyone!" Rong Yan cried out in despair.
"It's good. I think it's good to be seen. Didn't netizens ask what you like about me? They like this aspect of me."
Rong Yan couldn't stand it anymore, so she grabbed a pillow and stuffed it into Fu Jingsheng's mouth: "Shut up, I'll go get a band-aid to put on you, don't let anyone else know, understand?"
"Okay, I was just kidding, honey, thank you." Fu Jingsheng suddenly became affectionate.
"Huh?" Just as Rong Yan was surprised, the man kissed her and kissed her for a long time.
Rong Yan's hand unconsciously climbed up the back of the man's head; she had another idea.
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