Zhou Luo didn't know why she was telling Fu Jingchen these things.
The two of them discussed such a private topic without feeling awkward at all.
Zhou Luo coughed and said, "President Fu, no, Fu Jingchen, you don't need to give me leave. I checked myself and there's nothing wrong."
"You know how to treat illnesses?" Fu Jingchen asked doubtfully.
"I know about your minor ailments. Oh, it's okay, don't be so nervous." Zhou Luo wasn't used to people caring about her so much; she always felt uncomfortable.
Fu Jingchen was about to say something when the woman interrupted him: "Eat first. Being too concerned about me will put pressure on me, you know?"
"Oh, okay." Fu Jingchen understood.
Zhou Luo had a small appetite; after eating a little bit of vegetables and drinking a bowl of soup, she was full. Seeing that the woman had put down her chopsticks, Fu Jingchen quickly ate a little himself and then excused himself, saying he was full, and began clearing the table.
"I'll wash the dishes." Seeing him busy again, Zhou Luo quickly took over the task. Even if the meal wasn't cooked, it was always good to be proactive in finishing up the remaining tasks.
Unexpectedly, Fu Jingchen pressed her shoulder and pushed her to the sofa: "I'm here, you don't need to do anything, just rest."
"Huh? Oh." Zhou Luo stared at the man's back. Fu Jingchen looked more like the male head of the household.
Zhou Luo slapped his head, wondering what he was thinking.
Fu Jingchen tidied up the kitchen and returned to the living room.
He naturally sat down next to Zhou Luo and said, "Okay."
Zhou Luo stood up and said, "I'll pour you a glass of milk."
The woman walked up to the refrigerator and realized that she was so nervous even though it was her own home.
She turned her back to Fu Jingchen and secretly took a deep breath to calm her chaotic emotions.
When she turned back, she smiled and said, "Yogurt? I rarely drink pure milk."
Fu Jingchen accepted the cup without hesitation: "Me too."
He took a sip: "I like this concentration the most, Zhou Luo. We have quite a lot in common."
Zhou Luo nodded: "Yes."
Fu Jingchen started chatting with Zhou Luo about milk.
The woman exclaimed that Fu Jingchen knew so much, explaining how to make yogurt so fluently. In the end, Fu Jingchen said that he had a yogurt maker at home and that she would bring it to his office next time so she could drink yogurt there.
Zhou Luo blushed instantly.
This statement sounds somewhat ambiguous at this moment.
Noticing the woman's expression, Fu Jingchen explained, "That's not what I meant, breakfast milk."
The man's deliberate emphasis only made it seem like he was trying to cover something up.
Zhou Luo interrupted, "Who brought the yogurt maker to the office? Leave it at my house."
"You mean I can come here to make yogurt for you from now on?" Fu Jingchen asked in surprise.
"Otherwise, would it be appropriate for me to come to your office to drink yogurt?"
"Okay, shall I go back and get it now?" Fu Jingchen said impatiently.
"It's too late now, let's talk about it tomorrow." The woman glanced at the time on her phone screen. "Would you like to go for a walk?
Zhou Luo thought that instead of sitting awkwardly, she might as well go out and enjoy the scenery: "There is a river next to the community, and many people go for a run at night."
Fu Jingchen was more than happy to agree, but he looked down at his leather shoes and trousers and said, "It's just that I can't run like this. But I can walk."
"Let's go for a walk. Wait for me, I'll change into my workout clothes." Zhou Luo headed towards the bedroom.
When she came out, she had her hair tied in a high ponytail and was wearing black athletic shorts, looking very energetic.
Fu Jingchen's eyes remained fixed.
The image of Rong Bing's gloomy face reappeared in his mind; he couldn't remember the last time he had seen such a vibrant woman.
"Hi, Fu Jingchen." Zhou Luo waved her hand in front of the man when she saw him staring blankly.
Fu Jingchen snapped out of his daze: "Sorry, I just felt like I was back in college. I haven't worn sportswear in a long time. It seems like since I started the company, I spend most of my time in the office, wearing suits and ties every day, being so rigid and dogmatic. I've forgotten that I used to be like this."
Zhou Luo tossed her hair. "Can I take that to mean that seeing me makes you feel younger and more energetic?"
Fu Jingchen couldn't help but flick Zhou Luo's nose: "Hmm, you understand perfectly. Looks like I'll have to keep some sportswear in my car from now on, so I can change my style after get off work."
"Alright, stop praising me, let's go." Zhou Luo made a sprint gesture.
Around 7 or 8 a.m., there was a steady stream of runners along the riverbank. Fu Jingchen glanced around and saw a proper running track beneath his feet. White streetlights illuminated the riverbank on both sides, and couples sat together in twos and threes.
Fu Jingchen stopped, somewhat envious.
Zhou Luo followed the man's gaze and looked towards the riverbank: "Don't you want to leave? Then let's go sit on the lawn for a while?"
“Okay.” Fu Jingchen agreed without hesitation.
They found a relatively quiet spot to sit down.
Zhou Luo bent his knees, hugging them with his hands: "Would you believe me if I said I often come here alone?"
"You came alone?" Fu Jingchen tilted his head in confusion.
“Yeah, I have nothing to do after get off work. At home, I either watch TV or look at my phone, so sometimes I come here and just sit on the bank and stare into the distance.” Zhou Luo pointed to the other side of the river. “I know how many trees are on the other side.”
"I can stay with you from now on." Fu Jingchen followed the woman's words, his hand unconsciously putting his arm around her shoulder, and Zhou Luo did not flinch.
Like the couple next to them, the two of them got closer and closer, and their relationship quickly heated up.
Knowing that Zhou Luo could accept his actions, Fu Jingchen became even bolder. He grabbed Zhou Luo's hand with his other hand and placed it on his leg: "Zhou Luo, I've found that when I'm with you, I feel a sense of security, but I also feel like I'm not good enough for you."
"Huh?" Zhou Luo was taken aback. "Not good enough for me? I feel like I'm not good enough for you. Don't you mind my past? Don't you mind all the insults directed at me online?"
Fu Jingchen shook his head: "I only believe what I see and what I feel. Those people haven't spent time with you, so they don't understand. Zhou Luo, I don't want to hold back anymore. I want to be with you. I'm more determined every day. I just want to be with you."
"Ke Rong..." Zhou Luo was interrupted by Fu Jingchen before he could finish speaking.
The man kissed the woman's lips, not giving her a chance to speak. He knew Zhou Luo wanted to mention Rong Bing again, but Fu Jingchen didn't want to bring that up at this moment.
The unspoken words turned into soft moans.
Fu Jingchen's hand slid down from the woman's shoulder, his palm gripping her back, while his other hand pinched her chin, his body pressed tightly against hers.
The two kissed passionately until Zhou Luo felt breathless and forced a small gap between them.
She was panting heavily.
After a short rest, Fu Jingchen kissed her again, his tongue prying open the woman's lips and entwining with hers.
Zhou Luo climbed onto the man's neck, turned her head, and could clearly feel his desire.
Kissing didn't cool him down, so Fu Jingchen asked softly, "Going home? It's not convenient here."
Zhou Luo understood immediately. She pulled her clothes up and quickly walked towards the residential area with Fu Jingchen.
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