Fu Jingchen wanted to run, but he restrained himself so as not to appear too anxious.
Zhou Luo left a small gap between herself and Fu Jingchen, because she was afraid of running into neighbors in the community.
Fu Jingchen reached out several times, but Zhou Luo dodged and withdrew his hand each time.
Not knowing where to put his arm, he could only sway it back and forth, trying to ease the awkwardness with a conversation: "There's a fruit truck over there, what would you like to eat? I'll go buy it for you."
Zhou Luo looked up slightly and saw the vendors not far away. She replied, "Okay...okay...ah."
Fu Jingchen carried a seedless watermelon, and the two of them entered the residential area.
When getting on the elevator, we deliberately stood on opposite sides.
Zhou Luo nervously clenched her fingers, thankfully she didn't run into any acquaintances along the way.
She only felt safe after she got home and closed the door.
Fu Jingchen put down the watermelon, mustered his courage, and hugged Zhou Luo tightly.
He brushed his cheek against the woman's ear, his warm breath falling on her neck, making Zhou Luo feel a tingling sensation. She unconsciously raised her chin and closed her eyes.
Fu Jingchen touched Zhou Luo's ear with his lips, and the woman let out a soft moan.
She wrapped her arms around the man's waist, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Fu Jingchen's chin.
"Luo Luo." Fu Jingchen felt a strong urge and pushed Zhou Luo against the wall.
A large hand slipped under the hem of his clothes.
The woman's skin was smooth, and it seemed to pulsate under the man's warm palms.
My phone was buzzing in my pocket.
Fu Jingchen was caught up in his passion when he was interrupted by a phone call.
He reluctantly took out his phone, glanced at it, and saw "Dr. Lu".
The man answered the phone.
"Mr. Fu, have you forgotten about tonight's appointment?" The doctor noticed it was already eight o'clock, but Fu Jingchen hadn't arrived yet, so he made a phone call.
Fu Jingchen covered the receiver: "I'm sorry, Dr. Lu, I forgot about it."
"I'm at the hospital, are you coming now?" the doctor asked again.
Fu Jingchen glanced at Zhou Luo and said, "I'm not nearby, I'm far away. Let's make an appointment another day."
"Okay, Mr. Fu, please continue taking your medication. Have you felt any better these past few days? For example, your energy levels... you know what I'm going to ask." The doctor asked casually.
"I'm much better, Dr. Lu. I'll talk to you in detail when I get back. I have something to do. I'm really sorry about today." Fu Jingchen's other hand was still inside Zhou Luo's clothes. He wasn't in the mood to continue talking to the doctor.
"Okay, goodbye."
Zhou Luo could roughly understand what illness Fu Jingchen was seeing a doctor for.
Out of concern, the woman asked, "What's wrong?"
Fu Jingchen's face turned red. Although he had mentioned seeing a urologist to Zhou Luo, it was still a bit embarrassing to discuss it directly.
He and Zhou Luo had persevered for a long time the first time, which is why he said that day that he thought there was something wrong with him, but it turned out that he was the one who was wrong, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with Zhou Luo.
"Are you still watching?" Zhou Luo asked.
"Well, ten minutes is still not enough. My brother takes at least an hour." Fu Jingchen said with difficulty. "I will cooperate. Things have indeed improved recently, Luo Luo. I will do my best to satisfy you."
Zhou Luo laughed: "An hour to start? You're bragging."
“I have a friend who’s a doctor. When Fu Jingsheng was seeing a doctor before, I even consulted him. He said that an hour or two of treatment starts at a time, which is all a lie. My friend said that either he’s sick or he’s just bragging. Let me put it this way, anyone who can last half an hour is no ordinary person. Do you think he’s a Transformer? An hour or more? A woman would be exhausted.” Zhou Luo had previously thought it was just a rumor, not something Fu Jingsheng himself had said. But hearing it from Fu Jingchen’s mouth, she realized that Fu Jingsheng had actually said it.
"Really?" Fu Jingchen was skeptical. "Although the doctor said the same thing, I think the doctor was just trying to comfort me, or maybe the doctor couldn't make me that long, so he deliberately said it was an illness."
"Why don't you ask someone else? A few minutes is normal, and ten minutes is already pretty good," Zhou Luo said, hooking her arm around the man's neck.
"You mean I don't need to watch anymore, that I'm perfectly capable?" Fu Jingchen couldn't believe that he was considered very capable after only a dozen minutes.
As expected, emotional value can be obtained from Zhou Luo.
"Thank you, you've given me confidence." Fu Jingchen lifted Zhou Luo's chin. "Luo Luo, I feel even better today than last time. I feel like I have inexhaustible energy. I've put my phone on silent so no one can bother me."
After saying that, he picked up Zhou Luo and placed her on the table.
The woman's eyes widened: "Are you going to stay here?"
"Okay, let's start from here. Luo Luo, you sit on my hand." The man leaned back on the table.
Zhou Luo's skin was bouncy and supple; he gently touched it with his slightly bent fingers.
With his other hand, he unbuttoned the woman's clothes.
Zhou Luo wasn't idle either; she unbuckled Fu Jingchen's belt and reached out restlessly.
"It's even worse than last time..."
Fu Jingchen stiffened after being touched. Was it the novelty? Why did Zhou Luo feel so good just from touching him?
He held the woman's buttons with his fingers, remaining motionless for a long time.
Zhou Luo bit open the hem of his clothes with his teeth.
She's so good at it! Fu Jingchen was completely overwhelmed. He had been thinking about pleasing the woman, but he completely forgot about his next move.
Follow Zhou Luo's rhythm and cooperate with Zhou Luo.
After a few minutes at the table, Zhou Luo suddenly leaned on the man's shoulder, her lips brushing against his earlobe, and said gently, "Carry me to the bedroom."
Fu Jingchen was like a puppet, doing everything as instructed.
As the man reached the door, Zhou Luo stopped him again: "Try it here first."
"Here?" Fu Jingchen glanced at the door frame. Did he have to carry her to do it?
“Okay, hold me, I’ll lean against the door frame, you can do it.” Zhou Luo was full of confidence in the man. “I only weigh a little over 80 pounds, I’m not heavy.”
Fu Jingchen hesitated. What if Zhou Luo fell because his arm strength wasn't enough? He had never tried such a move before.
But seeing the woman's expectant eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he braced himself and said, "Okay, but just in case, could you put a pillow under me?"
“No need, I’ll be in soon. I’ve never tried it before, I’m just curious, I’ll be right out.” Zhou Luo clung to the door frame.
Fu Jingchen suddenly pushed her onto the platform.
The woman called out.
She leaned on Fu Jingchen's right shoulder, but unexpectedly, Fu Jingchen held on for several minutes, while Zhou Luo's back started to ache.
"Jing Chen, please go to the bedroom," the woman gasped.
Fu Jingchen became even more energetic, fighting with increasing ferocity. Not only did he ignore the warning, he lifted Zhou Luo even higher.
The woman scratched at the back of the man's hand with her fingernails, occasionally clenching her fist and punching it twice, muttering intermittently, "Please."
She seemed to have really run out of energy, so Fu Jingchen lifted his foot and walked inside.
The moment Zhou Luo was placed on the bed, she felt like she had come back to life. She relaxed completely and hooked her legs around Fu Jingchen's waist: "If anyone says you're not good enough, I'll stand up to them to the end. How could that be possible!"
The woman's voice was filled with soft moans, which Fu Jingchen found incredibly appealing.
He patted Zhou Luo on the shoulder: "This voice is so raucous, it's like tiny insects biting me."
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