Rong Yan had the servants lock the main gate to prevent Rong Bing from coming over again.
Rong Bing's makeup was ruined from crying, and Fu Jingchen took her home. She practically delivered herself to his door to be beaten; who could care? Fu Jingchen knew that Rong Yan's relationship with her brother had improved, so he dared not offend her.
The old lady asked the maid to take her to Rong Yan's house so she could chat with the girl. The girl's fiery temper reminded her of herself when she was young.
After confirming that only the old lady was there, Rong Yan opened the door and invited her in. The old lady planned to poach Gu Hannian at a high price to serve her, so she deliberately sent Rong Yan away, saying that Fu Jingsheng needed someone to take care of him and asked Rong Yan to help.
The woman instructed the servants to close the courtyard gate and not let any outsiders in, while she went to find Fu Jingsheng.
The man in the wheelchair held a thermos cup with black goji berries floating in it.
He deliberately held up the cup to Rong Yan and said, "Could you add some water for me?"
Fu Jingsheng did indeed have kidney deficiency.
"I bought you deer antler and sea cucumber... they should arrive in the next couple of days." Rong Yan hadn't expected that she and he had thought of the same thing.
In his excitement, the man kicked the wheelchair with his injured leg, and cried out in pain, covering his mouth.
"Do you think I'm weak?" Fu Jingsheng asked.
Rong Yan pointed to the thermos: "Don't you think so too? It's always good to replenish your energy, don't be shy."
Fu Jingsheng: ...
He pursed his lips and processed it for a while, remembering that Rong Yan had begged for mercy just a few days ago.
They must have seen him hanging down with his legs dangling and assumed he was impotent.
To prove himself, Fu Jingsheng drank some water and said to Rong Yan, "Sitting here is tiring. Why don't you take me upstairs to rest?"
"OK."
"I'm going upstairs to rest. Don't disturb me. If Grandma comes back and asks, just say my legs hurt and I need to lie down for a while," Fu Jingsheng instructed the maid.
To prevent the old lady from suddenly returning upstairs and disturbing him, Fu Jingsheng locked the elevator and the door at the stairwell.
"Why are you locking the door? Do you want me to watch you sleep?" Rong Yan had a bad feeling, but after looking Fu Jingsheng up and down, she realized that he was in a wheelchair and couldn't possibly do that.
Wait! Rong Yan suddenly realized something, and her mind went blank. Did Fu Jingsheng want her to help him?
"Fu Jingsheng, I won't help you with my mouth."
Fu Jingsheng was stunned: "What are you thinking? Do you think I'm the kind of person who only cares about my own pleasure?"
"Come on, push me in." The man rejected Rong Yan's idea, but a wicked smile appeared on his lips.
Rong Yan was mistaken. Did he not shower for several days and want her to help him shower? That would be fine.
"Do you want to take a bath?" the woman asked again.
Fu Jingsheng hadn't thought of this before, but after Rong Yan mentioned it, he realized it was a great idea.
"Yeah, I haven't washed for three days, I smell awful. There's a housekeeper at home, no one helps me," the man said pitifully.
Rong Yan has a slight case of mysophobia and takes a shower every day, even in winter. When she heard Fu Jingsheng say that he hadn't showered for three days, she instinctively covered her nose. No wonder Fu Jingsheng smelled bad these past few days.
The woman's reaction was all too real. Fu Jingsheng had taken a shower last night, but in order to let Rong Yan take another shower now, he deliberately said that he hadn't touched water for three days.
“Then we need to give you a good scrub, but how can we do it to you in this condition? Should we just take off your shirt? Cover up your private parts? Give you a quick rinse?” Rong Yan had never bathed an injured person before and didn’t know where to start.
Fu Jingsheng's leg no longer hurts if you don't touch it, and there are no external injuries, so rinsing it with water will be fine.
He said, "Please help me pull the chair down to my knees, then I can sit in the wheelchair and rinse off. I can also wipe my back. I definitely can't take a bath now."
Rong Yan was unaware that Fu Jingsheng had ulterior motives, and since only she could help him, she turned on the bathroom heater first, afraid of hurting the man.
Every time I take off a piece of clothing, I ask if it hurts.
The bruises on Fu Jingsheng's chest had not yet faded. The man clenched his fist slightly, and his muscles twitched, which made Rong Yan swallow hard.
She turned her head away, trying to avoid looking at the man's naked body.
"Ouch, it hurts," Fu Jingsheng pretended when he saw that the woman wasn't looking at him.
"I'll be gentle, I didn't see it." Rong Yan realized that blindly undressing wouldn't work, so she could only keep her eyes open, admiring his muscles while trying to control her wild thoughts.
"Why is your face red?" Fu Jingsheng teased deliberately. "Is it because you can't resist my muscles? You can kiss me, this time it's free."
Rong Yan patted him on the shoulder: "Who wants a kiss? Sit still and don't move."
Fu Jingsheng was relieved that the injuries were all to his feet, and he could move freely from his knees up. In particular, his two arms, which he used the most, were completely unharmed, unlike Ye Jianming, whose legs could walk but whose arms were hanging.
As long as his hands can move, he touched Rong Yan's leg and said, "You're actually wearing stockings today. Did you do it on purpose because you think I'm useless?"
For convenience, Rong Yan wore a fleece-lined dress, black stockings, and a coat at home.
She felt that she had also fallen into depravity, that she had been led astray by Fu Jingsheng. She was easily aroused by the man's casual flirting.
The woman retorted stubbornly, "Yeah, I'm afraid you'll go crazy if you wear it when you can walk and move around."
Fu Jingsheng wasn't a stocking fetishist, but he had never seen Rong Yan wearing stockings before. Unlike her previous image as a sophisticated white-collar woman, she was full of charm today.
As she spoke, Rong Yan had already taken off all of Fu Jingsheng's shirts.
Next, you need to take off your underwear.
He was so tall that Rong Yan couldn't lift him up at all.
The woman could only turn her back and say, "Lie on my back, turn to the side, and pull one side down first."
Fu Jingsheng pretended to lie on her back and tried it out. Rong Yan was almost pushed against the glass by the force of his back: "This won't work. Turn around, I'll hold your neck, and you help me take it off."
"The clothes are too thick, I can't hold them."
In the end, Rong Yan was left with only her lace undershirt, while Fu Jingsheng was mostly exposed.
When Rong Yan went to run the water to rinse Fu Jingsheng, water splashed onto her own clothes.
"I'll take everything off for you," Fu Jingsheng said, looking at the woman whose clothes were already soaked. "Otherwise, how will you help me wash?"
When Rong Yan stood in front of the man without any cover, she subconsciously took a step back.
Although it was to help him take a bath, being this open with him was a bit too ambiguous.
Her face turned red to her ears, and her hands were already burning hot even before they touched Fu Jingsheng.
The woman lowered her head, intending to avoid Fu Jingsheng, but her gaze fell precisely on his excited desire.
The two locked eyes, their gazes catching each other like lightning.
He Wei called; the assistant wanted to ask when Fu Jingsheng would be coming to the company.
Fu Jingsheng glanced at his phone on the sink: he immediately switched it to airplane mode, so no one could ruin his good time now.
The blush on Rong Yan's cheeks gradually spread to her neck, and her hands waved back and forth at her sides, unsure of where to put them.
Fu Jingsheng grabbed her hand and moved it to his body.
Rong Yan touched something hard and exhaled, "Fu Jingsheng, if you keep teasing me, aren't you afraid of bursting?"
“You can do this even in a wheelchair, which proves you’re not weak. Get in.” Fu Jingsheng’s deep voice rang in Rong Yan’s ears.
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