Chapter 37 "Baby, I'm going crazy."...
Chapter 37
In the backyard of the villa, the courtyard wall blocked the wind, and a charcoal stove was placed in the center of the stone platform. The small red-tiled teapot was roasting and steaming, and the aroma of tea mixed with the aroma of charcoal filled the air.
The group sat around, scrambling to look at their marriage certificate, excitedly exclaiming, "Holy crap, Zheng, where did you get this fake certificate? It looks so real!"
"Haha, it's true! It's all stamped with the official seal! The wedding photos are really beautiful!! Yueyue, you're so gorgeous!"
Fu Zecheng was speechless: "Fu Linzheng, no, you actually carry your marriage certificate with you all the time?! You're being way too cocky."
"Who knows what I saw when I came over and saw Weiyue hugging and kissing Azheng? I thought I was hallucinating!"
"No wonder those two were so sweet tonight, we were just part of their game!! They're even pretending they don't know each other!"
"You guys have gone too far! You didn't say a word, but quietly got to work! It wasn't a reconciliation, you went straight to getting your marriage certificate?!"
Fu Linzheng leaned back in his chair, a smile playing on his lips as he embraced Rong Weiyue: "There's no way around it, our relationship is just too good, of course we have to go all the way."
Xia Sili wanted to throw his teacup at him. He'd never seen anyone so smug. He took a closer look at the marriage certificate. "Wait a minute, look at this date. It's been half a month already! Fu Linzheng, are you even human? You got the certificate half a month ago and haven't said a word. We brothers even tried to set you up tonight. You should have already won the girl's heart!"
Rong Weiyue and Fu Linzheng sat opposite each other, being "interrogated." Fu Linzheng smirked, "What do you mean by keeping it a secret until now? Didn't I tell you the night we got our marriage certificate? Who was it that called me sick and told me to go see a doctor?"
The three men choked in unison: "..."
It seems there really was such a thing...
Xia Sili: "No way, you called at four in the morning and suddenly said I have a wife, who would believe that?!"
Everyone laughed, and Yin Lu said, "Fu Linzheng, are you so excited! You haven't slept all night, have you?"
Rong Weiyue raised an eyebrow and looked at Fu Linzheng. The man coughed lightly and suppressed his lip: "Don't you know there's a time difference between Japan and China?"
Xia Sili: "Nonsense, it was only 5 a.m. in Japan at that time!"
Everyone laughed nonstop, and Xia Qiantang teased, "You didn't say anything then, so why didn't you say anything at the beginning of tonight? You two have been acting all night long, you drama queen couple must apologize to us!"
Yin Lu raised her hand, smiling, "Well... apart from me, I knew about it that very day."
Xia Qiantang pretended to pinch her: "You little brat, Yin Lu, why didn't you tell me!"
Yin Lu smiled and begged for forgiveness. Rong Weiyue said that she was indeed too busy and didn't have time to tell everyone properly. Hanxiao took over the conversation: "I'm sorry. I was the one who said to keep it a secret for now because it was too sudden. We were on a business trip, and we were planning to announce it to everyone tonight."
They've been so busy lately, they haven't had a moment to spare. Xia Qiantang pouted, "Alright, since Wei Yue explained, we'll forgive Fu Linzheng for now. But what about the wedding candy?"
"Yeah, they got married and didn't even give us a token of their affection?!"
Fu Linzheng smiled and said, "Shouldn't it be you who are the ones expressing your opinions?"
Hu'an: "We were scammed, but we still spent the whole night trying to match you up. Even if we didn't do anything special, we still put in a lot of effort. You're definitely the one who should give us credit."
"That's right, Zheng! Whoever is happy treats everyone!"
Fu Linzheng smiled leisurely: "Alright, thank you friends for going to so much trouble for us tonight. You can treat us to dinner, and you can choose any place you like."
As her friends egged her on, Fu Xiaoying, standing to the side, said with a wronged expression, "The fun is for you guys, it has nothing to do with me."
As everyone watched, Xia Qiantang put her arm around Fu Xiaoying and said with a smile, "Yingying, you're still young. You should focus on your studies now. Lin Zheng and Wei Yue got together several years ago. With your looks, you can easily pick any boyfriend you want when you go to university."
Xia Sili: "Yeah, Yingying, with Zheng's bad temper, we should stay away from him. Only Weiyue can put up with him."
Fu Xiaoying couldn't help but laugh, then sighed softly after a few seconds of silence: "I really like Brother Lin Zheng, but I only found out today that he and Sister Weiyue were each other's first love. Sister Weiyue is so beautiful and has such a good personality. Just now, Sister Qiantang told me that if you like someone, you should hope that they are happy. So... Sister Weiyue, you and Brother Lin Zheng must be good to each other."
"Oh my, our Yingying has grown up..."
Fu Xiaoying is an exceptionally cute young girl. Due to her young age, her affection for Fu Linzheng stems more from admiration.
Rong Weiyue smiled warmly: "Thank you, Xiaoying."
Fu Xiaoying looked at Fu Linzheng and said, "Brother Linzheng, I also wish you happiness."
Fu Linzheng looked back, his lips softening: "Thank you. Sili, Hu'an, and I are all your brothers. You can come to us if you encounter any problems in the future."
Fu Xiaoying smiled and said, "Okay."
Xia Sili raised his teacup: "Come on, let's keep the jokes to ourselves and congratulate the newlyweds! Happy marriage, may you live a long and happy life together!"
Everyone was happy for the two of them and raised their glasses together. However, Peng Qingshi, who was sitting on the far side, had a cold expression as he stared at Fu Linzheng and couldn't help but speak up:
"Wei Yue, do you really think Fu Linzheng is someone you can entrust your life to? Aren't you afraid you'll regret it in the future?"
The lively atmosphere in the venue quieted down.
Xia Sili turned his head and saw Peng Qingshi.
Oh dear, I forgot in my excitement that there's a rival right here...
Yin Lu awkwardly pulled Peng Qingshi aside: "Pengzi, they've already gotten their marriage certificate, so please don't get involved, okay?"
Fu Zecheng crossed his long legs, rubbing the cup in his hand. Behind his glasses, his eyes smiled coldly: "Mr. Peng, A-Zheng is our friend. We know very well what kind of person he is. Please watch your words."
Xia Qiantang smiled enigmatically: "It's better for a man to have some gentlemanly manners. Compared to you, I understand even better why Weiyue chose Azheng."
Peng Qingshi pursed his thin lips, the fire of resentment still burning in his heart.
He knew his actions were dishonorable, but he couldn't help it. Why did they get their marriage certificate so quickly? Wei Yue must have been fooled!
The backyard quieted down a bit. Sparks crackled and danced in the charcoal stove, spreading heat outwards. In the silence, everyone saw Fu Linzheng first hand Rong Weiyue the prepared medicine and cough syrup, his voice gentle: "Here, take your medicine."
Rong Weiyue held her nose, tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp. Fu Linzheng handed her a glass of warm water, and skillfully tore off a piece of candied tangerine and fed it to her, as if he were spoiling a child: "It's not bitter anymore?"
"Um……"
Fu Linzheng draped the coat over her again, then slowly leaned back in his chair, raised an eyebrow, cast his gaze at the person opposite him, and curled his lips into a languid smile:
"Peng Qingshi, when I fell in love with Rong Weiyue, you were still nowhere to be found."
The person opposite him froze, clenching their fists.
Fu Linzheng looked at him coldly: "No one can fully understand anyone else, but how much do you know about Wei Yue? Do you dare say you know her very well? At the very least, do you know what she likes and dislikes?"
"What, do you know so much about this?" Peng Qingshi asked, his lips pursed.
Fu Linzheng chuckled, "Let me give you some examples. Wei Yue loves to eat fish, but do you know what kind of fish she likes? Do you know how she likes to cook different kinds of fish? Which ones does she like spicy? Which ones does she prefer mild flavors?"
Peng Qingshi paused, moved his lips but couldn't utter a word.
Fu Linzheng said calmly, "For example, she likes to eat boiled fish, but only black carp. She thinks grass carp has too many bones. She likes to steam sea bass and grouper with aged vinegar, but not ginger. She likes to eat beef stir-fried, and her favorites are beef tenderloin and beef ribs. She likes to drink soup, but she doesn't like tomato and egg soup because there used to be a fly in the tomato and egg soup she drank in the cafeteria, and she has a psychological trauma from it. She doesn't like durian, but she can accept the taste of roasted durian... How much do you know about these things? Have you forgotten that she is allergic to seafood?"
Peng Qingshi's face stiffened. At his teacher's birthday banquet that time, he had been careless and almost caused Rong Weiyue to have an allergic reaction again.
Fu Linzheng said that those tastes and habits were the simplest thing in the world. He looked coldly at Peng Qing and continued, "Wei Yue is shy and introverted. She can be more open in front of close friends, but she doesn't like to go out with unfamiliar friends."
She gets nervous in unfamiliar places and prefers to sit in a corner where she doesn't stand out. She doesn't like to take the initiative to make friends, but she feels very warm if someone shows her kindness.
When she's nervous, she drinks ice water; when she's happy, she likes to eat desserts; when she's unhappy, she hides away by herself. She keeps things bottled up and doesn't like to talk to anyone. But every time I notice and ask her, she bursts into tears and runs into my arms. She's very sensitive and tender; she cherishes anyone who is kind to her.
Rong Weiyue felt a lump in her throat upon hearing this. Every word Fu Linzheng spoke was exceptionally precise, based on what he knew from six years ago until now. Like a knife piercing Peng Qingshi with both accuracy and ruthlessness, he smiled and asked, "May I ask, how much of this do you know?"
Peng Qingshi's face flushed red.
“Peng Qingshi, how can you say you’re out? You were never even in the game.”
Fu Linzheng hit the nail on the head.
He took Rong Weiyue's hand and smiled, "I'm sorry, I may have to disappoint you. I will never let the situation you described, where Weiyue might regret it, happen."
Fu Linzheng held up the red booklet to him, a smirk playing on his lips, his expression arrogant:
"I, Fu Linzheng, can promise to treat her well. And it will be protected by law. Whether in the past, present, or future, I will protect her for the rest of my life."
As Rong Weiyue looked at him, her heart felt like water in a teapot was boiling, with heat surging forth.
Peng Qingshi lowered his eyes, his face darkening.
Completely deflated, like a punctured balloon.
In the silence, Xia Qiantang sighed, "Our Weiyue is so good, it's normal for people to like her. Peng, you're a generous person too, but it's understandable that you lost to Fu Linzheng."
Yin Lu nodded: "Everyone can see Fu Linzheng's feelings over the years, and Yueyue has made up her mind."
Peng Qingshi remained silent, and then Rong Weiyue spoke gently: "From high school until now, in my heart, no one can compare to Fu Linzheng."
Peng Qingshi's eyelashes trembled slightly. She smiled and said in a gentle but firm tone, "Even if there are people better than him, I can only see him. I took the initiative to propose marriage because I couldn't wait to spend the rest of my life with him. So no matter what happens, I will not regret it."
Fu Linzheng held her hand, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes burning with passion.
The whole audience cheered, saying that his words were too sweet. Xia Sili pretended to wipe away tears: "Yueyue, how could I, Azheng, be worthy of hearing you say that?! With your words, all the effort I put in tonight was worthwhile!"
Fu Zecheng added insult to injury: "Although they were all stuck in A-Zheng's body."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The atmosphere eased considerably amidst the laughter. Xia Qiantang steered the conversation back on track, picking up her glass again: "Come on, let's all toast the newlyweds and wish them a wonderful life together!"
"May Azheng and Weiyue be happy forever!"
The group clinked glasses, and Rong Weiyue and Fu Linzheng exchanged glances, their eyebrows curving with happiness.
After a while, a staff member from the resort called to say that the billiards hall was open, so Xia Sili invited everyone to go and play some billiards to have some fun.
After leaving the villa, Rong Weiyue exchanged a few words with Peng Qingshi before returning to Fu Linzheng's side. Fu Linzheng asked her, "What did you talk about with him?"
Rong Weiyue twisted the scarf between her fingers. "I didn't say anything, just apologized to him. I should have told him sooner. I hope he meets someone better."
She felt that Peng Qingshi was just a little unwilling to accept it.
Fu Linzheng put his arm around her and said nonchalantly, "Meeting other girls is fine, but there probably aren't any better ones."
Rong Weiyue felt a tenderness in her heart, and smiled, burying her cheeks in her scarf: "That's for him, there must be someone better."
Fu Linzheng lazily raised an eyebrow: "That's true, I was projecting myself into it."
Her dimples deepened, and she gripped his hand tightly, holding it back even more firmly.
When they arrived at the billiards hall, Xia Sili and the other boys generously invited Peng Qingshi to play. Xia Sili also chatted with him privately for a few minutes.
Rong Weiyue had a cold and was too weak to move, so she sat on the sofa next to her to rest. Fu Linzheng stayed with her. After a while, Xia Sili brought Weiyue some hot drinks and pastries. Rong Weiyue asked, "Did you just look for Peng Qingshi?"
Xia Sili raised an eyebrow: "I just told him some things about you and A-Zheng before. Don't worry, I, Xia Sili, am the love bodyguard between you two. A-Zheng has had a tough time these past years, and I'm very happy that he married you."
A warm feeling welled up in Rong Weiyue's heart. "Thank you, Sili."
They are lucky to have such a good friend.
Xia Sili smiled roguishly: "You're too kind. Yesterday, A-Zheng told me that I would be the officiant at your wedding. I thought he was just daydreaming. Now I need to get ready. I must give it my all!"
Fu Linzheng sneered, "Go ahead and do whatever you want, but if you mess it up, you'll be in for a world of trouble."
"How could that be? I'm incredibly reliable..."
After exchanging a few jokes and chats, Rong Weiyue said to Fu Linzheng, "You and Sili go play ball. Don't worry about me. I'll just sit here and rest for a bit."
Seeing that she was alright, Fu Linzheng agreed, saying he would be back after playing one game.
The two men walked to the pool table, and Xia Sili asked privately, "So, have you two talked things out about what happened back then? Do you know why she broke up with you? Does she know about what happened to you back then?"
Fu Linzheng glanced at the little girl sitting obediently in the corner, his gentle brows furrowing slightly as he wiped the gun tip with chocolate powder: "There's no need to tell her about my things and make her feel bad again. As for why she broke up, I won't force her to tell me. I'll wait until she's willing to tell me herself. Anyway, we have plenty of time, we can take it slow."
As Shasley potted a red ball into the net, he couldn't help but exclaim:
"Alright, you and He Xingyu, you're both definitely romantic types."
Fu Linzheng laughed: "He's a romantic? He can fall in love with someone?"
Xia Sili suppressed a laugh and patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, Zheng, you only have eyes for your wife. There's a lot you don't know!"
"?"
Fu Linzheng asked him what he meant, and Xia Sili smiled and didn't say anything. "It's nothing. You'll know when the time comes. By the way, take care of your sister more often when you have time."
Fu Linzheng asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"
Xia Sili smiled and said, "Just saying, just saying."
After the game ended, Fu Linzheng returned to the little girl's side and hugged her. Rong Weiyue leaned against him, blinking her eyes, "Why didn't you continue playing?"
Fu Linzheng gently rubbed her face with his fingertips, "With you here, what fun things would I have with them?"
Rong Weiyue looked up at him, her eyes clear and pure, and asked softly, "So, are you going to play with me?"
Her friends were still playing ball not far away, their laughter echoing, but she was unusually bold.
Fu Linzheng's eyes darkened instantly, a surge of anger rising within them, his burning breath brushing against her ear: "Then will you let me play?"
She nestled obediently in his arms, saying, "Here you go."
I really want to teach her a lesson.
Fu Linzheng placed his palm on her lower back, having long since lost interest in staying there, and said in a hoarse, seductive voice, "Let's go back first, okay?"
Rong Weiyue responded softly. Fu Linzheng led her to her feet and walked over, saying to everyone, "Yueyue has a cold and isn't feeling well, so she needs to go back and rest. Let's go back to the villa first."
The group joked, "Well, it's probably because we eight third wheels were too bright; they just want some alone time with each other now!"
Rong Weiyue blushed, and Fu Linzheng put his arm around her shoulder and said in a nonchalant tone, "Good to know, just don't come knocking on the door tonight."
"Oh my god, hahaha..."
Then Fu Linzheng went to find Xia Sili, his voice indifferent: "Where is the convenience store in this manor?"
"Convenience store? It should be about 100 meters to the left. It's a small store. What do you need? I can have a staff member deliver it to you."
Xia Sili met Fu Linzheng's deep, silent expression and instantly understood, then said with disdain, "Don't worry, don't worry, I can sell whatever you want."
Then Fu Linzheng lazily put his arm around Rong Weiyue and walked outside. Rong Weiyue looked up at him and asked, "What are you going to buy at the convenience store?"
The man looked deeply into her eyes, his voice sinking into her ear, "What else can we buy? Of course, we'll buy condoms. How can we play without condoms?"
Her heart skipped a beat. "Oh..."
Is there a place here that can fit his size...?
Fu Linzheng smirked: "Why are you blushing? Weren't you quite bold just now?"
"No," she murmured, her eyebrows arching, "I'm so looking forward to it..."
Fu Linzheng's lips curled into a smirk, his passion intensifying as he pulled her closer. "Are you feeling unwell with this cold?"
She shook her head. "Much better."
As the two walked side by side, Rong Weiyue suddenly frowned, a dull pain shooting through her lower abdomen, followed by a faint feeling of heaviness.
No way...
She clutched her stomach, and Fu Linzheng noticed, "What's wrong?"
My stomach feels a little uncomfortable.
He frowned: "Did you eat something bad? Should we go to the hospital?"
She shook her head and said no, feeling that incredibly familiar sensation, "It seems like... my period has started QAQ."
What bad luck! Waaaaah...
Fu Linzheng was taken aback, assuming she had already come, and asked in a low voice, "This month's delay has lasted until now?"
"Yes, my periods are quite irregular." She suffers from cold uterus, and sometimes her period only comes once every two months.
He touched her face and said softly with concern, "Are you feeling unwell? I'll carry you."
Fu Linzheng bent down and gently lifted her up in his arms, letting her rest comfortably against him, then turned and walked straight towards the villa.
Rong Weiyue leaned against his chest, a little disappointed, but couldn't help teasing, "Your plans have fallen through, what are you going to do..."
Fu Linzheng looked at her helplessly and said, "What can I do? You've escaped another disaster."
Back at the villa, the two went up to the suite on the third floor. Rong Weiyue went to the bathroom and found that her panties were indeed stained with light pink.
She was supposed to arrive at the beginning of the month, but she's late and has chosen such an inconsiderate time.
There was a knock on the door, and Fu Linzheng's deep voice came in: "Yueyue, is something wrong?"
"It's nothing...it's just my period."
She rubbed her stomach, her ears burning slightly, and mumbled, "Fu Linzheng, could you get me a tampon from my bag, and also a pair of underwear from my pajamas bag..."
There was a soft "hmm" from outside, and someone quickly came back, knocked on the door, and handed over the items.
After Rong Weiyue finished washing up, she opened the door. Fu Linzheng was still leaning against the doorway, and Hu Hu was also squatting there. The father and son were concerned about her condition. Fu Linzheng touched her head worriedly and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's alright, just a little stuffy..."
She clutched the small white lace fabric in her hand. Fu Linzheng's gaze fell upon her: "What are you going to do with it?"
"I'm going to take a shower..."
Fu Linzheng frowned: "You're on your period and you're still touching cold water? And you're still sick with a cold. Give me a bath."
But faucets can also dispense hot water...
Her face flushed slightly, and she hesitated. Fu Linzheng chuckled when he saw this: "Rong Weiyue, it's not like I haven't washed before, why are you being shy with me?"
During her senior year of high school, Rong Weiyue went to another city to participate in a violin competition during winter break. She stayed in a hotel that night and got dirty. She was in so much pain that she was too weak to move in bed. Fu Linzheng helped her wash up, made her some brown sugar water, and bought her painkillers. He took care of her all night.
Besides, they are still husband and wife, what can't they do?
The little girl blushed upon hearing this and shyly handed it over. Fu Linzheng took it, picked her up with one hand, and placed her on the bed: "Just sit there obediently and don't go anywhere else."
"oh……"
Fu Linzheng rolled up his black sleeves and went to the balcony. Huhu followed him around his feet. He kicked it lightly with a sigh: "Have a conscience, Fu Huhu, go warm your mother's belly."
As if the little guy understood, he hummed twice and ran to the bedside.
On the balcony, Fu Linzheng squeezed out some laundry detergent, his hands with blue veins gently washing the fabric. After washing it clean, he hung it up to dry, then turned and went to the living room to boil water. He also went to get a packet of brown sugar and jujube water and some heat packs.
He always carries these things with him when he goes out, just in case the girl needs them, and they really came in handy today.
Back in the bedroom, he saw that Rong Weiyue had changed into her nightgown and was holding Huhu, resting her head on its fluffy head, her eyes glazed over.
Wow, she's not even fully recovered from her illness, and her period has already started again.
With her frail little body, she could make anyone worry to death.
He walked over, and the little girl looked up at him. He gently patted her head, his heart aching, and asked, "Does it hurt a lot? Do you want some painkillers?"
"No, it's just a little stuffy..."
He handed her the jujube tea and coaxed her gently, "Drink it first. If you feel really uncomfortable, take painkillers. I brought them with me."
Rong Weiyue obediently held the cup and drank, while Fu Linzheng picked up Hu Hu from her arms and said, "Step down, we don't need you anymore."
Huhu: ...?
It gave Fu Linzheng a mournful look, bit his trouser leg, and went to the carpet next to him to roll around and bite the little sparrow.
Fu Linzheng took out a heat pack, tore it open, and Rong Weiyue's gaze fell on it. She saw a familiar little duck packaging and was stunned: "This heat pack is yours?"
"Um."
Rong Weiyue's memory drifted back to the day of their last trip. "So, when the eight of us went out to play last time, I had a fever that night. Was it you who brought me the heat packs and medicine?"
Fu Linzheng paused for a moment, then admitted, "Yes, Xia Qiantang told me you were sick."
Fu Linzheng tore off the sticker and put it on her. Rong Weiyue asked in confusion, "Then how come you had those on you back then..."
"With your constitution, which is so fragile that you could be blown over by a gust of wind, I have to have these things on hand."
At the time, his backpack was filled with things he had prepared for her: mosquito repellent, iodine alcohol, cold medicine, allergy medicine, etc., just in case she needed anything.
Just like that time at the amusement park, even after so many years, despite being hurt by her, he is still always so good to her.
She hadn't realized that even though they had only just started living together and she thought he only saw her as a roommate, he had already done so much for her without her knowledge...
Rong Weiyue's heart softened, and she was moved by him once again. She looked up gently at Fu Linzheng and said, "Thank you..."
Fu Linzheng narrowed his eyes and curled his lips: "What, are you going to look at the marriage certificate again? Try saying thank you to me again?"
She blushed, and Fu Linzheng said, "Shall I rub your tummy?"
She hesitated for a moment, finding it rather troublesome, "No need..."
"What are you showing off for? Come here," Fu Linzheng's voice was low and magnetic, brooking no refusal. "Didn't you say before that I was more effective than a hand warmer?"
A faint blush rose to Rong Weiyue's cheeks, and she reluctantly sat down. Fu Linzheng encircled her, his warm hands pressing on her stomach. After a while, his voice became a little hoarse: "Is it comfortable?"
"Um……"
Rong Weiyue leaned softly against him. Fu Linzheng's dark eyes were intense. He paused for a moment, then spoke again, his voice low and deep:
"Sit on my lap, hmm? I'll make it more comfortable for you."
Fu Linzheng's warm breath brushed against her ear, his voice, with its gritty texture, was captivating and mesmerizing, instantly setting her ears a flushed red.
Rong Weiyue was stunned for a moment, her face flushed and her heart pounding. She wanted to refuse, but her body felt like a baked strawberry cream soufflé, unable to resist this person's increasingly audacious request: "Mmm..."
Her knees and waist were embraced, and her body was lifted into the air for a second before Rong Weiyue sat sideways in his arms.
Fu Linzheng was tall and imposing, his broad shoulders stretching the fabric of his clothes, his muscular arms bulging with distinct lines, and his breath carried an air of pressure. She nestled gently in his arms, her petite figure resembling a kitten being protected by a fierce beast, the difference in their physiques striking to the extreme.
She instinctively clung to his shoulders, and Fu Linzheng tightened his arms, his muscles bulging. The next moment, his large palm slipped inside her nightgown and began to rub her lower abdomen.
The man's large palms were too hot to handle, their calluses and roughness covering her soft, smooth, and fair skin. The veins in his hand, which was used to holding the steering wheel all year round, were now bulging and the pulse was strong and fiery. His movements were extremely light and slow, making her breath catch in her throat.
"You...how could you..."
His voice was hoarse and breathy: "Isn't it more comfortable to press like this? Does it get hot?"
Her cheeks flushed red all the way to the base of her neck, "Mmm..."
Like a heated marshmallow, she had no strength at all, leaning against him. Fu Linzheng slowly massaged her, his hoarse voice whispering in her ear: "I've been raising you for nothing all this time, how come you're still so light, like a little kitten."
As the dull pain subsided, Rong Weiyue's brows relaxed, and she buried her face in the crook of his neck, softly murmuring, "I don't know either, I ate..."
"You call eating a few grains of rice each time 'eating'?" His voice was low and suppressed, "With your current physical condition, you'd pass out after just a few minutes of strenuous exercise."
Rong Weiyue felt a chill run through her heart. She blinked at him and said softly, "I don't usually like exercising. What kind of strenuous exercise?"
Knowing she was pretending to be stupid, Fu Linzheng's Adam's apple bobbed dryly, and he asked in a low voice with a slight smile, "What sport did you say you were talking about?"
Her fingertips gripped his shirt, causing it to wrinkle. The man's hot voice fell as he bit her ear: "Of course it's the kind of exercise where you go in and come out covered in sweat, the kind where you make a mess of the sheets."
This person...
Rong Weiyue's heart pounded like a drum, her clear, almond-shaped eyes gazing at him with the innocence of a fawn: "I don't know, can you demonstrate?"
She's wicked at heart.
She started being mischievous again, and Fu Linzheng's eyes burned even more fiercely as he pulled her closer: "Rong Weiyue, you're taking advantage of your period, aren't you doing it on purpose?"
Her eyes curved into a smile, feigning innocence, "I didn't..."
The man's voice was hoarse and strained: "How long do you think you can hide? Wait until your period is over and you'll see how I deal with you."
Rong Weiyue's ears went weak, and she softly said, "Anyway, you can't do anything today... um..."
Before she could finish speaking, Fu Linzheng grabbed her chin and kissed her.
The man's heat swept over her, and he tossed and turned her around punishingly, with a hint of teasing a cat.
The sweet taste of brown sugar from her mouth spread into his breath, becoming a wildfire.
Rong Weiyue knew that Fu Linzheng couldn't resist teasing. She clutched his clothes, her heart pounding like a deer. There was nowhere to retreat in his arms, so she could only let him enjoy her sweetness.
Fu Linzheng was still rubbing her stomach with her right hand, occasionally touching her lower back, which tickled her so much that her heart trembled. Soon, her other hand was also inside her nightgown.
His long, well-defined hands were so large that almost one palm could cover her lower back.
She was rather thin, but not with a bony, bony feel; instead, she was smooth and tender.
Like a black mamba snake coiling around vines in a tropical forest, rising continuously from her delicate butterfly-shaped bones, her fine eyelashes fluttered at the calluses on her palms.
As smooth as silk, Fu Linzheng's veins bulged on the back of his hand, and his breath became heavier as he kissed her, his fingers, adorned with wedding rings, tracing the thin, intertwined shoulder straps.
Her breath hitched, her ears burned red, and Fu Linzheng breathed heavily, his voice low and strained as he asked, "Where are the buttons, hmm?"
The room was dimly lit, while it was pitch black outside. Only a warm yellow lamp was on by the bedside, casting its light on her flushed face, making her look both innocent and alluring.
Fu Linzheng's palms were burning hot. He lowered his head and bit her red lips, his breath heavy and hoarse, almost burning her earlobes: "Baby, I'm going crazy. Can I have some fun?"
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