Chapter 38, "Usage for the Next Month."...
Chapter 38
Fu Linzheng used to call her that, with extreme intimacy and doting, especially at times like that. He would call her "baby" without any mercy, the low, hoarse tone sounding like it was being crushed in his throat and squeezed into her eardrums, full of bitterness, making her heart pound wildly.
Hearing his outrageous and wicked request, Rong Weiyue's cheeks flushed red, and her heart pounded wildly.
But facing him, how could she know how to refuse? She tilted her head back, exchanging breaths with him, a soft whisper escaping from their kiss: "...in front..."
Her skin was fair and radiant, with a thin knitted rose lace trim. Two thin lines on one side of the dress gathered together to form a small bow.
Like a fish swimming in the palm of your hand.
Unexpectedly, it was so sexy. Fu Linzheng's dark eyes burned, and his breathing became erratic.
Fu Linzheng leisurely sketched the unknown sea of flowers, while Rong Weiyue leaned against him, her breath coming in thin gasps from his kisses. After a while, Fu Linzheng flicked a button with one hand, and it clicked softly, causing her to lose her guard.
The night outside the window was deep, and the wind swept through the mountains and forests with a thin mist, making the branches and leaves rustle. Camellias were blown by the wind and fell onto the scorching flames, bursting into flames in an instant.
The kitten couldn't help but meow, its long eyelashes fluttering as moisture welled up in its eyes. "Fu Linzheng..."
Her petite body was encircled even tighter by Fu Linzheng's broad arms. The man kissed her earlobe, his hoarse voice like it was filled with sand: "Baby, you've grown a little bigger than before."
Her face turned bright red. How could this person still remember her after six years...?
Rong Weiyue used to be thinner in the right places than others, and vice versa, and now she looks even more slender.
Fu Linzheng's kisses deepened, like a silent net descending upon her. His fingertips plucked and turned the strings of a musical instrument, like a jellyfish in the deep sea opening and closing, like waves pushing and sweeping through her mind, making her cheeks heat up, and gradually causing her to retreat.
Unlike in high school, Fu Linzheng now has a more relaxed and confident control, and is more patient and persuasive than before, becoming increasingly adept at guiding...
She furrowed her delicate brows, bit her red lips, and leaned softly against his chest.
I love it so much, waaaaah...
After an unknown amount of time, a ripple of clothing rose, brushing against the shoulder. In the dim light, the curtain slowly rose, revealing a hidden scroll of spring snow, which fell into the man's eyes, his gaze subtly shifting.
"Is it the same set of clothes I just washed?"
I didn't expect him to pay attention to this. "Hmm..."
"Just like before, I still love white."
She blushed, and Fu Linzheng's eyes blazed with fury. His wedding ring was wrapped around his neck as he said in a hoarse voice, "It's so thin, it'll break if I tear it."
She bit her lip in embarrassment; hadn't he torn her too many times before?
He had just displayed remarkable gentlemanly restraint.
She was laid down on the soft flesh, and Fu Linzheng leaned in and held her captive. Her skin was as smooth as a cloud, and a dark fire raged in his eyes. Rong Weiyue shyly tried to dodge, but was held down: "What are you blocking? You're very beautiful."
Fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose. The man lowered his head, and his lips and teeth fell like raindrops pattering on the eaves, spreading little by little.
The raging fire spread across mountains and valleys, turning from red to white.
She was like an isolated island trapped in the eye of a typhoon, with a water droplet volcano erupting and waves sweeping in from all directions, crashing against the shore. Fu Linzheng's waves were sometimes gentle and sometimes heavy, eventually engulfing her.
With a slight grittling between her teeth, Rong Weiyue let out a soft moan, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes misted over, "Fu Linzheng..."
The snake's tongue flicked around, then it was picked up and put down again.
The man used one hand to forcefully grip her slender wrist as she tried to shield herself.
The last dessert at the restaurant tonight was a soft soufflé filled with cherries and cream. Fu Linzheng savored it with gusto, taking two bites of cream and one bite of cherry.
Rong Weiyue's voice was like glutinous rice cake, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. After a while, Li Ying seemed like night rain falling from the eaves, shimmering with subtle light.
Fu Linzheng licked his thin lips and sighed, "Baby, you're all red from my kisses."
Even the most beautiful things in spring cannot compare.
Who wouldn't want to pick it after seeing it?
Rong Weiyue's face flushed crimson, feeling as if a cat's paw was gently scratching her heart. She pleaded sweetly, "Could you please stop kissing me...?"
"What's wrong? Are we almost there?"
The man leaned forward, his breath hot and fiery. She clung tightly to his shoulders, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, her body trembling. "Waaah, Fu Linzheng..."
Fu Linzheng deliberately stopped; he was utterly wicked.
What should you call me?
She realized what was happening and whispered shyly, "Husband..."
I finally understand what he meant by what he said that day.
So that's the occasion QAQ...
The moment she uttered those words, she herself felt a tingling sensation in her bones from the allure of her voice. Fu Linzheng was nearly driven mad. He pressed down on her slender waist, which seemed to sway like willow leaves in the wind, and said in a hoarse voice, "You're starting to seduce now, huh? You dare to make me demonstrate like this?"
A tear slid down her cheek. Although her period had started, Fu Linzheng had no intention of letting her off so easily. He pulled a pillow over the moon and placed it under her arm, trapping her in his embrace.
Knock knock knock knock.
The tatami mat began to sway, and Hu Hu ran to the living room next to the suite. A small boat was rocked by the waves, and suddenly the voices of friends came from outside the wall.
They returned to the villa.
The bed isn't very good quality. Rong Weiyue's eardrums were being pounded, and she cried out, "Keep it down, someone's going to hear us..."
Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his voice was deep and resonant: "Don't speak softly."
She pinched him, and Fu Linzheng said wickedly, "So what if they heard? They can guess what we're doing anyway."
If anyone could see, they would see a woman in a dimly lit room, her nightgown lying on the carpet, a woman with skin as white as jade being kissed by a tall, strong man, her black hair cascading down her back, her waist arching like a cat's, and the sounds of their love rising and falling together.
The air is fragrant and warm.
A sweet and warm atmosphere slowly spread in the light.
After an unknown amount of time, a sun shower began.
It was then held up by the hot clouds, blown away, and turned into fog.
Rong Weiyue seemed to have her last string pulled out, a broken sob escaping from her throat buried in the crook of his neck. She was like the leaves rustling in the wind outside the window.
The room fell silent, and she couldn't find her thoughts for a long time. Fu Linzheng held her, wiped away her tears with his fingertips, and asked in her ear with a smile, "Why are you so sensitive, baby? You're on your period and you're still here?"
Rong Weiyue herself did not expect this to happen. After six years apart, she thought they would be strangers, but they were still so familiar with each other.
I haven't experienced this kind of almost instinctive joy in a long time.
Fortunately, something was covering her, so it didn't spill out. Rong Weiyue blushed and didn't dare to look at him, "You're not allowed to say anything..."
Fu Linzheng's tone was gruff: "It's true even if you don't say it. If you had shouted any louder, they would have heard you."
She ignored him, biting his Adam's apple like a kitten scratching. Fu Linzheng's mouth was dry, but he still leaned down and kissed her peck by peck, his restless desire barely contained.
Rong Weiyue's gaze fell over, and the gray-black work pants, which were almost too tight to contain, were stained with dark colors.
It wasn't hers; it was something he had just spilled himself.
Rong Weiyue blushed crimson, asking him what to do, and whispered in his ear, "Shall I help you?"
Fu Linzheng's temples were faintly visible, but he still kept his voice low and his breath heavy: "No need, aren't you afraid of getting tired?"
"I'm not tired..."
Fu Linzheng's Adam's apple bobbed, and he said lazily, "No need, I want to save it first."
"?" This person...
He held back, cuddling her tenderly for a while, then Fu Linzheng helped her put on a nightgown. "Will you feel uncomfortable if I carry you to the washroom?"
"fine……"
He lifted her up with one hand with his muscular arm and walked her to the bathroom. Afraid that he would continue to act recklessly, she chased him away and locked the door.
In the mirror, there were marks all over her body, especially there; her lips were bright red, and her cheeks were like those of a ripe tomato.
Even a glance would reveal what had happened.
When she first moved into Fu Linzheng's house, she never imagined that they would become so intimate one day.
She found herself just like when she graduated high school: whenever she was with him, she couldn't help but want to get closer to him.
Is this what physiological attraction is...?
After cooling the heat off his face, Fu Linzheng stepped out of the bathroom after taking a shower, just as he finished dealing with official business.
She crawled into bed, and Fu Linzheng went to take a shower. After a while, he came out, and she deliberately pretended to be indifferent, burying her head in her phone and ignoring him. A few seconds later, his tall and imposing figure cast a shadow before her eyes.
"Aren't you tired? Why don't you get some rest?"
"oh……"
She put her phone on the bedside table, lay down, and turned over.
The lights dimmed, and she felt the blanket behind her being pulled back. Sure enough, an arm reached around her waist and dragged her back.
She was turned over, and Fu Linzheng locked her in his arms, his dark eyes fixed on her intensely: "What do you mean? Are you hiding from me? You've had your fill and now you don't recognize me anymore?"
Rong Weiyue smiled shyly: "No."
"If you try to recreate it, do it again."
Exhausted, she stopped being naughty and quickly hugged him. Then Fu Linzheng embraced her and put something back on her left ring finger.
Rong Weiyue looked down and saw it was her wedding ring.
She didn't know when this person took it out of her bag.
He threatened in a low voice, "Wear it properly, or I'll deal with you if you keep throwing it around like this."
Rong Weiyue responded softly, leaning against his neck. The Cuban necklace around his neck brushed against the top of her head. She looked over, but couldn't see clearly in the darkness: "Fu Linzheng, what's that pendant on your neck? Can I see it?"
Fu Linzheng paused for a moment, then pressed her head down. "No."
This person is so mysterious...
He said lazily, "You'll find out later."
"When is 'later'?"
He stared straight at her: "Wait until you strip me naked."
"..."
If she hadn't been on her period, I would have stripped her today.
The two talked side by side until night. She thought about what had happened in the backyard of the villa earlier, looked up at him, and her heart was like a small boat swaying in the river: "Fu Linzheng, actually, I was quite surprised tonight."
"Um?"
"The hobbies and habits that you and Peng Qingshi listed tonight are things I sometimes don't even notice myself, yet you know them all."
Fu Linzheng scratched her chin: "We dated in high school, and now I'm your husband. Shouldn't I understand you?"
"But... I don't think I understand you as well as you understand me."
Rong Weiyue looked at him and said softly, "Fu Linzheng, I haven't asked you yet since we got married, what are your requirements for Mrs. Fu?"
She said softly, "You've always given more to me, but if we want to make our marriage work, we both have to give equally. You said tonight that you'll be good to me for the rest of my life, so I want to do something for you too, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Linzheng's heart softened and warmed. He touched her cheek, his lips languidly saying, "I'll do anything you ask?"
“Hmm…” she said seriously.
Fu Linzheng thought for a moment, then said lazily, "Okay, then let's start with the most basic: hug me ten times a week, kiss me twenty times, call me 'husband' thirty times a week, and go to bed..."
"?"
She immediately interrupted him, blushing with embarrassment, "Can't you talk about something serious?"
Fu Linzheng raised an eyebrow, looking roguish: "How is this improper? Aren't these the most normal things between husband and wife? You said you'd do something for me, but you changed your mind after just a few words. All you've got is a mouth."
"..."
"That person is so mean," Rong Weiyue rolled over. "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep..."
Fu Linzheng let out a soft laugh.
Even more cowardly than a little rabbit.
He embraced her from behind, his deep voice whispering in her ear:
"Being Mrs. Fu means you don't have to do anything."
"As long as you are carefree, safe and healthy every day from now on, and rely on me more... just don't run away from me again."
Never again, let go of his hand.
-
One night passed.
The entire mountain villa was shrouded in a gray haze in the early morning. Dewdrops clung to the branches and leaves outside the windows, and the air was filled with the faint scent of fir trees. Birdsong was faint in the distance. Slowly, the sky brightened, dispelling the hazy mist.
When Rong Weiyue woke up the next day, she felt waves of cramping pain in her stomach and severe back pain; the monthly pain that she had to endure as usual swept over her.
Fu Linzheng had just finished exercising when he came in and saw her lying there with a scrunched-up face, looking pitiful. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Hmm, I have some menstrual cramps."
Fu Linzheng frowned, poured her a cup of hot water, and held her in his arms: "Does it hurt a lot? Let me rub it for you?"
Rong Weiyue blushed as she thought of yesterday, "No."
"What's wrong?"
She muttered, "You'll try to... bump into me again later."
Upon hearing this, Fu Linzheng couldn't help but laugh and bit her ear: "How are you going to bump into me? I'm talking about a proper rubbing, do you think I'm that indecent?"
...Didn't he have it?
Then Fu Linzheng rubbed her hands again, and the dull pain subsided a bit. He carried her to the bathroom and helped her wash up.
He was delighted by the girl's rare display of spoiled behavior and wished he could stick close to her more often.
"Are you hungry? Shall we go to a restaurant or should I order food?"
"Let's go out, maybe they've woken up too."
She felt weak and limp, and Fu Linzheng picked her up. "Then just hang on me."
"Hmm..."
Fu Linzheng carried her out of the room. Several friends also woke up and grinned mischievously when they saw them: "Oh my, I can't stand it. Do you have to be so lovey-dovey so early in the morning?"
"Feeding him dog food first thing in the morning is too much. I feel like Fu Linzheng can't be called Fu Linzheng anymore. He should be called Fu Lingzheng. It's like the words 'already married' are engraved on his forehead."
"Yueyue, didn't you see the smug look on Fu Linzheng's face? Now that he's married, he's got all the swagger. Can't you be too nice to him? You need to teach him a lesson!"
Rong Weiyue blushed and arched her eyebrows. Fu Linzheng raised the corners of his lips: "My wife just wants to stick to me, is that not allowed? Don't be too envious. This is normal interaction between married couples. What do you unmarried people know?"
Xia Sili was speechless: "I suddenly regretted helping him get together yesterday. I really want to punch him now!!"
"Hahaha……"
Everyone chatted and laughed as they went to the restaurant for dinner. Rong Weiyue didn't see Peng Qingshi, so she asked Yin Lu and learned that Peng Qingshi had left after playing billiards last night.
She opened her phone and saw several messages Peng Qingshi had left for her last night:
[Weiyue, I had a few drinks tonight and lost control of my emotions. I spoke too impulsively. I talked with Mr. Xia for a long time afterward and realized that I had many misunderstandings about Fu Linzheng. He is truly deeply in love with you.]
[No matter what, as long as you're happy, that's enough. I hope you and Fu Lin are increasingly happy after you find a husband. And like you said yesterday, can we still be friends for life?]
Rong Weiyue showed her phone to Fu Linzheng, who raised an eyebrow. "Alright, I hope he gets better and better too."
She smiled slightly and replied to Peng Qingshi: "Of course, we're friends for life, and I hope you find your happiness soon."
Several people arrived at the buffet restaurant. Rong Weiyue sat down to wait while Fu Linzheng went to get breakfast. Xia Sili looked at Fu Linzheng and raised an eyebrow:
"Your eyes are bruised, it looks like you didn't sleep well last night, Zheng. I know newlyweds have a good relationship, but shouldn't you still consider Weiyue's health? I see she has very dark circles under her eyes too."
Fu Linzheng's face darkened: "What nonsense are you spouting? She's on her period, her stomach hurts and she can't sleep well, so I'm taking care of her."
Xia Sili suppressed a laugh: "Goodness, you were a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle last night?"
"..."
Fu Linzheng glanced over, and Xia Sili patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "A good man who loves his wife, I give you a thumbs up."
After breakfast, Rong Weiyue felt really uncomfortable because she was menstruating, so Fu Linzheng told his friends that he would take her away first.
Everyone told Rong Weiyue to get some rest, and Fu Zecheng teased, "Zheng, you need to take good care of your wife."
Fu Linzheng: "Do I need you to remind me?"
"This guy's getting way too cocky right now, hahaha..."
After saying goodbye to her friends and getting into the car, Rong Weiyue held Hu Hu in her arms. Fu Linzheng started the car and turned to look at her: "Let's not go home first. I'll take you to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic for moxibustion."
"Moxibustion?"
"Is your menstrual cramps really that bad? I've looked it up and found that moxibustion can relieve them. I'll take you to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to see why your cold hasn't gotten better yet."
"Going to the doctor again..."
She pouted and hugged Huhu, looking aggrieved. Fu Linzheng patted her head and teased, "Why are you so scared? It's because you're not in good health."
"But I'm really scared of drinking Chinese medicine qwq..."
She looked up at him with her watery eyes, looking pitiful and adorable. Fu Linzheng kissed her cheek and coaxed her with a smile, "Okay, I'll ask the doctor to try not to prescribe such bitter medicine, okay?"
Rong Weiyue nodded slightly, "Chinese people don't lie to other Chinese people."
Fu Linzheng smiled, started the car, and the two headed to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
When Rong Weiyue had a tenosynovitis attack, Fu Linzheng brought her here. Mingheng has shares here, and the old Chinese medicine doctor is very familiar with Fu Linzheng.
In the consultation room, after examining Rong Weiyue's pulse, the old Chinese medicine doctor said, "You have a deficiency of both qi and blood, and your constitution is prone to cold. The cold qi has entered your meridians, which is why you have irregular menstruation and recurring colds."
Fu Linzheng frowned as he listened: "Is it serious?"
"It's not a serious illness, but it needs careful treatment. Try taking Chinese medicine for half a month first."
Half a month?!
Fu Linzheng glanced at Rong Weiyue, who seemed stunned as if struck by lightning, and a smile appeared on his lips:
"Uncle Zhang, please try to prescribe some medicine that's easy to take. My child hates bitter medicine the most, and he'll throw a tantrum when he gets home."
What do you mean by "his kid"...?
A soft blush rose on Rong Weiyue's cheeks. She secretly tugged at Fu Linzheng's sleeve to stop him from talking nonsense. The old Chinese medicine doctor had watched Fu Linzheng grow up, and this was the first time he had seen this brat's undisguised doting affection for a girl. He teased, "What's wrong? Feeling sorry for her?"
Fu Linzheng rubbed Rong Weiyue's head and smiled lazily: "Feeling sorry for her is secondary, the main thing is that it takes me half a day to coax her to drink her medicine."
The old Chinese medicine doctor smiled and typed on the keyboard: "It's not just about taking medicine. You need to take good care of her in general. Girls should be cherished."
Rong Weiyue blushed, and the man beside her smiled and responded.
After the doctor's visit, Rong Weiyue went to the restroom. Fu Linzheng returned with the medicine, and the old Chinese medicine doctor explained the method of administration to him, adding an extra reminder:
"Her constitution is too weak. It wasn't something that was ruined in a day, nor can it be cured immediately with a couple of doses of medicine. She needs to be carefully cared for regularly, and... she still needs to abstain from sexual activity during this period. Her qi and blood are severely depleted, and if her body is further agitated, the coldness in her body will be even harder to clear."
The old Chinese medicine doctor gave him a long, quiet look and said, "Just bear with it. Once you've recovered, it will naturally be fine."
Fu Linzheng paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Okay."
As Rong Weiyue walked out of the consultation room, she asked, "What did the doctor say to you?"
He put his arm around her. "It's nothing. I'll take you to get moxibustion."
In the moxibustion room, the air was filled with the aroma of mugwort and herbs. Rong Weiyue changed her clothes and lay down on the moxibustion bed. The nurse lit the moxa stick, and the warm smoke slowly seeped into her skin, reaching her internal organs and gradually soothing her nerves.
Fu Linzheng pulled the blanket up to cover her ankles. "Aren't you cold?"
"No, it's quite warm."
"Take a rest. Call me if you feel unwell."
Rong Weiyue closed her eyes, and Fu Linzheng quietly stayed by her side. Several nurses peeked in through the door and whispered among themselves:
"This is the first time I've seen President Fu bring a girl here. His eyes never left that girl. Didn't you hear how gentle President Fu's tone was when he spoke to her?"
"I met her a long time ago. She had tendonitis in her hand, and I gave her a hot compress. She was beautiful, spoke gently, and had a sweet smile. Not to mention President Fu, even I, a woman, was smitten."
"Do you guys think she's President Fu's girlfriend?"
"Of course! I just saw them holding hands. Wait, look, both Mr. Fu and she are wearing rings on their left hands!"
"Oh my god, did they get married...?"
A few people couldn't resist taking a sneaky photo of the handsome man and beautiful woman together, but the head nurse stopped them: "Have you forgotten the rules? No taking photos and no spreading them. Okay, stop gossiping and get back to work."
Forced to stop their sweet romance, the group left sadly. After a long time, Rong Weiyue woke up and saw that Fu Linzheng was still by her side.
"Awake?" He turned off the video of the game.
I never expected to fall asleep. "...How long did I sleep?"
Fu Linzheng lightly scratched her palm with his fingertips, "It's been almost two hours. How do you feel now? Does your stomach still hurt?"
"Much better."
Rong Weiyue felt a warmth in her heart. She hadn't expected him to stay by her side all this time. After they got together, he often had to go to training and competitions, and he was usually out of contact. Sometimes she didn't even dare to bother him.
Fu Linzheng fed her some water, and Rong Weiyue asked, "Don't you need to go to training today? I can manage on my own."
"You still insist on making me go to training on the weekend? Rong Weiyue, if you don't want me to accompany you, just say so."
"I don't……"
"Oh, so that's hope?"
Her cheeks flushed slightly as she looked directly at him. "Yes, I hope so."
Fu Linzheng leaned back lazily in his seat, chewing on a green tangerine candy, and flattened the smile on his lips: "Alright, since you want it, I will definitely fulfill my duties as a husband. It's okay, don't be too touched, just give me a couple more kisses when we get back."
Rong Weiyue smiled, deciding not to pay him any attention.
After the moxibustion was finished at noon, the Chinese medicine was also brewed and divided into packets. Rong Weiyue originally thought that she had finally finished her cold medicine, but she did not expect that she would have to drink Chinese medicine for another half month. It was simply too torturous.
Back home, Rong Weiyue saw a large box at her doorstep and wondered, "Is this my package?"
He glanced at it, paused, and picked it up: "Mine."
"oh……"
Upon entering the house, Fu Linzheng wiped Hu Hu's feet, and Rong Weiyue looked at the box: "Shall I open it for you?"
"Need not."
He immediately took it and pinched her cheek: "Go to the refrigerator and take out what you want to eat for lunch. I'll cook it for you later."
She agreed.
Seeing that he went to the bedroom, Rong Weiyue went to the kitchen.
After lunch, he brought over some warmed Chinese medicine, which Rong Weiyue drank with a frown, and then stayed at home.
Fortunately, after seeing a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, my menstrual cramps have eased a lot, and I can go to the studio on Monday.
The studio currently has two major tasks. The first is to rush to complete the final part of the "Frost and Snow Chant" ornaments. The second is that they have received the first batch of lacquer painting ornament blanks from the Russian lacquer painting factory and have begun to inlay filigree.
A few days ago, after Rong Weiyue was interviewed at the opening ceremony of "Frost and Snow Ballad", many netizens followed the official Weibo of Qingyue Pavilion and Rong Weiyue's personal Weibo and saw the video of her making filigree.
Finally, she wore a sky-blue cheongsam, with a filigree hairpin adorning her hair. Standing in the misty ancient pavilion, she turned her head and smiled, exuding a refined and otherworldly charm. Many people became fans of Rong Weiyue's beauty, and her personal Weibo followers reached six figures overnight. The hashtag #FiligreeInlayMostBeautifulCraftswoman# quickly became a trending topic.
Whether or not Mingheng was behind the scenes, Qingyue Pavilion's popularity has soared this time, their online store has seen a significant increase in jewelry orders, and some brands have even sought cooperation with them.
During the morning meeting, Rong Weiyue shared an idea: "Live streaming is very popular now. I think our online store can also start a live stream, filming the process of making filigree inlay, so that everyone can learn more about filigree inlay and also increase our reputation."
Everyone agreed: "Sister Weiyue, you definitely need to do this live stream again. You are the biggest star of our studio now, and everyone will definitely want to see you."
"Yes, boss, if you show your face and do a live stream of making filigree, a lot of people will definitely send you rockets, hahaha..."
Rong Weiyue smiled helplessly and told them not to tease her. In the end, she handed over the live broadcast to the staff in charge of publicity to plan in detail, while she was busy negotiating cooperation with several manufacturers.
Fu Linzheng also trains every day, but he finishes early and picks her up to go home in the evening.
That evening, after practicing her violin at home, Rong Weiyue went to take a shower and discovered that her period had ended.
They're finally gone! They're finally gone...
After taking a shower, she lay on the bed, looking forward to it and absentmindedly sketching design drafts. After a while, Fu Linzheng came upstairs after taking a shower and pulled her into his arms.
The easel fell onto the carpet, and the woman's soft, dark brown curly hair cascaded over her shoulders, revealing her slender shoulders and radiant white skin. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of white tea.
Fu Linzheng's Adam's apple bobbed heavily, his dark eyes blazing with fire, and he kissed her. Rong Weiyue nestled in his arms, letting him do as he pleased. After a while, he stopped and whispered her nickname.
Rong Weiyue's heart trembled. She looked at him and whispered, "Fu Linzheng, my period is over."
The implication was quite clear.
The man thought of something, paused for a few seconds, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you say you were very tired today? Go to sleep first."
She paused for a moment, then after a few seconds, she slumped her head and replied, "Okay..."
Forced to suppress all her feelings, Rong Weiyue closed her eyes, leaned against him, and gradually fell asleep as drowsiness overcame her.
Fu Linzheng barely slept that night.
The same thing happened the next night. The man kissed her all over, making her feel hot as if she had a fever. Finally, he stopped and said in a hoarse voice, "You should go to sleep."
no……
Rong Weiyue felt increasingly uneasy.
She was almost recovered from her cold and her period was over. Knowing Fu Linzheng as she did, she knew he couldn't possibly be indifferent. He had always done whatever he wanted and had almost no self-control.
The next day, Rong Weiyue was on the phone with Yin Lu when she couldn't help but ask Yin Lu, who was surprised: "So you mean, Fu Linzheng and you have been married for so long, and nothing has happened yet?!"
"Um……"
Yin Lu covered her mouth and laughed, "What's going on! I thought you two had already consummated your marriage. Is this still Fu Linzheng? Has he been a monk for the past six years, severing all his emotions and desires? He's really hopeless!"
Rong Weiyue blushed and rested her chin on her hand: "I don't know what's wrong with him either."
This is quite unusual compared to the previous Fu Linzheng.
But she hadn't been unaware of the feelings Fu Linzheng had for her. Was it just her imagination?
Yin Lu pondered seriously: "Then six years ago and six years later should be different. As the saying goes, the hardest thing in the world is an 18-year-old male high school student... But with Fu Linzheng's physique, he shouldn't be unable to do it, right? Could it be that he's too tired from training and doesn't have enough energy when he gets home?"
Rong Weiyue thought for a moment and whispered, "It seems...possible."
"Yeah, don't overthink it. How about you give him some supplements recently? It's very important for men to have proper nutrition."
Rong Weiyue teased, "You seem to know quite a bit about this."
"I don't know, I was watching a short video, haha..."
So in the evening, Rong Weiyue finished her get off work at the studio and went home to cook. When Fu Linzheng returned, she heard him say that dinner was ready.
"Didn't you say I'd come back to do it?" He hugged her.
"I don't know how long it will take for you to come back, but luckily I have some free time."
"I'm so happy."
Fu Linzheng smiled and pulled her over, then saw the dishes on the table—
Steamed oysters, stir-fried pork kidneys, and braised lamb.
He paused for a moment.
Rong Weiyue wasn't sure if she was taking too much tonic at once, so she pretended to be calm and said, "I just cooked it casually, I don't know what tastes good."
He composed himself, responded, and sat down. "What is the soup?"
Rong Weiyue muttered, "This... black chicken, sea cucumber, and wolfberry soup."
Fu Linzheng raised his eyebrows to look at her.
Afraid of being exposed, she pretended to be calm as she ladled out the soup: "I didn't know what to buy, so I looked up some recipes. Shall I get you a bowl?"
"hold head high."
Seeing her calm and indifferent expression, Fu Linzheng didn't think too much about it. After taking a few sips, Rong Weiyue asked, "Is the taste alright?"
He nodded. "It's quite fresh and delicious."
"Then drink more. You train so hard, you need to take good care of your body. You can't be so young and already have old bones..."
Fu Linzheng: ?
He laughed angrily, "Rong Weiyue, explain yourself clearly, who's an old man?"
She smiled and obediently drank her soup.
You're not old, but you're certainly working hard at night.
Rong Weiyue ate a little of the meal, but Fu Linzheng finished off the rest. Of course, he had to support his wife's cooking, so he cleaned up the rest.
Around 10 p.m., Rong Weiyue was sitting on the edge of the bed reading when Fu Linzheng came over after taking a shower. She looked up at him, and Fu Linzheng seemed particularly strange today, his heart burning with rage. His voice was hoarse as he said, "I have some business to attend to."
He patted her head and coaxed her, "You go to sleep first, okay? Don't wait for me."
She was stunned. When she woke up the next day, she found that he had even slept in the study and hadn't come in at all the night before.
She texted Yin Lu: "Fu Linzheng didn't sleep with me last night..."
Yin Lü: ? ? ? This plot isn't going right?
She told her not to rush: "A man's physical improvement isn't something that can be achieved with just one meal. Increase the dosage!! Keep supplementing him vigorously!!"
When Fu Linzheng returned home that evening, he saw that Rong Weiyue had cooked rice again: turtle soup, stir-fried shrimp with chives, and black bean and pork rib soup.
Fu Linzheng remained silent.
She blinked: "I didn't know what to make, I just bought it randomly. Don't you like it?"
He coughed lightly twice. "No, I like it."
He was very supportive and ate everything. After the meal, still confused, he sent Xia Sili a message: "[These past few days, Rong Weiyue has made me black-boned chicken, soft-shelled turtle, and pork kidneys. What does that mean? Does she think I'm not good enough?]"
The person on the other end burst out laughing upon seeing the message, exclaiming: "Poor Zheng, already being disliked by his wife right after getting married. Don't secretly shed tears in your sleep tonight. I'm a good brother; I'll order you two doses of medicine. Show your prowess tonight!"
Fu Linzheng: 【…Get lost.】
Fu Linzheng ignored him, feeling hot all over, and went to the gym to lift weights, where he worked out for two hours straight.
Midway through, Rong Weiyue noticed that this person didn't seem tired at all; he was incredibly strong.
Then why not...?
She absentmindedly finished her shower and slumped over her phone, just coming across a post where a woman was asking if it was normal for her boyfriend to become distant after two years of dating and marriage. Sure enough, the comments section was full of analysis:
[This isn't normal. Is he impotent? But modern people have so much work pressure, they don't have much energy.]
[It's possible that someone else is with you outside; if you can't eat a proper meal, it's usually because you've eaten out and are full.]
[I feel like he just doesn't like you that much anymore, or maybe it's just that after being together for so long, you've gotten tired of each other. Physical attraction isn't necessarily love, but physical dislike definitely isn't love.]
But she and Fu Linzheng weren't an old married couple...
Rong Weiyue's head was buzzing. She closed the post, shutting out her chaotic thoughts, and went outside to get a drink of water.
After a while, Fu Linzheng finished showering and came out to the living room. He saw the woman sitting in front of the bar, her skirt reaching her thighs, revealing her alluring figure. Her delicate butterfly bones were captivating, and her fair, long legs were slightly upturned.
Rong Weiyue turned to look at him. Fu Linzheng felt a dryness in his throat and walked over: "Have you taken your Chinese medicine?"
"It's hot."
He pulled her into his arms, calmed his breathing, and then released her, his voice hoarse: "Go to sleep after you finish drinking. I need to go out and take care of some work."
Seeing that he was about to leave, Rong Weiyue asked softly, "Are you going to sleep in the study again tonight?"
"...I finished work too late yesterday and was afraid of waking you up when I got back."
Rong Weiyue lowered her eyes, and after a few seconds she couldn't help but ask, "Fu Linzheng, do you not really want to marry me?"
Fu Linzheng suddenly froze. "What?"
She said in a muffled voice, "First it was a cold, then it was my period. My period ended several days ago, but you still don't want to be with me and you're avoiding me. Is it because everything happened six years ago, so there's nothing new for you, and you don't care about me anymore..."
Before she could finish speaking, Fu Linzheng grabbed her waist and kissed her fiercely.
Rong Weiyue's voice was silenced by his kiss. The man tightened his arms around her, his veins bulging, as if he wanted to crush her in his embrace. With a sense of punishment, he forcefully swept away every breath and thought of hers.
Her chin was lifted, Fu Linzheng's palm engulfed her skirt, an intensely sensual aura of aggression washing over her, his voice deep and forceful:
"Rong Weiyue, what nonsense are you spouting now?"
Rong Weiyue's eyelashes trembled, and then the man carried her to the bedroom, threw her into the thin quilt, grabbed her ankles and pulled her over, and lay on top of her.
“Fu Linzheng…”
His kiss landed without warning, leaving her dizzy and disoriented, like a small fish swimming in his palm, almost suffocating from lack of water.
He stopped after a while. The enemy outside the city gate had already raised their heads, ready to attack. They were beating the drums heavily. She was trembling violently. Fu Linzheng laughed angrily: "Rong Weiyue, do you want to see if I'm willing or not?"
Her face flushed with embarrassment. Fu Linzheng then reached out and opened the drawer. She looked over and froze instantly—
A whole drawer full of small umbrellas.
Sheet cream, super-smooth, zero-feel, super-moisturizing, warming, and various other styles, including strawberry, orange, grape, and many more flavors, in large and small boxes, piled high like a mountain...
They're all extra large.
"I bought the set several days ago."
That day, when I came back from the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, these were the items in that big cardboard box.
Fu Linzheng's eyes were bright as he said leisurely, "Originally, the dosage was for the period from the end of your period to the next month."
One month...
“But Uncle Zhang told me that day that you are too weak right now and you can’t do it, otherwise it will not be good for your recovery. I was afraid that it would put pressure on you, so I didn’t say anything.”
Rong Weiyue was stunned, not expecting it was because of this. A blush rose to her face as the man's husky voice fell into her ear:
"I don't want to? Do you know that I've been responding to you every night while sleeping next to you, whether it's hugging you or kissing you? I respond as soon as you get close to me, I can't control myself at all."
Fu Linzheng stared straight at her, his throat burning: "Last night in the study, I couldn't concentrate on my work. I had to...do it twice to recover. I haven't been able to sleep at all these past few nights. Every day, besides training, I'm fantasizing about having sex with you. In the study, on the balcony, in the car, I've planned out every location and...the situation. I wish I could fuck you right now, do you know that?"
Fu Linzheng's broad body was like a wall, his muscles strong and heavy, trapping her. His aggressive aura was palpable, and she could feel his intense scent with every breath. Hearing this, she blushed and looked up at him, completely stunned.
His breath was heavy as he bit her earlobe: "I've waited six years, and it's been 24 days since we got married. I remember it all. Once you're better, I'll lock you in the room. You won't be able to get out of bed for at least a day and a night."
The man frowned, his voice low and husky, his chest rising and falling noticeably, each word drawing her into his heat: "My addiction is even stronger than it was in high school. I'll definitely make you suffer. You can't cry and beg me then. I won't let you go."
Hmm...
She trembled with shame. Fu Linzheng looked at her, making no attempt to hide his wickedness and wickedness, his voice deep and piercing:
"Rong Weiyue, where do you think you can run to? You still dare to provoke me?"
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