Chapter 116 It's always like this.
Ruan Yi was half-pulled and half-embraced by Fu Jingchen and shoved into the passenger seat. The seatbelt was fastened with a click, and before she could even sit properly, the car had already smoothly slid out.
The office buildings and street scenes outside the window rushed past in an instant.
But it's clearly not time to leave work yet!
Fu Jingchen didn't even say hello and directly took her home. If she still didn't understand what he meant, she would have lived in vain.
"Fu Jingchen!"
Ruan Yi was so nervous that her hands were trembling. She gripped the seatbelt tightly, stared at the man's taut jawline, and blurted out something in a hurry.
"You're not angry, are you? That wasn't what I meant at all! Don't blame me!"
"About Fu Wang... I... I'll find a way to talk to him about it."
Fu Jingchen stared straight ahead, his hands gripping the steering wheel, his knuckles clearly defined, slightly white from the force he was applying.
The man clearly heard what the girl said, but he still didn't respond for a long time.
The silence in the carriage was unsettling, making Ruan Yi feel extremely anxious.
Just as she was about to say something to ease the tension, the person next to her suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixed heavily on her face, his voice unusually low and hoarse.
"What does Xiaoyi think?"
Su Ruanyi was stunned. Before she could react, she heard him ask another question. His tone was emotionless, but it carried a strange sense of threat.
"Xiao Yi, do you think I'm up to the task?"
This completely stunned Ruan Yi.
She never expected that the other party would care so much about this.
Fu Wang's comment just now, "It's definitely not okay at thirty," really hit that fatal nerve of a man's pride.
Ruan Yi swallowed hard and quickly tried to salvage the situation.
"Okay, okay, you seem to be... pretty good."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Ruan Yi almost bit her tongue.
As expected, Fu Jingchen raised an eyebrow and asked in a calm tone.
"Just okay?"
"Could it be...?" Ruan Yi stammered again.
Fu Jingchen didn't ask any further questions, only letting out a single syllable.
"good."
Then he shut up completely, refocusing his gaze on the road, letting the silence in the carriage spread.
Ruan Yi's heart was growing increasingly anxious, and her fingertips were starting to burn.
Did she say something wrong?
Did Fu Jingchen want to hear those flowery compliments? But that would be too fake...
She had seen it online before.
Isn't the saying "a man goes downhill after twenty-five" a common belief?
Fu Jingchen is already thirty years old. If she were to praise him as if he were a god descended from heaven, would he believe it himself?
But given the current situation, it's not really appropriate to say nothing.
Throughout the journey, Ruan Yi's mind was constantly shifting between "should I add a few compliments?" and "I really can't bring myself to say them," her thoughts a jumbled mess.
She's never used it, how would she know if it works or not!
Ruan Yi secretly glanced at Fu Jingchen several times, trying to discern some emotion from the man's face, but he remained expressionless.
The only thing that seemed to be pressing the accelerator harder was the car, which shot forward like an arrow.
Before she could recover from her inner turmoil, the car had already come to a smooth stop in front of that familiar coastal villa.
The sea breeze, carrying a slightly damp scent, rushed towards her. Fu Chen had already unbuckled his seatbelt, and when he turned his head to look at her, his eyes were as deep as if they held a black sea.
Fu Jingchen was the first to push open the door and get out of the car, his movements swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
Seeing this, Ruan instinctively gripped the seatbelt tightly, trying to use that strength to stay in the car.
"Haha, this chair really looks like a chair!"
"It's genuine leather, so comfortable, I'll sit here a little longer..."
But her feeble struggles were no match for Fu Jingchen. The man walked around to the passenger side, opened the door, and his gaze fell on her hand gripping the seatbelt.
He leaned down, deftly prying open the seatbelt buckle with his fingertips, and then pulled her fair hands off the seatbelt.
Before Ruan Yi could react, he stretched out his arm and steadily lifted her up in his arms.
"Hey! Fu Jingchen, what are you doing?"
Ruan Yi gasped in fright and instinctively grabbed his neck, leaving her suspended in mid-air, her words tumbling out in a panic.
"Haha... You must have brought me back to cook for me because you were worried I was hungry, right? Right?"
Ruan Yi forced a fawning smile, her voice trembling with a hint of disbelief even to herself.
The man glanced down at her, then continued walking into the villa, his voice devoid of emotion yet unusually calm.
"Yes, you'll love it."
Ahhhhhh—What are you saying!
Ruan Yi's mind was screaming like a groundhog; how could she not understand?
She immediately grasped the hidden meaning in his words, her cheeks flushed red, and even her ears felt burning.
"Fu Jingchen! What... what do you mean?"
Her voice trembled with anxiety as she reached out and pushed against his chest.
"I want to eat normal food! You're not talking about something else, are you? Answer me!"
The man paused, startled by her push. He looked down at her flushed, tense face, and suddenly chuckled, a dark glint appearing in his eyes.
"It's normal for lovers to eat these things together."
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already carried her through the entryway and pushed open the bedroom door.
Ruan Yi twisted her body in his arms, her cheeks flushed red as if they were about to bleed, and she mumbled incoherently.
"I'm not eating! I don't want to eat anywhere right now!"
The man ignored her resistance, strode into the bedroom, and pulled the rope behind his back.
The heavy curtains slowly fell down, completely blocking out the sunlight from the window, instantly darkening the room and leaving only ambiguous shadows floating in the air.
"Don't draw the curtains!"
Ruan Yi panicked even more, pushing him around wildly with her hands, and frantically trying to find an excuse.
"Are you jealous? Fu Jingchen! Don't be jealous, I'm your girlfriend now, what are you jealous of..."
Ruan Yi's eyes reddened with anxiety, and then, as if suddenly remembering an idea, her voice rose sharply.
"Daytime sexual activity is illegal!"
The man pinned her down on the soft bed, looked down at her with a half-smile on his lips, and gently traced her burning cheeks with his fingertips.
"Oh? Whose regulations are these?"
"It's mine!"
Ruan Yi stiffened her neck, but her eyes darted away. Being stared at like that made her heart pound like it was going to explode.
The man chuckled softly, his laughter resonating in his chest, and gently blew on her ear, instantly wiping away her strength.
“It’s nothing…” Fu Jingchen leaned closer, his breath spraying onto her collarbone, dangerously hot.
“Since Xiaoyi will live with me in the future, this law will no longer apply.”
The man gently pinched the girl's flushed cheeks, forcing her to look up at him. His eyes were filled with a deep, dark smile, and his voice was low and ambiguous.
“Our family law is—anytime, until Xiaoyi cries and says… no, until then.”
A large, well-defined hand gently glided across the delicate, soft skin.
Ruan Yi was still clutching the fabric on his chest, trying to break free, but the tip of her nose was assaulted by his scent first.
The man smelled so good that her struggles suddenly slowed down.
Fu Jingchen's movements were very gentle; his fingertips traced the soft crevice with exceptional tenderness, yet there was no hint of coercion.
As he leaned down, his breath fell behind her ear.
"Xiaoyi, don't be afraid." His voice was very low, with a kind of coaxing patience.
Her back pressed against the soft bedding, and she couldn't help but tremble with pleasure.
Ruan wanted to say something more, but her throat felt like it was blocked by cotton, and all her senses were focused on one point, enduring the excessively intense sensation.
"Xiao Yi... is really cute."
The man chuckled softly, his tone filled with undisguised approval.
"Xiao Yi did a great job... Is this the place? The reaction is huge..."
Each word of praise quietly seeps into my heart.
The girl's eyelashes trembled, and the hand that had been pressed against his chest had gone limp without her noticing.
Time was stretched out infinitely, each second seemed to slow down a hundred times.
But the other person's time flow was completely different from hers.
He only served her unilaterally, and it's unclear how long he served her.
Only when the girl was so weak that she thought he wouldn't do anything more outrageous did the man gently open his mouth.
"Xiaoyi, I'm about to begin."
What... it hasn't started yet?
Her eyes were filled with shock.
Just as the man shed his clothes, trying to do something real.
She couldn't take it anymore, her eyes reddened, and she kept whimpering and muttering.
"No, no, no... You said you had to stop when I said I couldn't!"
The man's palm rested on her back, gently caressing the subtle undulations.
The flower bud, disturbed by the wind and rain, is being gently soothed.
The girl's fingertips dug deep into his back muscles, leaving red scratches.
"But I haven't even started yet..."
"No... I don't have the strength." She was already weak and listless, with a look that suggested she would cry if the man went any further.
"But Xiaoyi's body says..."
"I want more."
"She doesn't keep her word!" Tears welled in the girl's eyes; she seemed truly exhausted.
Fu Jingchen stopped what he was doing and fell into self-reflection.
Is there a problem with the procedure?
Isn't it true that doing something like this requires sufficient reassurance beforehand to maintain harmony?
Had I gone too far? After all, the girl had already experienced several intense climaxes during this short period of time.
"Have some water and rest for a while before you start, okay?"
As he tried to struggle again, the girl's soft palm slapped his face.
Ruan Yi hit very lightly, after all, he had been "tortured" to the point of exhaustion.
The man sighed heavily. He had even silenced his phone this time, and could only gently rub the girl to comfort her.
"I understand, I won't force you."
"It's always like this... Xiaoyi only cares about herself and doesn't care about others. What will happen to her in the future..."
The girl's eyes, filled with tears, showed a hint of confusion.
"Where does 'every time' come from?"
Fu Jingchen froze for a moment, then gently picked up the girl instead of answering the question.
"The sheets need to be changed."
"I'll carry Xiaoyi back to the next room to lie down."
The man automatically skipped the question.
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