Before going out, Fu Guo checked whether he had shaved his beard cleanly and oiled his leather shoes.
This is the first time for someone who has been honest for half his life to do something so exciting.
He felt as if a cat's claws were scratching his chest, making him feel itchy and a little inexplicably anxious.
What does that feeling of panic feel like?
He thought about it for a while.
It's a bit like when he plays mahjong and gets a big hand, then waits for the winning hand.
Touch them one by one, look at them again and again.
Waiting for Hu, waiting for someone to click the gun, waiting for self-touch, the waiting after every minute and every second, the torturous excitement, can make people pursue it wholeheartedly.
In fact, when Fu Guo was about to go out, he felt a little confused.
He even instructed his servant Xiaoyu several times, and he lied very well, emphasizing what to say if his wife came.
Fu Guo was clearly worried. He was afraid that Bi Jinzhi would go crazy and come to the store out of the blue as usual, even though he knew that this was a sensitive period.
But he couldn't care less.
How many days has it been since you last saw Xiaofeng?
The more Bi Jinzhi quarreled with him, the more he missed Xiaofeng day and night, and the more painful it was for him.
It was with this tormenting and exciting mentality that Fu Guo walked out of the store with unspeakable anticipation, an anticipation that made him eagerly look forward to it.
He now explained what it meant to be blinded by a vixen and what it meant to be possessed by a ghost.
Bi Jinzhi stood in a corner across the street, her hands on her waist, squinting her eyes.
Her mind was clearly sinking to the bottomless depths, but her heart was stuck in her throat, making her feel like there was a lump in her throat.
She knew that this time, it was no longer groundless speculation or suspicion.
It was a woman's sixth sense telling her that the cat-and-mouse game was coming to an end.
It's the love between husband and wife for many years. She can tell whether he has returned by listening to the footsteps, and can guess whether he is happy or unhappy by looking at Fu Guo's state.
It was the understanding that she would have to spend her entire youth in, reminding her, causing alarm bells to ring in her mind at this moment.
Fu Guo waved to the man who was riding the donkey and asked him:
"Where are you going?" Fu Guo pointed in the direction ahead, put his hands together in front of his abdomen, and looked ahead.
He's a careful and thoughtful person, why is he so anxious?
Bi Jinzhi pursed her lips and stared fiercely at Fu Guo, who was sitting in the car with a happy face.
As soon as the donkey took a step forward, Bi Jinzhi, wearing high heels, ran away.
Her purpose was clear in her mind: she had to get her bicycle.
If there is only one thing that can stop Bi Jinzhi and save Fu Guo at this time, it is probably God's will.
"You are Fu Juan's mother, right? Hello, Fu Juan's mother. I am her math teacher and her current homeroom teacher. My last name is Zhang, and I've been wanting to talk to you."
When Bi Jinzhi was bending down to unlock the door, she was stopped by her daughter's new class teacher.
"...That's the situation. Fu Juan is a very sensitive child. Her academic performance is one thing, but the waist drum troupe suddenly withdrew her, and I'm worried she'll be upset. After all, she's been practicing for a long time and very hard. I was originally planning to visit her home one of these days..."
Bi Jinzhi's mind was not here. She was in a hurry, but she couldn't just turn around and leave impolitely. She listened with a bad face, nodding from time to time.
The female teacher was in her fifties. When she saw Bi Jinzhi's expression, she started to talk on and on about how Fu Juan was selected to train with the waist drum team and why she was only selected last minute because of the sports meet. She couldn't stop talking.
It was because of this episode that time was delayed. For Bi Jinzhi, she didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
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As soon as Fu Guo entered the room, he stared into Xu Xiaofeng's eyes with wide eyes.
"Here I come." Xu Xiaofeng, wearing a red sweater, looked like a young lady who was about to enter the bridal chamber.
With his thick lips slightly parted, Fu Guo's breathing was slightly heavy, staring straight at the young woman:
"Where's the girl?"
"My third brother is here and took her out to play. He will be back in time. Let's go to the backyard." When Xu Xiaofeng said this, her face turned slightly red.
The two looked at each other and understood each other tacitly, one in front and one behind.
Fu Guo even turned around and locked the door handle, then stared at Xu Xiaofeng and went to the backyard as if following her shadow.
As soon as they arrived at the backyard and entered the house, before they even touched the edge of the kang, Fu Guo hugged Xu Xiaofeng and buried his face in the woman's neck, begging with hot breath:
"Feng, Feng, you little devil, you want me to die. Give it to me? Huh? Huh? I won't let you down."
As soon as he said this, he began to kiss and touch her eagerly. Those thick lips were very busy. He was biting them and making promises incoherently.
Fu Guo begged Xu Xiaofeng to give her body to him now, immediately, and immediately.
He was so busy that his forehead was covered in sweat and his face was full of anxiety. He looked like he couldn't wait to do whatever he was asked to do.
He wished that no matter what conditions Xu Xiaofeng proposed, he would agree to anything as long as he could get what he wanted.
Xu Xiaofeng's heart started pounding with fear at Fu Guo's eagerness.
Her long eyelashes were blinking tightly.
The two of them were breathing through each other's noses.
Xu Xiaofeng half-heartedly retreated backwards, but was no match for the man's strength. She tilted her head back, her body in Fu Guo's arms, wanting to refuse but also to accept, without saying yes or no, and making humming sounds.
It would have been fine if she hadn't made any sound, but the tender female voices of "um" and "ah" made Fu Guo's whole body feel like it was wound up. The two of them immediately started wrestling and fighting, and Fu Guo fell on the kang while holding Xu Xiaofeng.
It only took three to five minutes for Fu Guo to lie on top of Xu Xiaofeng.
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