Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

Wen Liang opened the flight ticket purchasing app and bought a flight to Beijing tomorrow morning.

I put my phone down and continued doing a few yoga poses before I started packing my things.

After packing, Wen Liang sent a screenshot of the plane ticket to Fu Zheng and said nothing else.

But he should understand.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Fu Zheng sent a WeChat message, "I'll pick you up at the airport tomorrow."

But he should understand.

When Wen Liang saw the message, his heart warmed and he replied with the word "OK".

"Why did you suddenly change your mind?" he asked.

"I thought about it. Mason is my child. I should be responsible for him. It's better for me to go see him earlier and let him know that I have him."

Fu Zheng also grew up without a mother, so he should be able to understand Mason's longing for family affection.

"Okay, let's go see him together."

After confirming the itinerary, Wen Liang began to think about a gift for Mason.

When meeting someone for the first time, the gift must be sincere and meaningful.

She hoped Mason would use it often and think of her when he saw the gift.

After much thought and checking out some suggestions online, Wen Liang decided to give Mason an intelligent robot.

After searching for several popular products online, she finally chose an intelligent robot with voice interaction, study guidance, entertainment functions and life companionship. It can not only accompany children in study and life, but also stimulate children's interest through interactive games, just like a friend playing together. For children of Mason's age, it should be very popular.

More importantly, Mason is timid and introverted. There are some things in his heart that he won't tell adults, but he can confide in robots.

It just so happened that this brand of robots had an official store in Beijing, so Wen Liang reserved one and would pick it up after getting off the plane tomorrow.

As for the rest, Wen Liang had no time to prepare and planned to deal with it after arriving in the capital.

The next morning, Wen Liang brought his luggage to the airport and took a flight to Beijing.

After a few hours of flying, the plane landed. She came out to get her luggage and saw Fu Zheng already waiting at the airport gate.

The winter in Beijing is very cold, and he wore a long black down jacket, which made him look even taller.

They haven't seen each other for about twenty days.

Normally, she didn’t feel anything, but when they met, Wen Liang suddenly felt that she missed him a little.

Seeing her, Fu Zheng came over, took her luggage, looked up and down at Wen Liang who was wrapped up like a little bear, and asked softly, "Are you tired?"

"It's okay, it's just that the weather in Beijing is really cold. I was frozen like a dog when I got off the plane." Wen Liang exhaled cold air.

Fu Zheng took her hand and wrapped it up, "Hurry up, it won't be cold when we get in the car."

Wen Liang hesitated.

"what happened?"

Wen Liang frowned slightly and whispered, "It's a bit uncomfortable."

She was wondering if she should go to the bathroom...

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Wen Liang looked down, then took Fu Zheng's arm and walked forward, "Let's talk in the car."

"?"

After getting in the car, Fu Zheng started the car and turned on the heater to the maximum. While taking off his down jacket, he asked, "Where do you feel uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable, go see a doctor immediately."

Wen Liang's face turned slightly red, and he whispered, "I didn't plan to start using formula milk right after the confinement period. I decided to come to Beijing at the last minute, and my milk hasn't stopped yet, but... it's swollen."

I clearly squeezed in once before getting on the plane.

Fu Zheng: "..."

"What should we do now?" As he spoke, he looked around the car through the window and saw no one around. "How about I help you?"

As for how to help, she could guess what he meant by "helping her" without him even saying anything.

"Let's go back to the hotel first." Wen Liang politely refused.

It’s broad daylight, what if someone passes by?

"Aren't you going to mention the robot again?"

"...I can bear it for a while."

"Let me help you. This place is still far from the city." Fu Zheng's face was serious, but his eyes were dark, and there was a strange fire burning deep in his eyes. "Go to the back seat, there is a baffle."

After saying that, he looked at Wen Liang deeply, pushed the door open and got out of the car, opened the door from the back seat, and sat in.

"..."

Wen Liang bit his lower lip.

A few seconds later, the passenger door was pushed open and closed, and the rear door on the same side was pulled open and closed.

The baffle has been raised, separating the back seat into an independent small space that is airtight and somewhat oppressive.

Fu Zheng rarely uses this baffle. Even though the car model is spacious, the cabin space is still not large. Moreover, with another layer of baffle, it becomes even smaller.

I didn't expect it to come in handy this time.

As Wenliang came up, his broad chest enveloped him, along with a hot masculine scent.

Fu Zheng put his arm around Wen Liang's waist, brought her into his arms, hugged her tightly, put his forehead against hers, and looked into her eyes at close range.

Wen Liang struggled slightly, but soon gave up resistance.

"Aliang, I miss you. Do you miss me?" Fu Zheng's voice was low and hoarse.

Wen Liang didn't answer, but just nodded slightly.

Her hand was on Fu Zheng's chest, and she could clearly feel his heartbeat. The sound was strong and firm, making her feel inexplicably at ease.

Fu Zheng's hand gently stroked Wenliang's long hair, his movements gentle and delicate.

He looked at the cool red lips and lowered his head to cover them.

In the more than half a month since he came to Beijing, they have been in frequent contact, once a day, occasionally once every two days. He can feel that Wen Liang is very concerned about the results of the appraisal.

I don’t know if I was worried about him or Fu Qingyue.

But he didn't mind.

A short separation is better than a new marriage, and once it starts, it cannot be stopped.

Both of them were panting.

The carriage gradually became warmer.

Wenliang no longer felt cold, but instead felt a little hot, with a thin layer of sweat on his back.

The burning kiss went all the way down. Fu Zheng took off her thick down jacket, unbuttoned her woolen cardigan one by one, and reached his big hands into her thermal underwear.

The sound of swallowing was extremely obvious and ear-catching in the small space.

Wen Liang held his breath, frowned for a moment, and then relaxed.

The bloating and pain finally slowly disappeared.

"It's ok...get up now."

Wen Liang took a deep breath and raised his hand to push Fu Zheng's shoulder.

Fu Zheng stood still, raised his head and glanced at her, "There are still a lot, don't waste it."

He lowered his head again.

"..."

ten minutes later.

Wen Liang's face flushed as he sat in the passenger seat, fixing his clothes and hair.

Fu Zheng licked his lips and drove away from the airport, "Shall we go get the robot?"

"Yeah." Wen Liang turned on his phone as if nothing had happened.

Apart from the secretary's work report, there was only news from Aunt Zhang.

She clicked on the message and saw Aunt Zhang said, "Xiao Wen, if you want to stop producing milk, don't squeeze it when your breasts are swollen. It will be uncomfortable for a few days, but it will be fine after the milk stops producing. If you squeeze it out, your milk will increase."

Wen Liang: "..."

Why didn't she start the filming earlier?!