Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

"Seeking death." Fu Jingsheng punched the man with a fat belly and a round waist.

The burly man was about to eat the lover of his dreams, but was disturbed by the flying fist. He got up and pushed Fu Jingsheng to the ground.

Rong Yan saw Fu Jingsheng being restrained and was afraid that he would be injured. The woman's tongue pushed the gloves in her mouth again.

"Fu Jingsheng." Rong Yan was finally able to speak, and she shouted for help.

Fu Jingsheng circled the man's legs and continued to beat his head with his hands. Then he fell to the side. He got up and kicked Rong Yan a few times to release Rong Yan and call the police.

"The clothes are torn and the hands are bleeding." Rong Yan touched Fu Jingsheng's wound, "Does it hurt? Are there any other injuries? I was wrong. I will never come out alone again."

The woman looked remorseful.

Regardless of the pain, Fu Jingsheng took Rong Yan into his arms, put on his coat, and kissed him on the forehead: "Don't be afraid."

Then he squatted down again and punched Liang Xin several times.

Rong Yan went to pull her: "Don't fight and leave it to the police. Fortunately, you arrived in time."

Liang Xin held his head: "I was wrong, Mr. Fu, please let me go, I don't want to go in again."

Fu Jingsheng grabbed the man's hair: "Rong Yan just called for help, did you let her go?"

"I'm warning you, don't think about coming back for revenge in Tiancheng. I know the whole story of what happened back then. I don't want to be locked up forever. Stay away from Rong Yan. How do you think your mother got here during the years you were locked up?" Fu Jingsheng Pat Liang Xin’s face.

What do you mean?

Liang Xin and Rong Yan were stunned at the same time.

Liang Xin heard her mother say that in those years, a kind person would send some money every month. Could it be Fu Jingsheng?

"Let's go." Fu Jingsheng tied Liang Xin to the table, picked up Rong Yan and left.

Rong Yan looked at Fu Jingsheng from bottom to top: "Are there any other injuries?"

She saw that Fu Jingsheng was also punched several times by Liang Xin.

"Go back and check it for you. What about you?" Fu Jingsheng asked.

"I'm fine." Rong Yan hugged Fu Jingsheng tightly, "I was too careless. I promise I will never go to an appointment casually again. I was hurt."

He stopped, lowered his head and bit Rong Yan's lips: "Don't blame yourself, just treat it as giving me a chance to show off, but you have to be careful in the future, beautiful women are prone to accidents."

Back in the car, Rong Yan saw the missed call on her phone, and she called Shen Xingzhi back.

Shen Xingzhi broke into a cold sweat, feeling distressed and angry. She criticized Rong Yan, and then comforted her to make her not afraid.

Rong Yan promised on the phone that she would never act alone again.

The news that Liang Xin was arrested again spread among his classmates.

Along with that video.

[Someone actually keeps the video. I’m not afraid that Fu Jingsheng will kill you. Please withdraw it quickly]

[It’s okay to make a mosaic]

[Has Rong Yan been fucked by Liang Xin?]

[We are all classmates, there is no need to speak so harshly, right?] An Ye finally spoke.

[An Ye, you are Rong Yan’s little follower. You are such a good guy, why didn’t I take you with me?]

An Ye [It’s such a shame to be your classmates]

An Ye and Rong Yan have always been in contact, but after graduation, An Ye married to the northwest.

Soon another photo of An Ye being pinned down in the men's room popped up in the group.

There was a quarrel in the group.

Song Shuhao sent the screenshot to Rong Yan.

The woman who had just escaped from Liang Xin in the afternoon saw the discussion in the university group, and her anger went straight to Tianling Gai.

She curled up in Fu Jingsheng's arms and trembled with anger.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jingsheng raised the heater in the bedroom, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Rong Yan stared at the phone screen.

The man glanced at it and wrote down the group name and the speaker's ID.

A phone call was made to He Wei to report the rumor mongering ID.

An Ye was silent for two days before summoning up the courage to call Rong Yan. Unexpectedly, Rong Yan already knew what happened in the group.

Fu Jingsheng asked Rong Yan to turn on the loudspeaker. He said that it was already being dealt with and all those who spread rumors would be punished as they should.

He gave Rong Yan a sense of security.

An Ye was keeping messages in the group.

Fu Jingsheng seriously inquired about Rong Yan University for the first time.

After Rong Yan's confession was rejected, she was isolated by the girls.

I was also teased by many boys.

He said sorry repeatedly.

Rong Yan covered the man's lips: "It's all over."

"Fu Jingsheng, I feel at ease relying on you. I'll squint for an hour, and you wake me up and we'll review the dishes together." Rong Yan nestled in the man's arms.

"it is good."

She slept until midnight, Fu Jingsheng remained sitting, his hands and feet were stiff and he did not dare to move.

When Rong Yan woke up and asked what time it was, she realized how many hours she had slept.

She moved aside, and Fu Jingsheng endured the pain and moved his limbs.

"Why didn't you call me?" Rong Yan rubbed the man's arm.

"I see you're sleeping soundly. Go ahead and sleep. I'm going to take a bath." Fu Jingsheng came back from the fight and only changed into coats, but he still felt sticky all over.

"I want it too." Rong Yan regained her energy and sat up, "With you, I haven't checked yet."

When he was taking off his clothes, he realized that there were wounds on his knees and chest. The blood from the wounds stuck to the thermal clothes. When he took them off, his skin was pulled and painful.

The man couldn't help but groaned.

"I'm injured. Don't take care of it first when I get back. I'll get the iodophor." The woman was grabbed by Fu Jingsheng as soon as she turned around.

"It's okay. It's a skin injury. Let's take a shower together first."

Fu Jingsheng tried his best to control it, covering the raised gun with a bath towel.

When he came out of the bathroom and saw Rong Yan applying essential oil on her own, he took over to help her. After a few moments, she couldn't bear it anymore.

I'm embarrassed to speak, everyone was hurt today.

Rong Yan met the fire in his eyes and lowered her eyes to see the beating towel.

He circled his hands.

She raised her head slightly, the need in her eyes clearly visible.

Fu Jingsheng's hand that applied essential oil applied a little force and touched the inside.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether it was essential oil or physiological liquid.

Lock your fingertips a little.

"Essential oils can't go in." Rong Yan yelled.

He quickly exited and got a wet wipe to wipe it with.

"Do you still have strength?" Fu Jingsheng asked.

Rong Yan softened her waist and said, "Well, I feel refreshed after a good sleep."

His knee was injured and he could only stand, with Rong Yan's back leaning against the floor-to-ceiling glass.

The heat emanating from the body made a silhouette of a person appear on the window.

Mixed with the night, it was extremely ambiguous.

It feels great to stand.

The man's low roar filled Rong Yan's eardrums, and then she was pressed tightly against the glass, accompanied by violent gasps.

Slowly, he carefully put Rong Yan down: "Have you checked? Are you injured?"

Rong Yan touched her face, which was so hot it could be fried eggs: "I knew you were physically disabled and mentally strong."

"The wound doesn't hurt at all when I stand, but it does feel a little bit when I bend it, but it feels better than it hurts," he said.

"Stop, are you here to share your thoughts again?" Rong Yan interrupted.

"I'll take you to wash me." She put her hand on Rong Yan's waist and the woman immediately moved away.

"No, you can't touch it. I'll do it myself." She wrapped herself in a blanket and rushed into the bathroom.

Fu Jingsheng follows.

How to quit sex, these four words popped into Rong Yan's mind.