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

"It's easy to take off your clothes today." Fu Jingsheng looked at Rong Yan's smooth skin, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

Rong Yan wears a dress that is fully zipped from top to bottom. It is indeed very silky when she takes it off.

He held her shoulder with one hand to prevent her from moving, and kneaded the pink particles with the other hand.

Rong Yan couldn't resist it, and soon she heard moans.

She took the initiative to reach out to unbutton his buttons and asked by the way: "Is everything okay?"

Fu Jingsheng removed the hand holding the woman's shoulder, moved it to the back of her neck, tightened his fingers one by one, and then kissed her lips: "If there's anything wrong, just try it and you'll know."

Later, he just kissed her and didn't respond a word.

Rong Yan was lying face up. From that angle, she could see the man's expression clearly. She could see the movements of his waist when she raised her head slightly, which was no worse than before.

She was in a trance for a moment. Is this the person who said in a pretentious manner on the phone not long ago that she had injured her back and asked Rong Yan to dare to come and comfort her? But in this matter, there was no way he could be coy. He was clearly a strong yak.

A slight smile appeared on the woman's lips inadvertently. She had forgotten that Fu Jingsheng was a person who could still race like crazy in a wheelchair with a broken leg.

The man raised his eyes and saw the woman's smile. He couldn't stand it.

He finally said something: "What are you laughing at?"

Rong Yan stood up proudly, put her hands around him, and bit his waist hard a few times, quickly leaving bite marks: "I laughed at you for being so fierce here."

Fu Jingsheng didn't expect Rong Yan to bite his injured area. His upper and lower teeth touched together and he frowned painfully: "Are you going to murder your husband?"

"How dare you, just make sure it's really okay?" She stuck out her tongue.

"It hurts to be bitten by you." Fu Jingsheng entangled his fingertips with the woman's hair and moved it away from his waist.

"Then, let's not do it." She pulled the blanket to cover herself.

The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down. He had an arrow on his string. How could he let her go? He picked up the blanket with his feet and threw it to the ground. He stared at her with his black eyes: "You can't hide from me. I'm so strong."

Fu Jingsheng thought of one thing and went on to say: "Those years of illness were not in vain, and I learned a lot of skills and so on. Now that I can use them all, I can use less strength on my waist."

Indeed, he did.

The man was half-kneeling behind the woman, holding her slender waist with his hands. Rong Yan was like a puppet in his hands, being pulled and pushed around. When a low roar rang in her ears, Rong Yan collapsed.

Fu Jingsheng didn't seem to be satisfied. He lay on the woman's back and stretched one hand from the gap to the front. His hand was obviously big, but he couldn't hold half of her body. The man teased: "Will this thing grow longer? It seems to be longer than It was bigger before.”

Rong Yan went to pry his fingers, and she was convinced. Did she want to tease him just after it was over? I really don’t want my life.

"You're kidding." Fu Jingsheng turned over and lay next to Rong Yan. He picked up the blanket on the ground and covered the two of them with his hands under his head.

The man's tone suddenly became serious: "I did sprain my waist, but it didn't hurt at all just now, and now it seems to hurt again."

Rong Yan lazily raised her eyelids, half believing it or not: "Medical miracles can always happen to you frequently, but if you really feel uncomfortable, it's best not to show off."

Fu Jingsheng didn't try to be brave. The few times Rong Yan rubbed it, it really didn't hurt.

It was replaced by desire.

He ticked her nose: "Don't be pushy, wife, you'd better come to Fu's and we can work together."

"Huh! Going to work is fake, but sleeping with me anytime and anywhere is real." Rong Yan said without hesitation.

"You always think of me so dirty. You see, my back pain was cured as soon as you came here, which means you are my panacea."

Rong Yan still refused: "No, I have to rest at home."

The two of them had not been chatting for a few minutes when they heard a knock on the office door.

"Dad, dad."

Fu Yunlei and the others came back from the competition and won the first prize. They immediately ran to the company to find their father.

The four children met He Wei, who told them that their mother was there, and they were even happier.

"Get dressed quickly." Rong Yan jumped up, "Why are Xiaolei and the others here?"

"Mom, open the door, are you in there?" After knocking for more than a dozen times, there was no response from the office, so Rong Shiyu followed.

"They're all here." Rong Yan panicked even more. The flush on her face hadn't faded yet. The cubicle was in a mess, and the four children were embarrassed to see it.

Fu Jingsheng got the woman's clothes, cleaned up the battlefield first, and then trimmed her hair.

The four children outside the door were still urging, while the two people inside were racing against time.

Fortunately, Rong Yan brought foundation in her bag. She covered it up a little and pretended to be asleep. Fu Jingsheng went over to open the door.

"Dad, why did you open the door?" Fu Yunlei asked with a pout when he saw Fu Jingsheng.

"Wearing headphones, I just heard it." The man pulled the headphones hanging around his neck.

"Oh, where's mom?" Fu Yunting asked as he walked in the door.

Fu Jingsheng quickly made a silent gesture: "Mom is asleep, don't wake her up."

Fu Yunting quickly covered his mouth.

He Wei sent the children to school and returned to his office. He muttered to himself: Are you asleep? Wearing headphones? Didn’t you just come here not long ago?

Children don't understand adults' things, so a few of them raised their feet and lowered them slowly, for fear of waking their mother.

"Dad, squat down and we'll talk to you quietly." Rong Shiyu hooked her hand.

"We all won awards. Look, this is a certificate." The four children showed their certificates together.

Fu Jingsheng gave a thumbs up.

"Dad, when will you come home?" Fu Yunlei asked next.

The man looked at his watch: "Five o'clock, whatever you want to eat tonight, daddy will treat you."

Fu Yunting raised his head happily: "Ask mom, what does mom eat and what do we eat?"

Rong Yan was taking a nap in the cubicle. When she heard the voices outside, she deliberately yawned and asked, "Fu Jingsheng, why are you so noisy?"

"Mom is awake." Rong Shimo ran over happily.

"Xiao Mo, are you back?" The woman pretended to be surprised, because she had just heard the children knocking on the door.

The four people rushed up together and showed their certificates again.

Rong Yan asked the children to sit next to them and took a photo as a souvenir.

Fu Jingsheng stood behind, looking at the woman with a wicked smile, and it looked like a play.

Rong Yan talked with the children for a while, and Fu Jingsheng finished his work for the day.

As night fell, the six people left the company together and went to a nearby hotel to celebrate.

When Rong Yan got on the car, she couldn't help but swayed. Fu Jingsheng was behind, grabbed her and whispered, "Can't stand still?"

She was ashamed and annoyed. Whose idea was it to do this? I thought I would take a rest after finishing, but several children came and made noise all afternoon, telling stories and playing games.

It's good that she didn't fall down.

"Thank you for your hard work." Seeing the resentment in the woman's eyes, Fu Jingsheng added another sentence.

That's more or less.