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

Fu Jingchen retracted his hand subconsciously.

Rong Bing was stunned in embarrassment, and the two were silent for a while. Fu Jingchen went to the canteen to buy a bottle of water on the pretext of being thirsty, and asked Rong Bing what he liked to drink.

Rong Bing said absently: "Whatever."

The man left the yard and found a place to be quiet for a while. He understood what Rong Bing meant.

After the woman in the yard who reached out and was rejected regained her senses, she felt uneasy and worried that she had scared Fu Jingchen away. She bit her lip and blamed herself. Why was she so impatient?

Fu Jingchen is soft-hearted. If he continues to pretend to be pitiful, he might still have a chance. But if his intentions are exposed, will Fu Jingchen come back in the future?

Rong Bing thought about it and couldn't sit still and wait for death. She had to continue to pretend.

After the two nannies finished their work, Rong Bing asked them to go out for a walk and come back after receiving a call.

Rong Bing cooked glutinous rice balls for Fu Jingchen.

She has limited legs and feet and is in a wheelchair. She needs to pull hard on the stove to stand up.

She had limited strength to hold things while sitting, so when she put water in the pot, before she put it on the gas, the pot overturned and cold water poured all over her.

What Rong Bing wants is to be embarrassed.

She went back and forth several times. Not only herself, but also the kitchen felt like it had been bombed. Fu Jingchen came back from buying water and heard the noise in the back room and went in to take a look.

Rong Bing's hair was disheveled, her body was soaked, and the kitchen floor was a mess.

Seeing Fu Jingchen, she pretended to pay attention to her image. While arranging her hair, she cried: "Jingchen, I'm so useless. I wanted to cook glutinous rice balls for you with my own hands, but I messed up. Look at what's left in the pot. A few, enough to eat."

Fu Jingchen hurriedly walked over and pushed Rong Bing away: "Do you know this is very dangerous? What if the boiling water overturns and pours on you? There is also fire, what if it burns you?"

He grabbed Rong Bing's hand: "I won't starve to death if I don't eat glutinous rice balls."

"It hurts." The woman frowned and shouted.

Fu Jingchen noticed the blisters on the woman's hands.

Rong Bing was eager for the man to watch, but in order to show that she didn't arrange it on purpose, she quickly retracted her hand and pretended to change the subject: "It's okay, Jingchen, I can still take care of myself, right, but it's just a bit bad."

"Do you have any disinfectant? Let me disinfect it for you." The man asked, looking at the blisters on the woman's hands.

"It's okay if you don't disinfect the coffee table in the living room. I'm used to it. When no one took care of me before, I often cooked by myself. I was always injured and it just healed after the pain." Rong Bing wiped her tears.

She noticed that Fu Jingchen's face was getting darker and darker, and she must have felt sorry for herself.

So she grabbed the man and said, "Really, it doesn't matter. Stop working so hard. Eat something first. Your hand will heal on its own in a few days."

Fu Jingchen didn't say a word, found disinfectant and cotton swabs, and carefully helped Rong Bing treat the wound.

The woman glanced at the serious man from the corner of her eye, and her thoughts instantly returned to a few years ago, when she was the glamorous Miss Rong, and he was the energetic Second Young Master Fu.

Fu Jingchen was very kind to her and was so nervous when she accidentally made a small cut on her hand. As she thought about it, tears fell from her eyes and fell on the back of the man's hand.

Fu Jingchen pinched the cotton swab tightly with his fingertips. He couldn't tell whether he sympathized with Rong Bing or still had feelings for Rong Bing.

In his heart, he didn't want Rong Bing to live like this.

The man didn't even raise his head, and Rong Bing continued to be miserable: "I'm sorry, my eyes hurt a little. I didn't cry. If you come to see me once in a while, it's not too late for me to be happy."

"Jingchen, if I could turn back time, I would never do that." Rong Bing's voice was choked with sobs.

"After applying it, don't touch the water for now. Let auntie make whatever you want to eat later. Don't show off. If auntie isn't here, just wait." The man warned.

"Well, I will protect myself. Jingchen, if you are free, can you come and see me more?" The woman made conditions step by step.

Fu Jingchen replied calmly: "I'll try my best."

"Let's eat glutinous rice balls." Rong Bing smiled happily.

After returning from Mengzhou, Fu Jingchen locked himself in the room. He opened the drawer. There were many photos of Rong Bing inside. He had not opened them since the woman left Tiancheng.

He had to admit that his mood was disturbed by Rong Bing today. After all, she was his first woman.

After calming down for a long time, he received a call from Fu Jingsheng and asked him to have dinner. The man immediately guessed his brother's purpose.

He agreed without hesitation.

Royal Water Bay.

Rong Yan ordered the servant to prepare some of Fu Jingchen's favorite dishes.

She and Fu Jingsheng went upstairs first. Before dinner, they wanted to take a rest.

Fu Jingsheng was leaning on the sofa in the living room, and Rong Yan was sleeping next to her, covered with a book, chatting aimlessly.

When people relax, their thoughts will wander.

Fu Jingsheng hugged the soft woman in his arms, with lingering images in his mind.

He didn't hear what Rong Yan said at all. The man's eyes fell on the TV cabinet, which had not been done yet.

"Rong Yan, I've been resting for two days." There was something in his words.

Rong Yan was talking about her novel when she was interrupted by Fu Jingsheng.

She was stunned for a moment and then quickly realized that she came back too late yesterday and the two of them went to bed directly. She left early this morning and had no time to do anything.

Fu Jingsheng's health bar is obviously full.

But it’s already dinner time, wouldn’t it be more uncomfortable to be interrupted in the middle of the meal? Rong Yan refused: "Restrain yourself and come back tonight."

Fu Jingsheng turned Rong Yan's head straight: "The back of your head keeps rubbing against me. Do you think you are hinting at me?"

"Ah?" Rong Yan only focused on telling stories. When the man reminded her, she realized that she was indeed sleeping on Fu Jingsheng.

She stood up suddenly and found that Fu Jingsheng had indeed changed under his clothes.

"I didn't mean it." Rong Yan covered her face. She was talking about her novel seriously. How could Fu Jingsheng react?

"Is that intentional?" The man deliberately misinterpreted, "What do you think we should do? It's very thoughtful."

Rong Yan put on her shoes and was about to run away, but Fu Jingsheng stopped her and pulled her back to her. The woman fell down. This time it was even better, and her whole face hit Fu Jingsheng.

"It's crushed." The man covered himself.

Rong Yan panicked and stretched out her hand unconsciously: "Are you okay?"

He immediately clamped his legs around the woman: "If you don't try, how will you know if there's anything wrong? Try it now. If there's any problem, see it in time."

Rong Yan:......

Fooled again!

She rubbed the tip of her sore nose: "Can't you really restrain yourself?"

Fu Jingsheng put his hand into the woman's clothes: "I can't restrain myself."

The face is pressed to the vital point, but you still can’t feel the hardness?

Fu Jingsheng turned over, put his hands on the sofa, circled the woman... and turned around her waist.

Rong Yan was pressed against her, her body was sore and numb. She bit her lip, raised her chin, and looked into Fu Jingsheng's eyes filled with flames.

"Then hurry up." The woman said loosely.

Fu Jingsheng turned his head and bit her neck, sucking hard to make two marks.

Uh...