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

Fu Jingsheng shook his head. He and Rong Yan had agreed that they would never live together as a couple before returning to Tiancheng. It had only been two days, how could he go back on it?

He listened to the children telling jokes to divert his attention.

Although she was in a separate ward, Rong Yan still felt that the noise inside would disturb others. She told the nurse to go back to the hotel and come back early tomorrow morning.

The patient next door reluctantly left, not having enough chat.

Fu Yunlei and the others wanted to share a car with their mother, but Fu Jingsheng kicked them out of the car on the grounds that the space was small and there were many viruses that could be contagious. The children sat in another commercial car.

Staying in a hotel is always more comfortable than staying in a hospital.

After Fu Yunlei and the others arrived at the hotel, they took their own quilts from their room, and each of them put a mask on their face to stay with their mother.

In the room below the villa, Rong Yan looked at the time and saw that it was almost time to rest. She would go up by then, and it would be fine if they were not in the same room, so she agreed that the children would all stay here.

But Fu Jingsheng couldn't handle it alone, so Han Yue and Sayuri simply moved over.

The children were very happy to be in the same building as their mother. When it was time to go to bed, several of them obediently entered the bedroom.

After being noised for several hours, Rong Yan's ears were finally quiet.

Fu Jingsheng poured honey water into the thermos cup and then sat down to rest. He leaned on the back of the sofa and sneezed a few more times.

Could it be that you really have a cold? Is your physique so resistant to fighting? Fu Jingsheng poured himself a glass of water. Drinking more boiled water would never go wrong.

"Fu Jingsheng, have you been infected by me?" Rong Yan felt something was wrong. She touched Fu Jingsheng's forehead. Fortunately, it was cold.

Fu Jingsheng would not admit that he was going to be sick, even though his nose was already blocked. The man said harshly: "How is that possible? Your virus will make me sneeze a few times at most."

The two watched each other until late at night. Fu Jingsheng didn't have a fever, Rong Yan didn't relapse, and was ready to sleep peacefully.

After Rong Yan got under the quilt, she kicked the man in the stomach. Just as she was about to move her leg away, she was caught by Fu Jingsheng.

He was embarrassed to ask Rong Yan if she wanted to.

Rong Yan used a little force to pull out her legs, and she and Fu Jingsheng slept at the end of the bed respectively.

"Rong Yan, why are you sleeping on that side?" He asked when he saw his wife's soles facing him.

"I haven't recovered from my cold yet, and I'm afraid I might catch it from sleeping on the same side as you." Before Rong Yan could finish her words, she saw Fu Jingsheng lift the quilt and turn to her side.

The man's expression was serious: "Rong Yan, I'm not afraid. If you say that one day I will get an infectious disease, will you dislike me?"

Rong Yan shook her head without hesitation: "Of course not."

Fu Jingsheng pinched her chin and looked into her eyes: "Me too, but a cold doesn't need to be so far apart. Let alone sleeping on both sides, I don't want to sleep on one side back to back. I Gotta watch you."

He kissed the woman's forehead and let her lie in his arms: "I tell the truth, don't scold me."

"What?" Rong Yan thought Fu Jingsheng was hiding something from her.

The man thought for a while and said: "These past few days when you were sick, I felt a sense of happiness that I was needed. I didn't want to see you in pain, but I also hoped that you would recover later, so that I could take care of you for a few more days."

"That's it?" Rong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought the company had another problem."

"Wait a minute, you want me to be sick all the time." The woman quickly reacted, "Fu Jingsheng, why don't you give me medicine? I just said it was okay and I started a high fever."

"How is it possible? I felt good about taking care of you only after you fell ill. Could I have given medicine to harm you? The writer's imagination is really big." Fu Jingsheng did not expect Rong Yan to have that idea.

"I'm kidding you, Fu Jingsheng. To be honest, it's great to have you. It feels so good to be taken care of by you. It's like predicting what I will be like when I get old. You will take care of me. When I was in country H, The biggest fear is getting sick. Xu’s mother is not in good health. If I get sick, it will increase the burden on her..." Rong Yan thought of the days when she and her adoptive mother depended on each other.

She has always believed that praising a woman for being strong is the cruelest thing. Only women who have no support will be forced to be strong. If you can be pampered and become a princess, who wants to be a strong woman?

Fu Jingsheng stroked his wife's head: "It's all my fault that I didn't protect you well. You rarely talked about the past."

Yes, Rong Yan only mentioned things from the past when she accidentally mentioned them.

Strangely enough, now that I think about her, she no longer feels sad, but feels grateful that she has encountered those hardships. Make yourself strong.

"Fu Jingsheng, I don't want to hear you say this. Blaming yourself can't change anything. You should say that I will always have you in the future."

"Well, you will always be with me from now on." Fu Jingsheng's eyes were firm, and he held his wife's hand tightly, "Rong Yan, sometimes, I want to rub you into my body. Apart from merging with you, I can't I know how to express my love for you, so I always want to do it.”

As soon as the last word came out, Fu Jingsheng actually cooperated at the same time. Why don't you be so active?

Seeing the man's eyes paused, Rong Yan quickly separated from Fu Jingsheng at arm's length.

Fu Jingsheng turned over and lay on his stomach, chatting happily. The little brother was so excited.

He pretended that nothing happened and continued talking to his wife.

Rong Yan put on the mask and turned around, touching her husband with her hand: "Fu Jingsheng, why are you hotter than me? You don't have a fever, right?"

She touched the man's forehead again, it was still cold.

"It's hot." Fu Jingsheng kicked off the quilt and exposed his flowery underwear, "I can't be close to you. I don't want to mentally, but I can't suppress my physical reaction."

Fu Jingsheng crossed his legs.

"Sweating during exercise can cool you down." Rong Yan had an idea and got used to spending time with Fu Jingsheng every day.

This is a good reason.

Fu Jingsheng hesitated.

"But, if you are sick, I would be worse than a beast if I had such thoughts." He sighed, "I'll hold it down, and it'll be fine after a while."

The more he thought about it, the stronger his instinctive reaction became. Fu Jingsheng even felt that his clothes were going to be broken.

Rong Yan raised her legs to the man's waist: "I slept in the hospital for a whole day, and the battery is full. I can't sleep without it."

Is she hinting at herself? Fu Jingsheng's eyes widened: "Going into battle despite being sick?"

"Don't tell me." Rong Yan said shyly, "I don't have a fever today."

The man quickly pulled his wife into his arms, and he moved to release himself.

Rong Yan's waist was poked. How long had he endured it?

"Is it really okay?" Fu Jingsheng confirmed again and again.

Rong Yan nodded.

Fu Jingsheng took off her mask, put his hand on the back of the woman's head, took her lips and kissed her.

The two people who lost their minds had forgotten whether they were still sick and fell on the bed.

Rong Yan pinched Fu Jingsheng's shoulders and asked for more: "Fu Jingsheng, let's get to the topic."

She squirmed beneath him.

Fu Jingsheng unknotted the woman's nightgown and took off her clothes.

He gritted his teeth in front of Rong Yan: "Wait."