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

Rong Yan didn't want Fu Jingsheng to be in trouble, not to mention that she was not angry with Fu Jingchen, but with the old lady.

"Grandma didn't say anything in advance. She's not right about this. I'll tell her." Fu Jingsheng put his arm around his wife's shoulders, "I know you have no objection to Jingchen. You did a good job. Even though you were angry, you still finished the meal with us. A meal.”

"Didn't grandma just ask you to accompany him? Will she make trouble again if you come up?" Rong Yan knew that the old lady did it on purpose. In the afternoon, she heard from the servant that Fu Jingchen had been here when they were not at home.

If I guessed correctly, what did these two people say?

"She can't do anything to me, wife, smile." Fu Jingsheng pressed the corner of Rong Yan's mouth and pulled it up.

"Hehehe." The woman giggled, "Okay, you go down and have a look."

She pushed Fu Jingsheng out of the room.

In the living room, Fu Jingchen was talking and laughing with the old lady. When he saw his brother coming downstairs, his expression became solemn. He pretended to be worried and said: "Brother, did I make my sister-in-law unhappy by running over? I'm not talking to grandma." I told you that I can’t come until my sister-in-law calls me.”

"It's nothing." Fu Jingsheng glanced at the old lady, "Grandma, what did you say to Jingchen? It's not like you don't know that Rong Yan's cold is not cured."

"I didn't say anything, Jing Sheng, please don't destroy family harmony." The old lady silenced her eldest grandson with one word.

Fu Jingsheng nodded: "Okay, okay, it's rare for Jingchen to come over and stay with grandma. I'm going up."

"Brother." Fu Jingchen shouted looking at Fu Jingsheng's back.

The man went upstairs without looking back.

"Jingchen, push me to the room." The old lady was also angry and wanted to whisper to her grandson.

Just as Rong Yan got her clothes, Fu Jingsheng came again.

"What's wrong?" she asked standing at the bathroom door.

"Grandma, don't you miss your grandson? Let them stay for a while, and I'll come over to accompany my wife." Fu Jingsheng closed the bedroom door.

He didn't sound happy.

"You're not going to quarrel with grandma, are you?"

"Ignore them, wife, are you ready to take a bath?" Fu Jingsheng asked.

"Well, I didn't dare to use the bathtub when I was traveling. Finally, I'm back. I have to take a dip." Rong Yan had already put the water in, "You are not allowed to come in."

After saying that, she got into the bathroom and locked the door.

Fu Jingsheng stood on the balcony and looked down. His brother's car was still there. The man pretended to go to the living room to find a mobile phone charging cable. Sure enough, Fu Jingchen went to the old lady's room.

Fu Jingsheng knocked on the door and could not let the two people talk in private.

"Brother." Fu Jingchen didn't expect Fu Jingsheng to come down, so he stood up with a smile.

"You still have a conscience. It's rare for my brother to come here. I know how to accompany him." The old lady muttered.

"Fu Jingchen, come out with me." Fu Jingsheng called his brother out. Grandma is old and won't listen to anything she says, so he must remind his brother not to listen to the old lady's troubles.

Fu Jingchen and Fu Jingsheng came out and listened to what he said. The man replied: "Brother, you think too much."

He denied it, but felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Fu Jingsheng watched Fu Jingchen leave before returning to the room.

Rong Yan came out of the bath. Fu Jingsheng, who was sitting on the sofa, quickly stood up and asked for credit: "Honey, I asked Fu Jingchen to go back. Is there any reward?"

Rong Yan was wrapped in a bath towel: "Ah? Did you drive him away?"

"I didn't rush, he had to leave on his own." Fu Jingsheng concealed his warning to his brother, "Next time unless I send him a message, he won't come."

"Wife." Fu Jingsheng hugged his wife's waist, "You have the final say in this family."

"I'm not in a hurry to let him go. Did you say something to him?"

"No." The man firmly denied, "Don't take grandma's words to heart. She has intermittent attacks. Just ignore her."

After Rong Yan took a bath, her anger had subsided, and her tone softened: "I just kept thinking, I'm not right either. Grandma has been living with you before. Why did my grandson ask for my opinion when he asked him to come over?"

"What my wife says is whatever she says. You have the final say in this family." Fu Jingsheng supported Rong Yan, "If you don't tell them, I will blow dry your hair."

Fu Jingsheng followed Rong Yan and was busy.

Rong Yan opened her eyes wide and was stunned. What happened to this man?

"Fu Jingsheng, don't be so attentive. I'm afraid. Could it be that grandma can't think about it anymore?"

Fu Jingsheng put down the hair dryer and held Rong Yan's hand: "I confess, I can't lie. Jingchen told me that grandma called him several times when we were not at home. Grandma did something wrong and asked everyone to hide it from you. Rong Yan, don't be angry, grandma may not believe that you forgive Jing Chen."

Men mediate.

Rong Yan actually already knew. She held her husband's cheek and said, "You are not facing them at all. Actually, I already know. This is why I am angry. Why are you hiding it from me? Can I eat people? But Seeing that you are so honest and so devoted to me, I won’t care."

"Don't talk about them, Fu Jingsheng and I have to write for a while. Well, call me at nine o'clock now. Call me at eleven o'clock." Rong Yan asked her husband to stay in the room and went to the study.

The man turned on the TV for a while, watched videos for a while, and went to the balcony to look at the scenery... But no matter what he did, he couldn't calm down. He glanced at the time from time to time, wondering why it was passing so slowly.

I stayed up until half past ten and couldn't stand it anymore.

The man walked quietly outside the study room. The door of the study room was ajar. Rong Yan was sitting in front of the computer, and there was a crackling sound on the keyboard.

Will entering at this time disturb my wife's train of thought? But it was too hard for him to be alone.

Fu Jingsheng held his mouth and coughed.

Rong Yan had reached the end of a chapter. She looked up and saw her husband leaning against the door frame.

"Wife." He didn't dare to go inside without Rong Yan's permission.

"Come in." Rong Yan called her husband with a smile.

The man ran over happily: "Are you ready?"

"Yeah." Rong Yan was about to turn off the computer.

Fu Jingsheng glanced at a line of words on the screen and read: "They were sitting in front of the dressing table. The woman drew her eyebrows while the man entered... If the drawing is crooked, there will be punishment..."

"Fu Jingsheng, don't read." Rong Yan covered the computer screen directly. This was the sex scene she had just imagined.

"I think it will work." Fu Jingsheng looked at Rong Yan with burning eyes, "Just follow the scene in the novel."

Rong Yan clasped her hands together and begged for mercy: "Boss Fu, Boss Fu, I wrote it blindly, don't take it seriously, please."

He picked her up and walked to the bedroom: "I feel sorry for you, and I will cooperate with you to see if this will work. You must not mislead the readers."

Rong Yan resisted twice in the man's arms. Unexpectedly, the bow of her pajamas came loose unsatisfactorily, and her half-naked body burst into the man's eyes.

"Half push and half push? Have you thought about it?" Before reaching the room, Fu Jingsheng put his lips on hers.

oh! Rong Yan's eyes darkened.

Why do you write sex scenes at night?

Facing a creature like Fu Jingsheng who can go into heat anytime and anywhere without any stimulation, letting him see these things is tantamount to a volcanic transaction.

Rong Yan could even feel the man's muscles beating against her.