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

Shen Xingzhi was in Yu Wenhao's arms, listening to the sound of soup boiling in the pot.

"Yu Wenhao, I shouldn't compare you to others. You are really good. It's because I'm not satisfied and didn't realize how good you are." Shen Xingzhi raised her head, "Just be yourself from now on. Don't imitate others. You are good on your own." .”

Shen Xingzhi felt a little guilty. She always compared Yu Wenhao to others and always said how romantic he was.

"You don't want me to be a slut anymore?" Yu Wenhao asked with a spoon in his hand. He was an it man, and he did all those fancy things just to cater to his girlfriend's preferences.

Later, every time before being with Shen Xingzhi, he had to learn how to please a woman.

Although he was happy to see his girlfriend happy, he didn't know how long he could keep it up if he was always so deliberately prepared.

"Xingzhi, I'm not that romantic, but my heart is always the same for you." Yu Wenhao said.

"I know, since you are reserved, let me take the initiative." Shen Xingzhi turned off the fire on the stove and took away the kitchen utensils in Yu Wenhao's hand. She pulled him to the refrigerator to take off his apron.

"Xingzhi." Yu Wenhao instantly understood what his girlfriend meant. She wanted to be in the kitchen.

"Well, I haven't taken the initiative for a long time. Let me satisfy you this time." Shen Xingzhi half-squinted her eyes, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed the man's chin, "Can I stay here?"

Yu Wenhao had been busy at the company for a day, and his body smelled of sweat. He was afraid that Shen Xingzhi would dislike it, so the man hung up his apron: "Xingzhi, let me rinse for a while."

"I'm going too. After waiting in line for a long time, I smell of sweat." Shen Xingzhi followed Yu Wenhao.

The bathroom shower was turned on, Yu Wenhao adjusted the water temperature and asked Shen Xingzhi to wash it first.

The woman took off her clothes and pulled Yu Wenhao in: "Let's talk."

"Xingzhi, aren't you in the kitchen?" Yu Wenhao asked.

"It's the same here." The woman murmured, "I'll help you take off your clothes."

The woman's soft hand touched the man's shoulder, and Yu Wenhao couldn't help but tremble.

He held her hand: "Xingzhi, I'll give you shower gel."

"Wait, rinse with clean water first." Shen Xingzhi held the shower head and sprayed the water on the man, "Stand still."

Yu Wenhao was as stunned as a piece of wood. Shen Xingzhi took a bath for him. The shower fell on his waist. The man subconsciously covered it: "No."

She took the man's hand away, took the bulging thing, and applied plot mousse.

Yu Wenhao bit his lip, tilted his head and groaned.

Not even two minutes later, the man took a step back, put his arms around Shen Xingzhi's shoulders and pulled her to the wall. He hugged her and pressed his knees against her.

The bathroom is beautiful.

After resting for a while, the two people came out with red faces and dried themselves.

"Xingzhi, it's time for me to cook." Yu Wenhao said sheepishly.

"I...help you." Shen Xingzhi said together.

"Wait for me up there. I'll call you when I'm done." Yu Wenhao stammered.

"Oh fine."

The man ran downstairs shyly, and it was his first time standing in the bathroom. His heart was still beating wildly when he recalled the process.

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At the sugar porridge shop, Rong Yan ate two bowls of porridge. Porridge with brown sugar can indeed relieve people's mood. After eating, she felt in a good mood. She and Fu Jingsheng walked hand in hand along Xingming Street.

At night, the city's neon lights were all on, and the two of them found a bench on the roadside to sit down.

Rong Yan leaned back on the chair and looked up at the sky: "Fu Jingsheng, why don't you go shopping for jewelry today? It's so beautiful here. I want to walk a little longer."

"Okay, things can't escape there. Rong Yan, are you happy marrying me?" Fu Jingsheng looked sideways at his wife, waiting for her to answer, "Tell the truth."

The corners of Rong Yan's lips curled up: "Isn't that nonsense about not asking? How happy you are."

"But I have such a difficult family." Fu Jingsheng said with a frown.

"Grandma? You're being manipulated by me now, aren't you?" Rong Yan rested her head on her husband's shoulder, "At least I have the best mother-in-law in the world, and the best husband."

"Really?" Fu Jingsheng was dubious.

"Well, why are you lying to me?"

Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng were still discussing how family members would get along directly, but they didn't expect Shen Xingzhi to call.

On the other end of the phone, a sharp female voice frequently swore.

Shen Xingzhi said that her future mother-in-law was here, Rong Yan was surprised, could this be quantum entanglement? I just brought up the topic of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, but something happened to my best friend.

Mother Yu found Shen Xingzhi's house. There was a loud knock on the door. Shen Xingzhi seemed to feel the house shaking in the living room. When she opened the door, she found a familiar aunt standing at the door.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Shen Xingzhi thought which neighbor she was.

"Mom." Yu Wenhao followed.

After the mother's cry came out, Shen Xingzhi froze.

After a while, she came back to her senses and shouted: "Hello, Mama Yu."

The middle-aged woman said impatiently: "Who is your mother? Please stop shouting."

She looked up and down at Shen Xingzhi and her son: "Wen Hao, you are dressed like this, are you cooking? She is wearing pajamas, aren't you helping?"

"Mom, Xingzhi just got home from get off work. I didn't go to work in the afternoon." Yu Wenhao lied.

"You don't go to work if it's not a holiday or a weekend? Who are you kidding?" Yu's mother obviously didn't believe it.

"Take off your apron. How can a man enter the kitchen? It's bad luck." Mother Yu reached out to pull her son's apron.

There was a smell of paste in the kitchen.

Yu Wenhao quickly rushed in and turned off the fire.

Shen Xingzhi awkwardly invited Yu's mother in.

Mother Yu threw the bag directly on the ground, walked to the kitchen, and pulled her son out: "I raised you so big, did you let you cook for others? When did I let you into the kitchen at home? You left me and you Dad, have you come to Tiancheng to work as a servant for others?"

"Mom, what did you say? Housework should be shared between two people." Yu Wenhao retorted to his mother.

Yu's mother was even more annoyed: "You still speak for her, Shen Xingzhi, right?"

She pointed the finger directly at Shen Xingzhi: "Our Yu family only has a son like this. You tricked him into Tiancheng and his parents don't want him anymore. What are you worried about?"

Shen Xingzhi stood silently.

When Yu's mother saw that she didn't respond, her accusing voice became louder, and she even pointed at Shen Xingzhi and said, "You guys break up now, I want to take Wen Hao home."

"Mom, if I don't go back, you can't say that to Xingzhi." Yu Wenhao stopped his mother.

But the more he protected his girlfriend, the angrier his mother became and the more she spoke, so Shen Xingzhi called Rong Yan.

Rong Yan probably heard it: "Xingzhi, don't say anything, find a reason to come out and wait for me downstairs."

Shen Xingzhi endured it for a long time before speaking: "Yu Wenhao, Rong Yan comes to see me if you have something to do. You and auntie can chat for a while."

She came up, put on some clothes, and went out directly.

"Look, did she take me seriously? She came all the way and went out without waiting." Yu's mother said in front of Shen Xingzhi.

Shen Xingzhi pretended not to hear.

After closing the door, she stood at the elevator entrance and stamped her feet.