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

Rong Bing sprayed some perfume on her wrist.

She remembered Fu Jingchen's preferences. Even after the two were no longer together, she still maintained those habits, from daily washing to dressing style.

She knew she couldn't find anyone better than Fu Jingchen.

After Rong Bing put on her makeup, she stood up on the table. She wanted to give Fu Jingchen a surprise. Although her legs and feet could not move flexibly, she could stand now with something to support her. She had a checkup and the doctor said that he could not rule out the possibility of walking again in the future. .

The woman in front of the mirror had a rosy face, just like when she first entered the Fu family that year.

But after being intoxicated with herself, Rong Bing suddenly realized that she might have had some wild ideas. Fu Jingchen was here to punish him, not to talk about the past with him.

The more Rong Bing thought about it, the more nervous she became. After Fu Jingchen rang the doorbell, the woman took a deep breath and went to open the door.

Seeing Fu Jingchen, she concealed her nervousness and invited him in with a smile.

"Why are you here?" Rong Bing asked.

Fu Jingchen couldn't hold back the smile on his face. He seemed to be in a good mood, which at least meant something good happened. Rong Bing was relieved.

She asked the man to sit down and sent over the snacks and water prepared by her aunt: "Whether you want to eat some, it's up to you."

The last half of the sentence moved the man a little.

After grandma and the others moved away, the only people who could remember his preferences were servants, and the beautiful picture of being with Rong Bing appeared in his mind.

At that time, Rong Bing always thought about him.

"I thought you came to me because of Fu's matter. I really didn't do anything." Rong Bing explained first.

"I know it's not you, you don't have that ability." Fu Jingchen quickly denied himself after saying that, "I didn't mean that, I meant you wouldn't do such a thing... No, it doesn't matter if it was you..."

Fu Jingchen was tongue-tied when he explained, but he didn't even explain clearly.

Rong Bing smiled and said, "You idiot, why are you talking so much?" As she spoke, she unconsciously reached out to touch Fu Jingchen's hand.

The man did not dodge, but Rong Bing became more courageous. She held the man's hand directly: "Jingchen, close your eyes, I have prepared a surprise for you."

Fu Jingchen obediently closed his eyes.

Rong Bing stood up holding on to the armrest of the wheelchair. When the woman's head touched the man's chin, the man opened his eyes.

He was stunned when he saw Rong Bing, who was almost as tall as him.

"Bingbing, your legs?" Fu Jingchen asked after a while.

Rong Bing gently put his hand on Fu Jingchen: "Well, I can stand now, but I can't stand for too long."

"That's a good thing, Bingbing, you're great." Fu Jingchen hugged Rong Bing.

Rong Bing raised his head: "Jingchen, if I can walk, can we start again? I find that it is harder to forget you than to walk. I miss you so much every day. When you say come here at night, I really I’m so happy, happier than being able to stand up on my own.”

The woman took the opportunity to say.

Fu Jingchen held Rong Bing's hand tighter until he felt the woman's legs trembling. He picked up Rong Bing and put her in the wheelchair: "Sit down and talk."

"Jingchen, we still have a chance, right?"

She climbed onto the squatting man's neck and whispered, "I still want to be with you."

The hot breath exhaled from the tip of the woman's nose sprayed on Fu Jingchen's neck. He sluggishly froze. He hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

He pulled Rong Bing up from the wheelchair and put her on the bed: "Bingbing, can I? I miss you too."

Rong Bing had been waiting for this sentence for several months. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She buried her head on the man's chest and held him tightly with her hands, as if she wanted to strangle him into her body: "You know I have been waiting for this sentence." How long has it been? Jingchen, you want me."

Fu Jingchen was dry for a long time. The woman's words hit his head and made him completely lose his mind. He needed a woman to release himself.

Burning with desire, the man was more excited than ever.

Rong Bing held the sheets with both hands, eager to join him.

Before Fu Jingchen could react, Rong Bing kissed him.

The man was completely ignited, and he groaned: "Bingbing, come here, I haven't done this for a long time, I'm afraid I won't last five minutes."

Rong Bing stopped when he heard the sound.

Fu Jingchen turned over and pressed the woman down. He picked up the woman's hair with one hand and moved it to the side. He kissed the woman's forehead, just like that year.

He raised his head and met Rong Bing's red eyes. He wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of the woman's eyes with his sleeves. The promise he made at that time flashed through his mind. He said he would not let Rong Bing cry.

"Bingbing, I'm sorry." The man bit his lip, "I didn't do it."

Rong Bing held the man's cheek and shook her head while crying. She knew that Fu Jingchen was most afraid of crying. As long as he cried, Fu Jingchen would become soft-hearted.

"In the end, you are still here, which is better than anything else. Jingchen, can we not be separated again? I can ask for nothing, but I can't live without you..." Rong Bing continued to exaggerate, as if he had left Fu Jingchen. die.

Fu Jingchen was really distressed. He touched the woman's shoulder gently: "Bingbing, I will always be by your side from now on. You are the only one left to me. I know you are the person who loves me most in the world."

Fu Jingchen knew that the Fu family could no longer accommodate him. Even if grandma occasionally called him over, it was just to anger Rongyan.

As for Fu Jingsheng, he doesn't think much of him. His brother has his own family, and his family members are dozens of times more important than himself.

Rong Bing cried harder. This round of crying came from her heart, venting all the grievances she had felt these days.

"Bingbing, did I say something wrong?" Fu Jingchen was in a hurry, not knowing how to comfort Rong Bing.

Rong Bing sobbed and wiped her tears: "No, I don't know why. I just want to cry. It feels so good to cry. I'm scared."

Soon, she laughed again: "Jingchen, we should be happy. I swear, I will love you even more in the future. I am willing to die for you."

Fu Jingchen quickly covered the woman's mouth: "I don't want you to do this."

Rong Bing unbuttoned the man's buttons: "Jingchen, let me satisfy you."

All the cells in Fu Jingchen's body were beating. He was breathing rapidly. He held Rong Bing's shoulders with both hands and glanced to one side to slow down. Rong Bing couldn't hold it in after kissing him.

"Bingbing, don't move, let me kiss you first." Fu Jingchen decided to satisfy Rong Bing first.

The woman let go.

Fu Jingchen bit her earlobe and murmured softly: "Bingbing, you smell so good. It's my favorite pear flavor. Did you prepare it specially for me?"

"Yes." The woman responded lightly, "Even during the time we were separated, these habits have not changed, but you didn't pay attention."

Rong Bing set up a deep love affair, which made Fu Jingchen blame himself even more: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't ignore you."

"Ah!" The man wanted to say something, but he was suddenly bitten by Rong Bing, and he shouted. Then he saw Rong Bing sticking out his tongue and licking it in front of him.

The man clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and trembled all over. He hadn't felt like this for a long time, and his breathing was heavier than Rong Bing's.