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

Rong Yan felt dizzy. She lowered her head and bit Fu Jingsheng's arm.

The man felt the pain and paused for a moment, and then Rong Yan recovered.

"Fu Jingsheng, please slow down." The woman said hoarsely.

"Can't you? Who is begging for mercy?" Fu Jingsheng bowed and changed his way to join Rong Yan.

The woman who boasted about Haikou before starting suddenly wilts.

"Husband, I was wrong, I shouldn't have provoked you." Rong Yan gave up.

Fu Jingsheng lay on the woman's back, put his lips against her ears, and murmured warmly: "Can't you stand it even before it's over? Do you want to continue?"

Just as the man was about to pull away, Rong Yan held him back: "If you want to continue, I'll hold on."

Thinking that she would never be with Fu Jingsheng again, she was willing to be exhausted tonight.

Fu Jingsheng patted the woman's buttocks and joked: "Do you like it or not?"

"I like it." Rong Yan nodded, "Hubby, don't leave, I still want to."

Fu Jingsheng tore off the last piece of cloth from his wife's waist and said with a little force, "Okay, I'll be gentle."

On the sofa, the woman quickly reached her peak.

When Fu Jingsheng wanted to come out, she pulled him back again: "Safety period, it's okay."

Rong Yan lied.

On the last night, she wanted to leave no regrets.

Fu Jingsheng shouted and fell down.

The man convulsed for a moment, recovered, and wiped the woman's body: "Honey, you seem to have endured this longer than before."

Rong Yan only shouted stop once in the middle, and Fu Jingsheng thought his wife had adapted to his own rhythm.

"Husband, can you have fun with me? Was I disappointed before?" Rong Yan wanted to know the answer.

Fu Jingsheng touched his wife's face: "asking such a silly thing? How could you not do your best? I feel very good when you lie next to me."

"What I mean is, am I not making you happy enough? I always stop midway and can't last long." Rong Yan asked softly.

The man laughed directly, and he hugged his wife's shoulders forcefully: "Why do you ask so suddenly? You did a good job, and I still wonder if I made you uncomfortable."

Fu Jingsheng felt that he had used too much force many times afterwards, and Rong Yan didn't seem to feel so good during the process. However, he got more and more excited the next time. Rong Yan rarely didn't beg for mercy. Several times he wanted to ask himself if he would be so cruel. It will make his wife afraid of living as a couple with him. Since his wife mentioned this matter, I would like to ask by the way.

"Ah?" Rong Yan was stunned.

"What about you? Do you think I'm too rude and ask for too much, so you're afraid?" Fu Jingsheng repeated.

Rong Yan shook her head: "Of course not, I'm very happy, okay?" The woman did not hide her true thoughts, and there was no need to be shy at this time.

"I am too, very satisfied with you." Fu Jingsheng said with determination, "Wife, do you know why I like to be with you so much? Every time I can see yourself in your eyes, at that time, we were not only united in Together, all we can see is each other.”

Rong Yan was almost moved by Fu Jingsheng's words. She was a little shaken. Yes, Rong Yan felt the same. When she was with Fu Jingsheng, it seemed like they were the only two left in the world.

Not only the body, but the soul is also in tune.

She deliberately joked: "Fu Jingsheng, do you want to take my job? It would be a pity not to write novels if you are well-spoken."

Fu Jingsheng turned and shouted directly: "Teacher Rong, help me write a book. I don't want to open the company anyway. I'm tired and just want to do something quietly."

Rong Yan held up the man's cheek: "No kidding, although the Fu family is in danger now, I believe you can make a comeback. When you reopen the company, everything will go smoothly."

"Come back? Wife, if you believe me, if I say I don't remember you, will you despise me?" Fu Jingsheng really doesn't want to be a businessman anymore, even if he can't afford to live in a villa in the near future, nor can he live the life he once had. That kind of life is what he wants. He wants to be an ordinary person, stay away from intrigues, and just have enough food and clothing.

Rong Yan obviously doesn't want her husband to do this.

She said truthfully: "We are all still young, we can't start taking care of ourselves now."

"Honey, do you dislike me for not going to work?" Fu Jingsheng pursed his lips.

"No, of course I hope you can spend a lot of time with me and my children, but I'm worried that you will feel bored day after day. People have to have something to do. Besides, you are such an excellent person. You can provide jobs for many people. If you have the opportunity, you can contribute to society and become a normal person." Rong Yan did not want her husband to become depressed after she left.

Sure enough, no woman can tolerate a man doing nothing, Fu Jingsheng thought to himself.

"It's not that I can't bear to see you not making money." Rong Yan explained, "It's boring to be idle every day. Life is fulfilling when you have something to do. If being at home makes you happy, you can also choose to be at home." Rong Yan was afraid that Fu Jingsheng would misunderstand her. , explains a lot.

Fu Jingsheng forced a smile: "I understand, I will continue to work after a period of rest. Those who have been fired by the company, I will go to them one by one and ask them if they want to come back."

"Yes." Rong Yan's eyes sparkled with tears, "This is the spirit of Fu that I know. He is always full of energy and full of fighting spirit."

"Husband, I've had a good rest, and I still want to come here in the living room, on the piano." Rong Yan said on a whim.

I wonder if two people can play beautiful music on the piano.

Fu Jingsheng raised the woman's chin: "Do you want to test me? Make a sound and hit me? How can I do this? I move so big on the piano that the world will fall apart and the people downstairs will be disturbed. "

Rong Yan rolled her eyes at Fu Jingsheng: "Am I that perverted? If I said I wanted to see if I could make music, would you believe it?"

Fu Jingsheng...

"The piano hasn't been used for a long time, and it's in the living room again. I played the piano in the middle of the night, and I still didn't have a normal melody." Fu Jingsheng blushed when he thought of you.

Rong Yan deliberately provoked: "Husband, are you embarrassed? Didn't you say that we can do whatever we want at home?"

The woman's stimulation was obviously effective. Fu Jingsheng took Rong Yan's hand and walked straight to the living room, passing by the stairs and locking the door.

He lifted the cloth covering the piano, and the surface of the piano reflected light. The piano was wiped once a week. Although it had not been used since it was moved here, the surface was still very clean.

Fu Jingsheng carried his wife to the piano. Before the woman could sit firmly, the keys made a crisp sound.

"Do you really want to be here?" Fu Jingsheng confirmed again.

Rong Yan leaned her back on the piano cover and raised her chin slightly: "Well, you stand."

The man measured the height, which was just high enough. Pictures of what might happen flashed through his mind. The man's heart suddenly surged. He raised the corners of his lips and said, "He is indeed a great writer. I never thought of playing on the piano."

Rong Yan hooked Fu Jingsheng with her toes: "Husband, I still have a lot of ideas, but I just haven't had time to put them into practice." When she said this, the woman's face darkened.