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

Fu Jingsheng couldn't stop him.

Rong Yan took a sip first: "Fu Jingsheng, you are under a lot of pressure, right? In addition, the clinic is popular today, you think I am getting better and better, and you..."

The woman didn't say what she said next.

Fu Jingsheng drank half a glass of wine directly: "What's good for you is good for me. I'm happy for you, but my mentality is wrong."

Understanding someone is simply child's play for Rong Yan.

Within ten minutes, Fu Jingsheng was amused, and the two of them drank happily.

Rong Yan drank a little faster, and seeing his wife starting to talk nonsense, Fu Jingsheng called two surrogates while he was still awake. One of them drove Rong Yan's car first, and the other waited for them nearby.

She originally came to accompany her husband, but ended up drinking too much.

After Fu Jingsheng paid the bill, he hugged Rong Yan and got into the car. The drunk woman talked a lot, as if she had no idea that an outsider was driving.

But the driver recognized Rong Yan at a glance.

He said happily: "Dr. Song, my God! It's really you." The driver covered his mouth and looked at it again and again, completely in disbelief.

Rong Yan couldn't open her eyelids, she just felt like someone was talking in her ears.

"Master, don't tell anyone what you see now." Fu Jingsheng defended his wife's image, "Don't tell anyone what you saw today."

The driver made an OK gesture: "It's necessary. I like Dr. Song so much. It's the first time I see him so close. I'm a little excited. I won't scare you."

"No, thank you for appreciating my wife." Fu Jingsheng said politely.

"Sit tight and let's go." The master put on his seat belt.

Fu Jingsheng hugged his wife, fearing that she would go crazy with alcohol. To his surprise, Rong Yan chattered a few words as he got in the car.

After the driver parked the car, he once again expressed his love for Rong Yan and rode away on the eDonkey.

Fu Jingsheng carried Rong Yan into the house, opened the door and saw his mother sitting on the sofa.

Han Yue heard the sound and looked towards the door.

"What's wrong with Rong Yan?" When the woman saw her daughter-in-law lying in Fu Jingsheng's arms, she hurried over and smelled the smell of alcohol. "Have you drunk too much?"

"Did you drink too?" She looked at Fu Jingsheng again.

"Well, why aren't you asleep yet?" Fu Jingsheng asked his mother.

"Waiting for you, but I can't talk anymore after drinking like this. Go up, I don't have anything important to do." Han Yue shrugged his shoulders, "Jing Sheng, drink less, it will hurt your health."

"Okay, good night, Mom." Fu Jingsheng responded.

After placing Rong Yan on the bed, the man changed into loose clothes and brought his wife's pajamas.

He unbuttoned Rong Yan's clothes, and the woman instantly opened her eyes and grabbed his hand: "Don't move."

Fu Jingsheng was startled. Wasn't Rong Yan asleep?

"Honey, it's me, changing your pajamas for you." Fu Jingsheng whispered.

"Fu Jingsheng." Rong Yan's eyes turned into crescents.

She closed her eyes and reached out to hook Fu Jingsheng's neck: "Honey, I can still drink. Are you in a better mood?"

Rong Yan spoke quite normally, and Fu Jingsheng thought she was awake.

The man sat next to him: "Well, wife, drink less in the future."

"Husband." Rong Yan suddenly hooked her legs around her husband, "Husband, kiss." She closed her eyes and put her lips towards him.

She didn't know if it was because of the wine, but Rong Yan felt herself getting hotter and hotter. She freed up one hand to pull on her clothes.

One of the woman's shoulders was exposed, but she was still pulling down her collar. Fu Jingsheng was instantly attracted.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he forced himself to turn his head, not to have bad thoughts.

Rong Yan vaguely saw the man turn his face, and she stretched out her hand to turn his head back: "Husband, are you shy?"

"I'll help you change into your pajamas and go to bed quickly. You have to go to work tomorrow." Fu Jingsheng had an idea, but it was already midnight and he would definitely not be able to get up tomorrow if he did what he wanted.

"I have to go to the factory early tomorrow morning." The man added, "I made an appointment with the master. I'll be there at 7 o'clock."

"Then let's hurry up, husband, I'm hot." She continued to pull on her clothes, and after taking off her own, she went to take off Fu Jingsheng's, "Aren't you hot in such thick pajamas?"

When the woman's hand touched his waist, Fu Jingsheng felt like an electric shock.

He forgot what he just said and pressed directly on his wife.

But Rong Yan suddenly regretted it: "Don't you think you are not worthy of me? Why don't you push me away now?"

Fu Jingsheng was stunned for a few seconds, held the woman's cheek and said, "It's the same without clothes. We are equal in bed. No, I am better than you in bed."

The man's method of proving himself was not unique, but these words still made Rong Yan happy.

"Yes, you are great, you are great, I can't satisfy you." Rong Yan followed her husband's words.

"Husband, I really like being with you. I miss you when we're not together, but I'm a little scared when we are together. How about we keep our time short today?"

"Okay." Fu Jingsheng was about to do this.

He took off his pajamas himself and rolled into the quilt with Rong Yan.

She originally wanted Rong Yan to stay still and save some energy, but the drunk woman was so passionate that she didn't know where she got such strength. She was completely different from the limp person she was when she came back.

Rong Yan climbed onto Fu Jingsheng and kissed along the neck.

Wake up the next day.

Rong Yan had a headache. She struggled to sit up and found that she was naked.

I vaguely remember that she was like a wolf and a tiger yesterday, and she seemed to have... fucked Fu Jingsheng.

The woman covered her face.

Fu Jingsheng was awakened by the movement around him, and stretched out his hand from the quilt: "Morning." He said warmly.

The woman lowered her head and caught a glimpse of the marks on the man's neck and collarbone.

Her face immediately turned red to her ears, and she saw that it was her own masterpiece.

"Fu Jingsheng, why didn't you stop me?" Rong Yan hesitated, "I have work today. It's so embarrassing to go out like this."

"What?" Fu Jingsheng didn't react.

Rong Yan pointed at his neck: "This."

Fu Jingsheng turned on the front camera of his mobile phone and touched the planted strawberries: "I have to stop you. Are you afraid that I look like a vampire..."

The man described last night's sexual intercourse in a more eloquent way,

Rong Yan buried her head in the quilt and hammered the mattress with her hands after listening to half of it. These were all nonsense.

Fu Jingsheng took the woman out of the quilt and said, "I have a recording to prove it."

Rong Yan:......

"You also said that you would support me and be responsible for me forever." Fu Jingsheng deliberately teased.

"I'm no longer alive. I have no face to see anyone anymore." Rong Yan yelled at the sky and the earth.

"It's good. I think it's good to be seen. Didn't netizens ask you what you like about me? It's good that you like me."

Rong Yan couldn't listen anymore and stuffed a pillow into Fu Jingsheng's mouth: "Shut up, I'll get a band-aid and put it on you. Don't let others know if you heard me."

"I know, I'm teasing you, wife, thank you." Fu Jingsheng suddenly became affectionate.

"Ah?" When Rong Yan was surprised, the man kissed her for a long time.

Rong Yan's hand unconsciously went to the back of the man's head, and she had another idea.