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

A few minutes away, Rong Yan's desire to survive was overwhelming.

"Fu Jingsheng, there is a long way to go. I remind you not to mess around. There is a limit to everything."

The man raised his eyebrows and hummed a word: "Huh?"

"Every time we get together after a quarrel, I always feel like you want to sleep me to death."

"It doesn't have to be that way. It's wonderful to do it. How can there be any revenge?"

"Being unable to get out of bed doesn't mean you're great, it just means you don't feel sorry for me."

Fu Jingsheng braked suddenly: "What did you say?"

Men are sensitive to words such as "cannot", "not great" and "not good".

I felt sick all over when I heard it.

"Kissing and hugging is considered distressing? Are you satisfied?" In the past, Rong Yan was not satisfied with her efforts in hours, but now she can only count them in days.

"Fu Jingsheng, about an hour." Rong Yan raised a finger, "I have to go out to meet a client in the afternoon."

The woman looked at the time and said, "Hurry up and drive."

Fu Jingsheng agreed on the surface, but in his heart he was thinking about how to hold on until night.

News of Qin Mengyu's imprisonment spread in Tiancheng. The main person responsible for the laboratory explosion was found to be Qin Mengyu. Fu Jingsheng was cleared, but He Wei conveyed the boss's intention. Although the culprit was found, what happened to the three employees at Fu's , Fu will pay the maximum amount of compensation.

and permanently close the laboratory.

In the hotel, after taking a shower, Rong Yan was waiting for Fu Jingsheng on the sofa. She turned on the news and saw the latest reports.

The woman smiled and put the phone aside.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Jingsheng came out of the bathroom with water dripping from his hair and met Rong Yan's smiling eyes.

He walked over directly without even wrapping himself in a towel.

Rong Yan's eyes fell on Fu Jingsheng, and her heart beat wildly.

Fu Jingsheng's lips curled up, and his hair didn't have time to dry, but it pressed directly on Rong Yan.

The water droplets fell on the woman's neck little by little, mixed with the warmth caused by his fingers, and it was indescribably stimulating.

Fu Jingsheng deliberately left marks on the woman's neck.

Feeling the pain of being sucked, Rong Yan tightened her fingers on Fu Jingsheng's back and scratched a few thin lines with her nails: "Fu Jingsheng, don't stay in a conspicuous position."

He rubbed her soft part with his fingertips: "Stay here?"

Fu Jingsheng took the woman's waist and pulled her gently. He sat on the sofa and Rong Yan sat on him.

The woman held the back of his head, bending her back unconsciously.

Fu Jingsheng buried his head in front of Rong Yan, and soon brown marks were left on the woman's fair skin.

He put Rong Yan's hand on his own: "Touch it."

"Ah?" Before Rong Yan could react, her hand had already been put up and moved up and down.

The bulging thing made her quickly retract her hand in shame.

It seems that Fu Jingsheng takes foreplay seriously every time, but she has never helped Fu Jingsheng like that.

After just a few strokes, Fu Jingsheng's blood was already gushing and his whole body was getting hot.

He couldn't wait any longer and put Rong Yan on the big bed.

From time to time, a message notification sound came from the bedside table, but the two of them ignored it.

After struggling for a long time, Rong Yan asked for water in the evening with a hoarse voice. She was so thirsty that she was smoking. The water was on the bedside table, but she couldn't seem to move it.

Fu Jingsheng took a straw and fed her. Seeing her exhausted look, he asked deliberately: "Can't you get out of bed?"

Rong Yan choked and said, "It's not a matter of whether I can get out of bed. Now I can't turn over. You're holding me down."

After each session, Rong Yan wanted to hide aside and rest. Fu Jingsheng seemed to be afraid that she would run away, imprisoning her with a long leg.

He suddenly raised his foot: "Four times, I won't come again, let you go, come down and take a few steps to take a look."

Rong Yan:......

Fu Jingsheng stretched his muscles and said: "If I can still walk, it means I can't. Come again."

Rong Yan:......

She turned over and said, "I can't do it. I want to go to gynecology."

From the corner of his eye, the man caught a glimpse of the place where Rong Yan had just slept. He patted the slightly darker sheets and said, "Can you take a look?"

The sheets were wet! Rong Yan buried her head in the quilt, her face burning.

Fu Jingsheng leaned over and lifted the quilt: "The more a woman thinks about it, the more obvious her reaction becomes. With this battle going on for a long time, have you been thinking about me for a long time?"

Rong Yan stuck her head out: "Fu Jingsheng, let's have a good talk."

Rong Yan wanted to say something and swear a poisonous oath. She said she was wrong and shouldn't have talked nonsense. Fu Jingsheng had no problem in that regard. She said she deliberately said he was not good.

Rong Yan knew that Fu Jingsheng would not believe her if she begged for mercy afterwards. She had other preparations. She had all the research results of experts from various countries on her mobile phone.

Take it out and show it to Fu Jingsheng.

She compared each item and finally concluded: "Yes, all your data are excellent. You are very good, great. Can we be a normal couple again in the future?"

Just to destroy his prestige, he said no, which made him sick and take medicine for seven years, making him a laughing stock.

"No." Fu Jingsheng pretended to be angry, feeling extremely proud.

He didn't have any problems at all. Not only did he have no problems, he was still the best in that aspect.

It’s just that the disease cannot be treated in vain, the medicine cannot be taken in vain, and what is lost must be made up for.

"Unless we get married and live together immediately and come here once a day, I will definitely not sleep in death if I catch you." The man made a condition.

"No problem." Rong Yan agreed with a wink.

The woman was so cheerful that Fu Jingsheng couldn't stand it.

His tone suddenly softened: "Did you really agree? Immediately? Get the certificate tomorrow?"

"Yes." Rong Yan nodded. Getting married requires impulsiveness, and remarriage also requires impulsiveness. Otherwise, she will always be hesitant, not to mention Xu Nan can't wait any longer.

Even if Fu Jingsheng didn't say anything, she would ask if she could get a certificate first?

Fu Jingsheng posted the news of the remarriage in the company's management group, and invited He Wei to select three wedding companies and plan a wedding within fifteen days.

Rong Yan glanced at the message in the man's dialog box: "Is it announced now?"

"Of course, I am afraid that you will regret it, so I will convene the world immediately." Fu Jingsheng took Rong Yan out of the quilt and let her sit on the bed.

He turned around and took out a ring from the wallet he carried with him.

"I am always ready. I have been delayed many times when I had to take it out. I must put it on your hand today." The five-carat pigeon egg shines golden in the sunset.

This ring appeared on Valentine's Day, but Rong Yan later gave it back to Fu Jingsheng, and he kept it with him.

"I changed it a little bit. In addition to our initials, I also added two hearts. It's quite vulgar, but the person who carved it said it's called heart to heart."

Rong Yan took off the ring and looked at it. Sure enough, she had been bored at Fu's house and embroidered a heart-to-heart cross-stitch. Fu Jingsheng said it was ugly, vulgar and tacky.

He also said that it would be better to do more good things than to do these tricks, otherwise it would only make him more disgusted.

"Rong Yan, I have been a staunch materialist all my life, but for you, I am idealistic. I believe that two hearts will be in love if they are engraved together. I also believe that we can really meet again when we pray. I hope that we will be together forever."

Rong Yan twisted her nose and held back tears: "Hai! You are a cold boss, Mr. Fu. I'm not used to being so affectionate."

"Don't cry, save some strength. Just now you asked me to wear a T-shirt, and you said it was ovulation. I have an idea, don't wear it for once, and have another baby." His fingers circled around her waist, and it felt numb.