To keep alive, I tempt Buddhists to lose control every day

"I didn't, absolutely not!"

Jiang Yu raised his hands in panic, fearing that he would be tarnished with a bad reputation.

What about taking advantage of him, being naughty with him, and not taking responsibility after flirting with him...

If it were in the past, Fu Chenzhou would have turned a blind eye and let her get away with it.

But today, I suddenly don’t want to think about it anymore.

He grabbed Jiang Yu's slender waist and pulled hard, and the beauty was in his arms.

The soft body and the heat through the fabric can ignite sparks between each other in a second.

The familiar woody aroma lingers at the tip of your nose.

Today, those amber eyes were filled with desire that was no longer concealed.

Her left hand, with its long, slender fingers and distinct joints, was deftly unbuttoning her cheongsam.

The two were so close together that she couldn't hide away.

Her eyes fell on his left hand, and she frowned slightly, wondering, "Are you left-handed?"

If she can eat by herself, why does his mother still ask her to feed her?

Jiang Yu sat on his thighs and grabbed his left wrist, "Are you kidding me?"

She was furious, and her pair of peach blossom eyes were like a cat with its fur standing on end, staring at him fiercely.

She was angry, and he liked it.

He felt like he was finished.

His usually cool and indifferent handsome face always exudes an aura of restraint and restraint.

At this moment, the corners of his eyes were red.

He pushed aside the collar of her cheongsam and bit her beautiful collarbone, neither lightly nor heavily.

hiss--

Jiang Yu couldn't help but cry out in pain, "Why are you still biting me?"

"You bit me last time, so this time I'll just return the favor."

"Is this how 'reciprocity' is used?"

Jiang Yu was still muttering to himself, fully noticing Fu Chenzhou's abnormality today.

Seeing his teeth marks on the jade-like skin, his eyes became darker.

Suddenly, a strong desire to possess him arose in my heart.

Jiang Yu didn't notice his secret feelings, and she pulled up his left hand and asked curiously, "Are you really left-handed?"

He kissed her red lips gently and narrated in a deep and pleasant voice, "When I was a child, I practiced calligraphy. If I didn't write well, I would be punished with a ruler. My right hand became swollen, so I switched to my left hand to write. That's why I'm not left-handed. I can write with either hand."

"Then why did you trick me into feeding you?"

Jiang Yu snorted.

Fu Chenzhou lowered his head and smiled softly, "The matter about the left-handed man is not a lie, at most it is a concealment."

She glared at him, "You are good at making excuses."

“That’s cheating.”

As he spoke, Fu Chenzhou raised his right hand and unwrapped the bandage and gauze bit by bit in front of her.

Except for a small cut on the tip of the index finger, the rest of the finger is intact.

"Are you bored at all?"

Jiang Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pulled his right hand and looked through it. He found that he was really pretending to be injured. "Just to let me feed you?"

His ears felt slightly warm.

It was such a childish thing, and looking back now, he himself felt that it was quite stupid.

Jiang Yu wanted to make another joke, but her cell phone rang.

She stood up, walked to the sofa, and picked up her phone from the coffee table.

After a quick look, it was Mr. Jiang.

After the call was connected, I heard a cheerful voice from the other end, "Xiao Yu, come home for dinner tonight, and our family will celebrate well."

"But……"

Jiang Yu felt very embarrassed and looked at the man who was walking towards her.

"As for dinner, can we set it for tomorrow? I have something to do right now..."

After she hung up the phone, Fu Chenzhou pushed her onto the sofa and leaned over her.

One of them is on top and the other is on the bottom.

Jiang Yu blinked her eyelashes, "What's wrong with you?"

She only realized now that something was wrong with his mood.

In fact, he didn't know why he was like this.

It was obvious that he had been able to control his emotions before and would not do something incredible like he is doing now.

"You have been unwilling to get the marriage certificate with me. Is it because you want to marry Ying Shilong?"

He asked in a muffled voice, not realizing that his tone was sour at all.

When Jiang Yu heard the name "Ying Shilong", she suddenly became excited, "Who told you I was going to marry him? That beast is not worthy!"

"You know him?"

Fu Chenzhou looked straight into her eyes, not missing any slight change in her expression.

Her slightly evasive gaze was enough to show that she was guilty.

"You really do know him."

This is an affirmative sentence.

Fu Chenzhou had a cold face. He couldn't tell what he was feeling, but he felt that she had been deceiving him.

She flirts with him when she is happy, but the reason why she turns around and denies her promise is because she doesn't care about him at all.

"What am I to you?"

Faced with his questioning, Jiang Yu's mind was actually a little confused.

The target of the strategy? The sponsor? The contract lover?

Neither of them looks serious, but Jiang Yu is not a pretentious person.

At least when she was flirting with him, she felt happy in her heart.

Whether it was his looks, his figure, or his temperament, they all met her aesthetic standards.

If the target of the strategy is Ying Shilong, she would rather stab him to death with a sword than complete the mission.

Seeing that Jiang Yu was distracted and seemed unwilling to answer his question, Fu Chenzhou stood up silently.

He pulled his suit jacket off the couch and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, Jiang Yu hugged his waist from behind, "Don't you want to eat hot pot? You've never had it before."

He could have left, but when he saw her hugging him, he couldn't bear to leave.

The result of staying is that you end up in the hospital.

That’s right, the president’s common disease - stomach disease, was caused by the hot pot.

Chengbei Hospital.

Gently poking Fu Chenzhou's hand that was still receiving an IV drip, Jiang Yu felt guilty and said, "I'm sorry, we won't eat hot pot anymore."

Sure enough, food lists are all lies.

"If you want to eat it in the future, let Niu Niang cook it at home. It's cleaner. Her hometown is Sichuan, and the hot pot tastes authentic."

Fu Chenzhou was lying on the hospital bed, his face pale, which showed that his stomach disease was really serious.

"You're still eating hot pot? With your stomach, you can't even eat a clear soup pot with a lot of pepper."

The doctor came over to check on the ward with the medical records in hand. When he heard that he was planning to make hotpot at home, he thought he was really brave.

"No, no, no, he doesn't eat. He just watches me eat."

Jiang Yu's explanation earned him a roll of the eyes from the doctor.

"Can't you just give in to him and have something light together? You all should pay attention to your health. Young people shouldn't take advantage of their good health and waste it recklessly. Otherwise, when you get old, your arms, legs, and waist will ache, and few parts of your body will be in good condition."

By the time the doctor finished talking, Fu Chenzhou's fluid had also been completed.

When I looked at the time, it was already past one in the morning.

The two did not return to the old house, but went directly back to the City of Golden Realm.

After staying up so late, Jiang Yu washed up and went to bed.

She had just closed her eyes when someone sleeping next to her stretched out his arms and hugged her.

"Are not you tired?"