Seductive every day

What happened in the room created an additional barrier between Fu Zhaoshui and Wen Yin.

At noon, the atmosphere became very delicate. The two chatted about the novel in a neutral manner. Fu Zhaoshui hadn't finished the book, and the chat often broke up. , So I could only change the subject and talked about Fu Zhaoshui's son.

When mentioning children, Wen Yin's hands couldn't help trembling. He had never dared to touch this topic, fearing that he would lose control of his emotions if he couldn't hold back. , The person he misses the most, besides him in front of him, is the child.

After doing the math, he is over seven years old now, and he saw a photo of that child once in his eldest brother's WeChat. , Fu Zhaoshui took good care of him, the child was still young when he left, so he would not be too sad for his departure. , "Mr. Fu just said that usually only you and your son live here, Fu Dongni? Does he not live here?"

"I seldom come back. Linfeng prefers to live in an apartment, which saves trouble and is convenient."

"Oh, what about my son? Isn't school still on holiday?"

Fu Zhaoshui looked up at him, "Summer camp, I'm traveling to Europe.

"Ah" Wen Yin was startled, "That's good, it will increase your knowledge.

As he spoke, he lowered his head, and the trace of longing in his eyes was extinguished. , He is pushing forward again. Originally, that child has nothing to do with him, but he was raised in his arms for a few years when he was a child. For those few years, in a person's life, he can forget it in the blink of an eye. , The child is doing well now, much better than suffering with him, living in such a big house, well-clothed, well-fed, served, and able to travel around the world for summer camps during winter and summer vacations. , He hopes that all childhood memories of children can be happy.

It doesn't matter if you forget him, the memory of suffering with him is not a happy thing. , "Teacher Wen can stay longer, he will be back in half a month.

Wen Yin smiled, noncommittal. "What's the name of Mr. Fu's child?"

"Fu An, safe Ann."

"Fu An..." Wen Yin read these two words. If he wants to become a member of the Fu family, he must have a decent name. Fei Xiaobu or something, it really is "Xiaobu, and he likes to hear it too." People call him Xiaobu." Fu Zhaoshui stared at him and said softly, "He always remembers the person who named him, and he often mentioned him to me and asked me when he would come back."

Wen Yin was stunned for a moment, her breathing gradually became short of breath. , Fu Zhaoshui must have seen his identity, and deliberately tested him with Xiaobu. , He tried to stabilize himself, not to let the unspeakable barrier between them break. , Wen Yin responded with a few sentences, and absent-mindedly changed the topic. , Fu Zhaoshui let him go, and stopped chasing and beating him. , The embarrassing lunch was over, Wen Yin was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting.

It's summer now, and his body is weak. When he is full, his blood concentrates in his stomach, and his brain feels dull and lacks oxygen. , But lying down to sleep after a full meal is not conducive to health preservation, so Fu Zhaoshui invited him to take a walk in the back garden.

The back garden of Fu's family is connected to the lake, passing through the verdant tree-lined road, the steaming water vapor from the lake dispels the heat.

There is a white European-style gazebo on the quiet lakeshore, with two lounge chairs inside. , The two of them lay down one by one, and continued to talk without talking. 0 chatted, Wen Yin couldn't hold on anymore, there was silence in his ears, the breeze brushed the leaves, rustling gently. , He felt that it was not good to fall asleep without Fu Zhaoshui like this, but the Sandman really didn't cooperate and fell into a peaceful sleep in a daze. , There is someone beside him who makes him feel at ease, and he sleeps very darkly and sweetly.

I don't know how long I slept, my lips were itchy, as if being rubbed by something, and I rubbed them repeatedly. , He snorted and wanted to wake up, but his sleeping body refused to cooperate at all. , His mouth was completely blocked by something hot and humid, he was anxious to open his eyes, his body was completely controlled by the nightmare, he had no ability to resist, he could only feel his lips and teeth being opened, squeezed in by a soft thing, churning continuously in his mouth, Hooked his tongue and sucked it. The suffocation made him panic, he opened his eyes in the mist, and saw the tightly closed eyelashes. , He knew in his heart that this was Fu Zhaoshui.

The body is generally not dominated by his will when he is pressed by a stone. , In the end, with the accomplice of Nightmare, he watched the big hand rubbing up and down, eating all the beans on him.

The tide of love made Wen Yin obsessed with the man's sneak attack in shame, and he almost lost himself in the dream again. , The man kissed enough, tidied up his clothes, pretended to be okay, and went back to his recliner. , Wen Yin is suffering, he has been prone to sleep paralysis since before, and this symptom has become more frequent after his body was destroyed.

When he woke up after falling asleep immobile, the "criminal" who attacked him had long since escaped, leaving only two servants who waited on him, and told him: "Mr. Tell us anything you need."

Wen Yin sat up, feeling her underpants were wet, feeling ashamed and annoyed, went back to her room and changed her clothes, and hid in her room all afternoon. , Fu Zhaoshui didn't come back from dinner, so he called him and apologized for his absence.

He ate alone in an empty restaurant, with the old butler of the Fu family standing beside him.

Sitting alone at the huge long table, Wen Yin's heart suddenly felt empty, and she couldn't help asking the housekeeper: "Does Mr. Fu eat at home on weekdays?"

"Yes, when the young master was in kindergarten, he had to eat three meals at home, and the second master would always be with him. But the young master went to elementary school, had more extracurricular activities, and ate less at home, so the second master didn't eat much in the restaurant. After dinner, we all have a cup of coffee in the study."

Wen Yin looked at the thick soup on the plate, and suddenly lost his appetite. Fu Zhaoshui used to be a person who didn't eat when he got busy. He used to spend his days on protein powder, but now he's doing well. He's drinking coffee, and it's becoming more and more unhealthy!

He hurriedly took a few mouthfuls and went back to his room, randomly took a book from the bookshelf in the room, and leaned on the imperial concubine's couch to read. , He didn't like reading books before, he had too many interesting pastimes, and he couldn't calm down at all when he shuttled between the feasting and feasting. , But later lying on the hospital bed, unable to go anywhere, gradually discovered the charm of reading. [-]. A person's life is too short to experience everything, so he can only read other ways of living in the world from books.

He sometimes puts himself into the novel, thinking that he and the person he loves are experiencing all the good things that he has not had time to experience. , He usually reads very quickly, but today he didn't read a word for a long time, his ears caught the movement downstairs, and finally waited for the sound of Fu Zhaoshui's return.

It's just that he didn't see him all afternoon, so he was anxious and wanted to go down to meet him in a panic.

Fortunately, he finally calmed down and did not show his excessive eagerness.

The door was knocked quickly, Wen Yin got up to open the door, and was startled by the crowded bouquet of roses outside the door.

He opened his eyes wide, staring at Fu Zhaoshui's face behind the flowers, wondering: "What does this mean?"

The man smiled slightly: "I'm pursuing you, Mr. Wen." 3