Kiss her 90,000 times

When Shi Wan went upstairs with ginger soup, Fu Conglin went into the bathroom.

He came up to deal with some work matters first, and when he was a little unsatisfactory, the man rummaged through the cigarettes that had been thrown in the room on this side of the old house.

After sitting for a long time, I got up.

As soon as he stepped into the bathroom, Shi Wan came up right after him.

No one was seen, and the sound of water coming from the bathroom was heard.

Shi Wan put down the plate.

About 10 minutes later, Fu Conglin came out of the bathroom.

Shi Wan put down the magazine in her hand and looked up at him.

He wasn't afraid of the cold, so he just wrapped half of his body in a bath towel, but the air conditioner was turned on in the room, so it didn't affect him too much.

She took the hair dryer and waved to him, "Come here."

Fu Conglin walked over as she said, and sat at her dressing table.

Shi Wan stood in front of him and scratched his wet hair, "Why didn't you wipe it with a towel."

There was still moisture on the man's face, and his eyebrows looked like ink paintings that had been soaked. He slightly raised his head, half-closed his eyes and looked at her lazily, "Waiting for you."

Shi Wan carefully blow-dried his hair with gentle movements.

After the hair on the forehead was dry, Fu Conglin raised his arms to hug her, put his head on her waist, and rubbed her with attachment.

"Don't move."

Shi Wan held him down, ran her hands through his hair, and stopped him with a soft voice.

Fu Conglin smelled the pleasant smell on her body, raised his hand to touch his hair, "It's ok, it's almost done."

Shi Wan shook the hair dryer several times before stopping.

Then send him back to straighten out.

"Drink the ginger soup first, or it will be cold."

Fu Conglin actually doesn't like the taste of ginger very much, he insists on sharing a bowl of ginger soup with Shiwan before he is willing to drink it.

After Shi Wan finished drinking, she pursed her lower lip, the taste was indeed not very good.

The equipment that Fu Conglin used to work on was still on the small coffee table, and Shi Wan saw it when she came in.

Computers, mobile phones, and printed documents, and a slightly empty cigarette case beside them.

Shi Wan knew that Fu Conglin had quit smoking, and knew that he was not thorough enough to quit smoking. She had caught him smoking secretly before, but from the third trimester of her pregnancy to the birth of Fu Yushi, Shi Wan never saw him touch a cigarette again. .

"Do you smoke?"

Fu Conglin held the cigarette case and threw it into the trash can, "I didn't smoke."

He did not smoke, and he was addicted to sniffing.

Shi Wan walked over, looked at his computer screen which was still on, and when he looked sideways at him, the man's brows were furrowed.

Shi Wan was a little worried: "What's the matter, is there any problem at work?"

Fu Conglin's eyebrows relaxed the moment he heard her words, "No."

"Then why are you still dealing with work so late?"

Fu Conglin: "I haven't watched it before."

Shi Wan didn't quite believe it, but it was normal for him to stay up all night busy with work matters.

Fu Conglin sat down beside her, and then waved to her, "Come and sit."

Shi Wan didn't move, looked at his bare upper body, stood up and said, "I'll get you some clothes to put on, or you'll really catch a cold."

She went to the closet to get a nightgown and asked him to put it on.

Fu Conglin didn't refuse either, and patted his leg after getting dressed to signal her.

Shi Wan twitched a little, and said in a low voice, "Are you still asleep?"

There was a little smile in Fu Conglin's eyes, "Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, go to sleep first."

Shi Wan is not particularly sleepy at the moment, at least not sleepy yet.

"Why didn't I see my boy?" Shi Wan pretended to be calm and walked over, looking for something to talk about, trying to ease her nervousness.

It's strange, she and Fu Conglin are so familiar, why are they still nervous.

"I was hugged by my mother. She said that Fu Yushi woke up and kept making troubles. It's not easy to coax."

She moved slowly, and after Fu Conglin looked at it for a few seconds, he directly stretched out his hand, gently tugged her, and she sat on his lap.

Shi Wan subconsciously hugged his neck, leaned sideways into his arms, and leaned her face on his shoulder.

"Why did you wake up?" She remembered that before she left, Fu Yushi was full and urinated.

Fu Conglin didn't say that he was woken up by his mother, and put his hand on her waist to support her, implying: "Probably he could feel his mother ran away, so he woke up because he felt insecure."

Shi Wan grabbed his shoulder with her fingers, and softly retorted: "Where did I run away..."

As if she had abandoned her husband and son.

"Then why did you disappear when I came out of the shower?"

Shi Wan felt that when she brought up this matter, she ignored it and was untenable, so she was a little unhappy, "Can you stop talking about this?"

As expected, Fu Conglin did not speak, and looked down at her silently.

Shi Wan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, she blinked involuntarily, and then couldn't help but tilt her head.

Fu Conglin turned his face away in disbelief.

Looking at him compulsively, their eyes met.

The former is calm and indifferent, while the latter is flustered.

"Why are you looking at me like that all of a sudden..."

Shi Wan pushed his shoulder.

Fu Conglin suddenly lowered his head and pecked lightly on her soft lips.

Shi Wan was slightly stunned, her heart beating violently as if she had never been intimate with him before, her chin was pinched by him, and she couldn't help but relax her breathing.

Fingertips gripped his nightgown tightly.

Before she could react, Fu Conglin lowered his lips again, as if to make up for the alienation during this period.

But afraid of disturbing and intimidating her, she was extremely restrained and depressed.

The warm lips moved from her forehead to the end of her eyes, the side of her face, then her earlobes, and returned to her mouth.

Sucking lightly, she opened a little distance, and then moved closer.

The intimacy that seems to be absent.

Shi Wan seemed to be on fire, and everything was in chaos.

Breathing, heartbeat and thoughts.

Quickly entangled into a ball of hazy do not know what to say.

But the man still moved gently, but the hand on her waist was a little strong.

The light in the room is warmer yellow, shining brightly and covering the two of them, warm and soft.

Fu Conglin reached out to shake her hand, rubbed her soft fingers, and said in a deep voice, "Can't you see?"

It took several seconds for Shi Wan to realize what he was talking about.

It's a little sad that he played very cleverly and made her confused, so he only cut into the topic now.

"I didn't say I couldn't watch it."

She is not a display.

It's just that she can't stand his eyes.

Thinking of this, Shi Wan couldn't help raising her hands to cover his eyes.

Fu Conglin's eyes were dim, and there was a little smile in his voice, "Can you still see it?"

She discussed with him: "Then don't look at me with that look."

"Which one?" The man asked in a warm voice, taking his time and not knowing why.

For a moment, Shi Wan didn't know whether he was pretending to be stupid, or teasing her.

"I don't know, anyway, if you restrain yourself, it feels like you're going to eat me." She muttered.

Fu Conglin was amused, took her hand, pinched her wrist, and stroked her fingertips slowly.

"That's how men see women."

"nonsense."

"What did I lie to you for?"

Shi Wan thought, when he usually looks at others, he is desolate and impersonal.

But when he thought that it was someone else, and she was his wife, he became self-consistent again.

At this time, she comforted herself very quickly, and she completely forgot all the entanglements and twists when she had conflicts with Fu Conglin before.

The so-called needle in the bottom of a woman's heart is not unreasonable.

Shi Wan's wrist had the warmth of his palm, and she slid down her sleeves, unbuttoning her sleeves, and landed on her elbows, covered with warm and dry palms, holding her joints.

Except for certain organs, the bodies of men and women are not different, but in terms of feel, there is a big difference.

Men want to be hard and strong, while women are more soft.

Fu Conglin likes Shiwan, likes every part of her, her skin and all joints.

"Do you know what it was like when I first saw you?"

"How does it feel?" Shi Wan moved her ears, she had never heard him mention this before, and she was quite curious.

"I think this little girl is very easy to bully."

At that time, Shi Wan was extraordinarily young, but she pretended to be sexy, wearing a skirt as if she was stealing an adult.

But pure and lustful, it's no wonder that Fu Conglin took another look, and then another.

Humans are visual animals.

Shi Wan made Fu Conglin pleasing to her eyes, and then got along very well with her, and gradually became entangled with her.

"Just easy to bully?"

Shi Wan was slightly dissatisfied.

She remembered that the first time she saw Fu Conglin, she was attracted by his hand, then his face, figure, and finally fell completely.

Fu Conglin smiled, "Well, very good."

Before getting in touch with Fu Conglin, Shi Wan was indeed a docile and good girl.

The man who was several years older than her was well-informed and knew more than her, and the crushing in all aspects made Shi Wan fall deeply into his charm.

"now what?"

Fu Conglin held her hand and touched her chest.

Shi Wan couldn't understand.

Fu Conglin: "Touch your own conscience and say, are you being good now?"

Shi Wan: "..."

The man glanced at her calmly: "Is it the kind of person who doesn't hit the house for three days?"

Shi Wan tried to quibble: "...domestic violence is against the law."

"Who said I'm going to fight you?"

Shi Wan:?
Then her gaze shot up.

Fu Conglin picked her up.

Shi Wan leaned against his ear, "Don't you still have to work?"

Fu Conglin: "Do whatever you want."

Shi Wan lowered her voice: "It's getting late."

The back rests on the soft bedding.

"This will let you sleep."

He opened her breasts.

Shi Wan tried to understand the meaning behind his words, and suddenly her ears turned red.

"When did you buy this pajamas? I haven't seen you wearing them before."

Shi Wan just watched him doing bad things in a serious manner.

She curled her toes, "You haven't seen many..."

I have never seen him care about this kind of issue before, and Shi Wan suspects that only at this time will he notice the style of her clothes.

Secretly slandering the man's perfunctory.

"It sounds like you still have some regrets?"

"I don't have any."

"do not have it?"

"Impossible," she stressed.

"Well, show me what to wear from now on."

Shi Wan pulled the quilt to cover her face, her blushing ears were hidden in her hair, "Did I tell you..."

In just a few words, he had already trapped her in his arms.

"You really should change your duplicity." He suggested truthfully, with the feeling of settling accounts after autumn.

His face was against hers, and he could feel her body temperature was very high.

"Have a fever?"

Shi Wan pushed his face away angrily, "You just have a fever."

"He still has a big temper."

Shi Wan suddenly frowned, twisted, and the end of her eyes was wet.

After a while, she put her forehead against his shoulder and said, "You are used to it."

Not only did the man not feel that there was anything wrong, but he looked quite proud. He pushed aside the quilt she was clutching, stared at her flushed face, and laughed hoarsely: "It's pretty good."

Neither he nor she felt well after the quarrel.

After reconciling, and experiencing Shi Wan's submissiveness, the man's heart was full of emotions, and he couldn't hold it back anymore, so he told her everything by himself.

Shi Wan bit her lip.

Fu Conglin wiped it away for her, and put it on his shoulder, "You can do whatever you want here."

Shi Wan took a bite without even thinking about it.

He heard a muffled laugh escape from his throat.

Shi Wan almost wanted to find a shell for herself to slip into.

Suddenly, Fu Conglin hissed, "Aren't you showing mercy at all?"

Without giving her a chance to answer, the man said: "That's right, it's enough to taste the taste of being alone in an empty room, I'm afraid you will have to tear me down next time."

Shi Wan told him to shut up, and after a while told him to slow down.

Fu Conglin: "Fu Yushi can't make a fuss without you."

Then he hugged her shoulders and said in a very hoarse voice: "I can't slow down."

The child Fu Yushi didn't know that he was being complained about by his father. At this moment, he was sleeping in a pink crib, breathing smoothly and sleeping soundly.

When he opened his eyes after a full sleep, it was already many hours later.

It was already dawn outside, and with his bright eyes open, he looked around blindly, but couldn't understand, and when he felt hungry, he cried loudly.

Woke up the people in the house.

Duan Suhua immediately got out of bed and came to see, hugged and coaxed the person, but it didn't work, and looked at the time again.

It was past seven o'clock, and the person who wanted to come to the other room should be awake, so he hugged the crying little guy and hurriedly knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, it was Fu Conglin who opened the door.

As if he had just woken up, his nightgown was hanging loosely in front of him.

"Is Shiwan awake? I'm hungry, let her carry the baby to feed—"

After speaking, Duan Suhua's eyes suddenly stopped, all the words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't go up or down, which made her face blush.

Fu Conglin's neckline was wide open, and the nail prints inside could be glimpsed at a glance.

Sensing her gaze, Fu Conglin frowned slightly, then tightened his nightgown and covered the door, "Shi Wan is still sleeping, Mom, just get some milk powder for Fu Yushi to drink."

Duan Suhua: "He is still so young, how can he drink milk powder!"

"He can drink."

Fu Conglin glanced at the little man who was crying aggrievedly, stretched out his hand and squeezed his hand, knowing that he couldn't understand, but still threatened: "Cry again, if you wake up your mother, from today onwards Wean you off."

Duan Suhua was the first to disagree, and immediately walked away with Xiaoguai in his arms.

Wait for Fu Conglin to return to the room.

Shi Wan sank deep into the bed.

It was still the same as when he left, with a section of air exposed on the back of his shoulders.

There are deep or shallow marks.

Fu Conglin walked over lightly, half leaning on the side of the bed, and pulled up the quilt for her to cover it up.

Seeing her eyelids rolling from the corner of the eye, Fu Conglin lowered his head and leaned over, his voice was very soft: "Are you awake?"

Shi Wan let out a weak "uh", without opening her eyes, touched his hand, put it on her forehead, and asked in a low voice, "Touch it, is it hot?"

Fu Conglin tried the temperature on her forehead, "Cold?"

"Anyway, my head is a little heavy."

"I'll take your temperature with a thermometer."

Shi Wan buried her head in the pillow, "It's not burning, it must be due to lack of sleep, don't disturb me, I want to sleep..."

"I'm more at ease when I measure it."

She acted a little coquettishly, "I'm really fine."

Fu Conglin couldn't resist her, "Then continue to sleep, and we'll talk about it after you sleep well."

He lifted the quilt and lay down, hugging her.

The man's body was hot, Shi Wan burrowed into his arms.

It didn't take long to fall into sleep.