The boss has only one son for three generations. After rebirth, I have three babies.

It was not until Qiao Jin was about to suffocate that Fu Yanlin reluctantly let her go.

Looking at Qiao Jin again in the light, her face looked even more rosy and charming against the backdrop of the bright red quilt. Her long black hair was scattered on the bed, but it couldn't hide her shyness.

Fu Yanlin whispered, "Here, I am Fu Dazhuang."

When he heard the name "Fu Dazhuang", Qiao Jin became a little more sober, his eyes became clear again, and he vaguely remembered that he had a mission.

She sat up immediately, clenching her fists as best she could to remain calm despite feeling dizzy.

Fu Yanlin gently pushed her down again.

When I covered myself with the bed, it creaked!

Qiao Jin's face turned even redder, and she said shyly, "Fu Dazhuang, we must not let anyone misunderstand us here."

Even if you are really a couple, you can't do this in someone else's home.

But Fu Hanshen looked at her solemnly, his lips moving slightly: "Tonight, we must act like this."

After hearing Fu Yanlin's words, Qiao Jin was stunned for a moment, then she slowly turned towards the door and seemed to see a figure standing there.

At this moment, Qiao Jin finally understood his intention. She took a deep breath and looked at Fu Yanlin in disbelief: "You still don't believe it after doing this?"

Fu Yanlin's brows relaxed from furrowed, and his eyes were full of concern for Qiao Jin.

His voice was low and hoarse: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it."

After all, both of them had ulterior motives, and Fu Yanlin thought he was so lucky that he could live in the suspect's home as soon as he arrived in Congjia Village.

This way, it would be easier for him to find out the truth of the matter.

But now the atmosphere in the room became a little subtle.

Fu Yanlin raised the corner of his mouth and whispered in Qiao Jin's ear: "I won't touch you, but you have to pretend to scream a few times."

Qiao Jin was stunned, his mind went blank: Call me...what?

How could she possibly know how to yell?

However, seeing Fu Yanlin's serious look, Qiao Jin felt very embarrassed and could only try to call out softly twice.

A gentle female voice slowly rang out in the room, causing Fu Yanlin's body to tense up.

But he could only hold it in, climbed up from Qiao Jin, and started doing push-ups on the bed.

The effect of this is to make the bed squeak even louder.

Soon, Qiao Jin's soft cries and the sound of the bed board formed a pattern and seemed very coordinated.

Dong Chunlan, who was hearing the sound outside the door, also blushed slightly.

Now that she is in her forties, having sex once a month is considered good enough for her.

Now, hearing how intimate the young people were in there, Dong Chunlan couldn't help but feel a little restless.

Especially when women reach this age, their desires are even stronger!

After Dong Chunlan quietly left, she hurried back to her room and saw Cong Lefei snoring on the bed.

Looking at the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Dong Chunlan walked forward unwillingly and patted Cong Lefei lightly on the face. It was not very hard, but it was enough to wake him up.

"What happened? Are those guys here? If so, I have to go see them right away!"

Cong Lefei suddenly woke up and said immediately.

Just as Cong Lefei was about to get up, he was stopped by Dong Chunlan.

Dong Chunlan put her hands on her hips and deliberately changed her tone to a delicate one: "Look carefully, who am I? Who would disturb us in the middle of the night? I need to rest too."

Hearing Dong Chunlan's dissatisfied tone, Zong Lefei's eyes fixed, and after glancing at Dong Chunlan, he gradually came to his senses and asked, "Are you saying that those two were real?"

Dong Chunlan covered her mouth and smiled, "Of course, it's been confirmed long ago. You see, young people are like this, inseparable!"

As she spoke, Dong Chunlan took off her shoes and walked towards the bed, wanting to sit on Cong Lefei.

Unexpectedly, Zong Lefei suddenly pushed her away and said, "Go to bed. We have things to do tomorrow."

Dong Chunlan's smile disappeared immediately after being pushed away. She pushed Cong Lefei so hard that he almost fell off the bed.

"What are you doing? Do you want to go to sleep?"

Cong Lefei turned around and looked at Dong Chunlan, saying dissatisfiedly, "You seem crazy tonight!"

Dong Chunlan said angrily, "We haven't done this in a long time, almost two months. We have to get close to each other today no matter what."

"I'm not interested! I'm already exhausted from working every day, so how can I have the energy to do anything else?"

"Cong Lefei, you have no idea how loud that girl's screams were just now, and how energetic she seemed. I'm going to make you feel this kind of passion tonight!"

When Cong Lefei saw Dong Chunlan preparing to take off her clothes, she fell onto the bed.

"Do whatever you want, I'm not interested anyway."

Dong Chunlan looked at her husband who was about to fall asleep again, feeling unhappy and slapped Cong Lefei again.

"I have to solve it myself!"

On the other side, Qiao Jin's throat was almost dry and her little face was flushed red.

She asked in a hoarse voice, "Fu Dazhuang, is this bed going to collapse?"

Fu Yanlin stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He reached out to check Qiao Jin's body temperature. It was still a little hot, but much better than when he was drunk before.

He got out of bed, took a wet towel, wrung out the water, then returned to the bedside and began to wipe Qiao Jin's cheeks, neck, and hands.

The feeling of lying in bed and being taken care of was very new to Qiao Jin.

When she was with Hu Ping in the past, he always liked to flatter her with sweet words, but in reality he was unwilling to get involved or help with anything.

But now, although Fu Yanlin is not very good at saying sweet words, apart from occasionally kissing her a few times, he has never done anything more excessive.

The facial features of the man lying under the light at this moment appear particularly distinct and deep.

Fu Yanlin noticed that she was looking at him and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Qiao Jin shook her head, bit her lip and whispered, "It's okay, I just... this situation is a little unbelievable."

While nothing substantial happened between the two, they did share a bed tonight.

As if he understood her concerns, Fu Yanlin took a pillow and a blanket from the bed, sat down on the chair next to him, used the pillow to support his waist, and covered himself with the blanket.

Then he said calmly, "Now you can rest assured."

Seeing Fu Yanlin lying there like this, Qiao Jin felt even more guilty.

She took a deep breath and decided to speak: "Come sleep with me, I really have no problem."

After all, they came here with a mission, and protecting the villagers and arresting the bad guys were far more important than anything else.

What's more, the target is Fu Yanlin, so Qiao Jin doesn't mind it much.

Hearing this, Fu Yanlin opened his eyes and when he saw the look in front of him without hesitation, he gently responded, "Okay."

After a good night's sleep, I woke up the next morning feeling a little dizzy but fully alert.

Fu Yanlin got up early and started a new day's work - continuing to improve the map that was unfinished last night.

Qiao Jin straightened her clothes and approached to examine the rudimentary map. She couldn't help but sigh, "How do you remember it so clearly?"