Failed to run with the ball with his best friend! The prince of Beijing circle went crazy

Xu Qingyue and Su Lanxin walked into the security check hand in hand.

When Xu Qingyue entered the security checkpoint, she couldn't help but look back. Fu Yu was still standing there with his hands in his pockets.

He kept watching them until they entered the waiting room and disappeared completely.

Su Lanxin comforted her: "Don't panic, it's not like we won't see each other anymore. Let's go out and have fun. It won't be easy to go out when your belly gets bigger, so let's have some fun now."

"Mom, you're right."

"Let's go, let's go, first stop is Chicago, go, go!" Su Lanxin is much more energetic than Xu Qingyue.

Rushing forward with great pride.

Xu Qingyue followed behind, feeling both amused and helpless.

My mother-in-law seems to be much more lovely after the divorce, and she is full of energy.

Look at this scumbag, Mr. Fu. He has committed such a sin that he has wasted people's lives like that.

……

This night, the Fu family was quieter than usual.

Shen Xingtong sat on the sofa and watched variety shows boredly.

Fu Heng never came out after entering the study.

She was watching the variety show while glancing towards the stairs.

Got it.

She also said that she would deliberately be cold to Fu Heng. Now it seems that a certain man is much colder than her, so there is no need for her to be cold to others.

She was struggling to think about what kind of drama she should play next to make Fu Heng even colder towards her?

She couldn't pay any attention to what was being broadcast on the variety show at that time.

She felt that she was really wasting her talent and should have applied to the acting department and become an actor.

Steady footsteps came from upstairs.

Fu Heng went downstairs!

As soon as she heard Fu Heng's footsteps, she immediately changed to a very awkward posture. Making sure that Fu Heng's eyes were on her, she deliberately put her legs on the table and supported her arms on the back of the sofa.

She was shaking her legs in a sloppy manner, looking totally out of character.

At this point, the housekeeper and the servants all left.

They don't like to have servants in their villa at night.

If the housekeeper saw this, he would be shocked.

Fu Heng came to the sofa, looked at her ruffian look calmly, and said nothing.

Shen Xingtong waited for him to frown and scold her for being dishonest, but who knew...

Instead of scolding or frowning, he sat down.

Then--

The man stretched out his long fingers and moved her legs to his thighs.

Shen Xingtong: “???????”

Is this guy mistaken?

Hey!

She should be criticized for this behavior!

"Fu Heng." Shen Xingtong deliberately called him by his name again.

Fu Heng raised his eyes, his gaze blazing, "Are you willing to call me by my name?"

Shen Xingtong: “…………”

Why is he not playing by the rules? How can she make a move?!!!

Shen Xingtong took a deep breath, "I'm disrespecting you by calling your name, why don't you seem to care?"

"Who told you that calling someone by their name is disrespectful?" the man asked back with a smile.

"Are you tired?" Fu Heng asked again.

Shen Xingtong looked at him in confusion. Who was discussing with him whether he was tired or not? She was discussing the issue of respect or not!

Fu Heng lowered his eyes and massaged her legs.

"What are you doing?" Shen Xingtong tried to retract her legs, but he pulled her back hard.

"Don't move." He lowered his voice and warned, "Fu Yu said that you should serve your wife occasionally. I think that makes sense."

Shen Xingtong's mouth twitched secretly.

What is Fu Yu teaching!!!

How could she, such a stoic and aloof Buddhist, become like this?

"You...you're trying to please me. I don't want to do anything with you tonight, so don't waste your time."

After she gave the warning, she found that Fu Heng seemed quite happy, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

Shen Xingtong suspected that this person had been hit on the head?

It's normal, shouldn't I be angry?

How could she understand Fu Heng's train of thought?

What the man thought was that she finally stopped acting.

He wanted the most authentic version of her, even if she was a little weird or fierce.

Shen Xingtong found that no matter what tricks she used, it was useless, and the more aggressive she was, the happier he seemed.

It seems that Fu Heng is indeed a masochist?

The kind that likes to be abused?

Then she made a mistake!

Fu Heng's leg massage wasn't very professional, but it was still comfortable, making her relax unconsciously.

"Xingtong, are you tired?" a man asked in a low voice.

Shen Xingtong was enjoying herself and squinting her eyes with satisfaction. She momentarily forgot that she wanted to keep a distance from Fu Heng, and she hummed softly several times with her red lips.

"Shall I massage your shoulders?" the man coaxed.

"Okay." As a result, Shen Xingtong couldn't resist the temptation and agreed immediately.

After she agreed, she suddenly came to her senses and secretly wanted to slap herself.

What's good!

Fu Heng had already put her legs down and picked her up and placed her on his lap.

"I'll press it for you."

Then, without waiting for Shen Xingtong to say anything, he used his hands, which were quite strong but measured well, to press on her shoulders, which was surprisingly relaxing.

Shen Xingtong couldn't help but sigh: "So comfortable~"

Behind him, Fu Heng chuckled softly.

He learned it by watching videos on the spur of the moment.

I didn't expect it to be useful.

When Shen Xingtong heard his laughter, her face turned red and she scratched the ground with her toes in embarrassment.

"Star pupil."

"Ok?"

"Did you go to the hospital yesterday?"

This one sentence made Shen Xingtong's originally relaxed body suddenly tense up.

She thought Fu Heng didn't notice her, but he actually saw her?

"You...I...I recently went to see a doctor because of my stomach discomfort."

The big hand that was pressing on her shoulder stopped.

This action made Shen Xingtong a little confused. He held her waist, held her on his legs and turned her around, so that Shen Xingtong turned around to face him.

Now, meeting his gaze, there was no way to avoid it.

Fu Heng usually has a very strong aura, especially when he stares at someone.

Even though he had just massaged her and served her with a softened attitude, his cold and sharp aura was still too strong to be ignored.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable? What are the test results?"

Shen Xingtong was a little nervous at first, but she discovered that the coldness in his eyes was mixed with worry.

That doesn't look like acting.

He...cares about her?

impossible?

Does Fu Heng care about others?

Shen Xingtong immediately denied this idea, thinking that he might just be worried that he couldn't have sex with her tonight.

"It's nothing, not a big problem, just an endocrine disorder."

Shen Xingtong explained with a smile, not wanting to dwell on this topic.

She was not interested in who Fu Heng went to see in the hospital, so she did not ask who Fu Heng went to see, nor did she reveal that she had seen him in the hospital.

Fu Heng looked at her deeply and didn't ask any more questions.

"It's getting late, go upstairs and go to bed."

He picked the man up.

Shen Xingtong was caught off guard and had to quickly reach out and hug him, not wanting him to fall to the ground. What if he had a miscarriage?

Fu Heng saw that she was hugging him tightly and curled his lips slightly.

Little liars are sometimes quite cute.