Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

If you like it, then go for it.

Even his second brother wasn't as considerate as him.

Fu Sichen, who had been holding back her tears, suddenly felt a pang of sadness and started to feel upset again. She wasn't usually a crybaby, but she felt so bad inside.

He doesn't like me.

She wants to get along well with him, but what if he doesn't like her?

Fu Sichen felt wronged.

Yu Shinan's brow furrowed deeply. "Why?"

"I don't know, maybe he's blind." She sniffled, feeling wronged and angry.

If she's listless, does Lin Yuanqing have energy?

Lin Yuanqing just likes to twist her waist from side to side, looking like she can't stand up straight and has a herniated disc, and she thinks she has a big butt and big breasts.

Men are all shallow and blind.

My second brother is the same.

But at least Sister Qingcheng has real talent.

Does Lin Yuanqing have one?

Fu Sichen expressed doubt and dissatisfaction.

The more resentful you are, the more painful it is to not get what you want.

Yu Shinan couldn't help but chuckle as he listened to her slightly annoyed complaints. He was relieved that she could still complain like this.

"He's blind, it's good that you're not. Find someone who likes you too." Yu Shinan pulled her arms away from him. "Get up, the ground is cold."

She sat on his lap, her little bottom pressed against his two hard legs. He couldn't see what was under her skirt, but he could clearly feel the soft curve of her thighs pressing against his.

It's often said that when alcohol hits, a person's self-control drops drastically, and that might be true.

He desperately wanted to create distance between them.

Fu Sichen supported himself on his shoulders and stood up. As he stood up, the hair tie on his head came loose, and his long hair spread out from the back of his head, cascading down and covering his face.

Strands of hair slipped across his face, obscuring his eyes and stirring his heart.

Almost instinctively, Yu Shinan reached out and grabbed it. Fu Sichen cried out in pain as his head slammed into Yu Shinan's.

Their foreheads bumped together, her hair like a curtain, blocking out everything outside and allowing only the two of them to see each other.

His gaze was as deep and dark as a deep forest where wild beasts roamed. It met her startled, dewy eyes. They were too close, so close that their breaths mingled and they could almost hear each other swallowing. When Fu Sichen looked down, she could see his lips. Her teeth chattered and her breathing suddenly became labored.

Yu Shinan suddenly let go, braced his hands on the ground, and lifted her up by placing his arm under her armpit.

"It's getting late, you should go home soon." He told her to leave, his voice hoarse, terribly hoarse. "I'll have the driver take you."

Fu Sichen looked at him, wanting to say something, but ultimately said nothing.

go away.

Once everyone left, Yu Shinan lay on the bed and cursed under his breath.

I'm feeling tipsy and sleepy.

Can't sleep.

He got up to take a shower, but the summer temperature was too high and the cold water wasn't strong enough to suppress his animalistic instincts.

He simply let it go.

The woman's long hair cascaded down her back, undulating like black waves in the depths of her eyes with each movement.

The man's muscles taut, forming beautiful lines. His voice, muffled in his throat, was deep and suppressed, like a restrained wild beast, yet incredibly sexy.

Unfortunately, others can't see it.

Only he himself knew what kind of filthy soul lay beneath this man's seemingly upright exterior.

Yu Shinan's eyes were red as cold water gushed down. He braced himself against the bathroom wall with one hand, water cascading down his back, which was clearly defined by its bones and muscles.

His jawline was taut, water streamed down his face, dripping down, but it couldn't wash away the heat in his body, nor could it wash away the unwarranted desire in his heart.

……

We returned to Jingshan No. 1.

Fu Jingting went to pack up Xu Yuan.

Accompanying you to bathe, telling you stories, and sleeping together.

After the father, who was accompanying Xu Qingcheng, finished making Xu Qingcheng's wish, he came out to find Xu Qingcheng drying her hair with a towel.

I just washed myself, and my body feels damp.

Black hair, fair skin, red dress.

This woman always arouses his desire, no matter the time.

"Is Yuanyuan asleep?" Xu Qingcheng asked him.

"Hmm, she's asleep." Fu Jingting took the towel from her hand and dried her hair.

The movements were very gentle and increasingly skillful.

Xu Qingcheng stood in front of him, letting him serve her. She couldn't help but smile, and looked at him through her eyes from under the towel, her heart overflowing with love. She grabbed his shirt with her fingers and pulled him closer to her.

"What are you doing?" He looked down at her.

Xu Qingcheng's eyebrows curved into a smile. She stood on tiptoe and gently bit his chin. "Look how handsome you are."

Just a light bite.

It was as if she had lit a fire on his jawline, and it started to spread from there. Fu Jingting's hand holding the towel paused. He looked down at her and warned, "You've got me hooked, haven't you?"

Xu Qingcheng smiled.

Yes, that's what got him hooked.

Seeing her smile like that, the man couldn't get angry at all.

Fu Jingting ran his fingers through her hair. The towel absorbed the water, and her hair was already half dry. He helped her fix her hair, and as his fingers ran through her hair, he was suddenly overwhelmed with emotion, his hands filled with tender feelings.

He placed his hand behind her head, lowered his head, and kissed her passionately, until she couldn't help but moan softly. She leaned against him, her eyes shimmering.

Fu Jingting braced himself against her with his arms, showering her with delicate kisses on her ears and neck. The woman in his arms leaned softly against him, letting him take her as he pleased, her lips half-bitten, "Don't, you said you were going to hold back."

The woman's voice was lewd and indecent, and Fu Jingting's forehead twitched as he listened. He suddenly picked her up and said, "I can't hold back today."

Xu Qingcheng wrapped her arms around his neck and laughed, but suddenly cried out and put one hand on her stomach.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jingting quickly put her on the bed. All the romantic feelings vanished with her cry. "Does it hurt? Or what?"

"Touch it."

Xu Qingcheng pulled his hand and pressed it against her stomach.

Fu Jingting suddenly realized, "They...made a move?"

"Mm." Xu Qingcheng nodded.

There had been some movement in her belly for a while, but every time Fu Jingting put his hand over, the little one would become extremely quiet.

The expectant father has never experienced the little one greeting him on his own initiative before.

My belly moved very slightly again.

This time, without Xu Qingcheng even asking, Fu Jingting's eyes widened. "It's been moved."

He couldn't hide his excitement; he found it novel, and the origin of life always brings joy.

Fu Jingting pressed his ear against her belly and patiently greeted the two babies inside, saying, "Be good, don't be naughty, Mommy works very hard."

The man spoke with a very serious tone.

Xu Qingcheng laughed and tugged at his ear with her finger, "Do you want to think of a name for the baby?"

Fu Jingting looked up at her. "Do you have a favorite name?"

"No," Xu Qingcheng shook her head. "You get up this time."

Her eyes were like water, and she wished that what she had missed back then, she could give to him this time and not miss it again.

Fu Jingting smiled and hugged the person in his arms. "Okay."

The two chatted sweetly for a while, and then Xu Qingcheng asked him, "By the way, what were those people doing when we came out of the Silver Bay Hotel?"

She frowned, clearly annoyed.

"Someone familiar with Yu Shinan?"

"It should be said that those people were originally members of the Yu family, but they became powerful overnight and turned the world upside down."