Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

334 Chapter 335: Have you ever told you that I love you

After the entanglement ended, Jiang Yi lay on the bed, all the bones in her body were clamoring and singing.

The internal organs crowded together to fight for that little fresh air.

Fu Xiting was lying on his side, with his arms folded behind his head, and he felt full afterwards, completely different from the drained Jiang Yi.

The man's greeting palm walked on her back, along the waistline to the butterfly bone, and then down from the butterfly valley on the other side to the waistline, with provocative movements, and landed on her hips from time to time.

The lazy appearance seems to be playing with rare treasures.

Jiang Yi lay on the bed, letting him tease her.

When there is not much air in and out, life preservation is the most important thing.

Fu Xiting's haze of the past few days was swept away, like a vampire who hadn't sucked blood for a long time suddenly had a big meal.

That taste is even more wonderful as if it has absorbed Yang Qi.

If the vice presidents of Dongting had known that this could be solved with a single shot, they would have tied Jiang Yi over.

"So blatant, aren't you afraid that others will find out?" Jiang Yi lazily pulled her face out of the quilt.

Fu Xiting moved closer and kissed her butterfly bone: "I must be fully prepared to let you come."

If he hadn't prepared for this, he would have been caught long ago.

"You bought Mengyao too?"

"That's not true," Fu Xiting curled Jiang Yi's hair with his fingertips, going up and down round and round.

"What did Si Bai tell you today?"

"Let me find Mengyao."

"What did you say?" Jiang Yi turned over and was pulled into his arms by Fu Xiting.

"I did not say anything."

"Really?" Jiang Yi didn't believe it.

"What good will it do me to lie to you? Have a rest?"

Seeing that Jiang Yi had the strength to speak, the man regained his mind.

Jiang Yi's heartbeat stopped for a few beats when he heard these four words, and he wished he could die on the spot.

"No," she retorted.

Fu Xiting pondered for a while, staring straight at Jiang Yi, making her feel apprehensive.

She shrank her neck, trying to reduce her sense of existence, while Fu Xiting, with her big palm covered under the quilt, her fingertips rising and falling like tapping on a piano, seriously recalled the past with Jiang Yi: "When will I go?" Southeast Asia?"

Jiang Yi thought for a while, and didn't understand why Fu Xiting suddenly mentioned this, so he could only respond truthfully: "Early October."

"What's the date?" Fu Xiting asked again.

"Mid-November,"

"How long has it been?" Fu Xiting stared at her, with whirlpools hidden in his eyes.

Jiang Yi swallowed: "One and a half months."

The man nodded Wen Wen, as if he was afraid that Jiang Yi was not good at math, so he began to calculate for her: "One and a half months, 46 days, [-] hours, we only did it this time tonight, Miss Jiang, you You probably forgot what you promised me?"

Jiang Yi: ......... was dug by this man again.

Jiang Yi pursed her lips, and did not admit defeat. She put her hand around Fu Xiting's neck, flattering and coquettish: "One time for Fu Xiting, two hours, 120 minutes, according to the average person's time every 10 minutes, that's 12 times gone."

Fu Xiting didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard Jiang Yi's crooked words.

Are you praising him for being great or what are you trying to do?
"10 minutes at a time?" the man asked, "You compare me to those who can't lift?"

Jiang Yi: ... "It's just a hypothesis."

Fu Xiting: "This assumption is not valid."

"Don't..."

have to!She has become Fu Xiting's Chinese food again.

In the early morning of the next day, Fu Xiting called Guan Qing to bring a change of clothes and breakfast. Just as the things were put down, a lion's roar sounded in the bedroom. Guan Qing heard that something was wrong, put down the things and found an excuse and left.

When Fu Xiting went in, he didn't see Jiang Yi on the bed, but was squatting on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed.

"What's the matter?" The man walked over in his nightgown, and the first thing he saw was Jiang Yi's wet panties lying on the ground.

This pair of underwear, if you take it off and put it on overnight, it will be out of shape a long time ago.

Fu Xiting looked at it, couldn't help laughing a little, reached out and touched his nose: "Change another one."

"Do I have it?" Jiang Yi asked back with a cold face, sinister and fierce.

Fu Xiting:
Indeed no.

This is not Yu Garden, this is not the villa where Jiang Yi lives now.

At best, it can only be regarded as a temporary hotel, he occasionally comes here to rest, this is before marriage, as for after marriage, he rarely comes here.

"Wash and dry?" Fu Xiting gave a solution. Even if Jiang Yi was unwilling, it seemed that there was no better choice.

"Eat breakfast first," the man helped his lover up from the ground, and took Jiang Yi's hand to the restaurant.

"Did you go down and buy it?" Combined with the neat clothes of the man, it's not hard for Jiang Yi to think.

"En," Fu Xiting responded.

Rare, really rare.

The two have stayed in Yu Garden for a long time, and all daily life is handled by servants. Under the premise of relying on others for everything, there will be less human fireworks, but Fu Xiting's behavior this morning reminds Jiang Yi of They left Zou Yin and Jiang Kuo.

The normal, everyday life.

Although bland and tasteless, at least it is mixed with true feelings.

"Where's Fang Chi?"

Jiang Yi wondered, shouldn't this kind of thing be Fang Chi's responsibility?
"Closed!"

"what?"

"The mouth is not strict," Fu Xiting handed the fritters to Jiang Yi, and summed up the reason why Fang Chi was rejected in four short words.

If that nagging character hadn't been sincere enough for Fu Xiting, he would have been replaced long ago.

"Meng Qian didn't get anything from me, so there must be other actions, did you find someone to watch?" Jiang Yi asked Fu Xiting while eating breakfast.

"I hope they don't dawdle too much," Fu Xiting's only requirement is to settle the grievances and grudges as soon as possible. This sneaky relationship between him and Jiang Yi will last for a long time.

Obviously, he couldn't accept it.

Jiang Yi stirred the porridge in the bowl with chopsticks, and his thoughts drifted for a while: "Aren't you afraid that Mengyao will tell the story?"

"He's not that stupid," Fu Xiting said affirmatively, as if everything around him was under his control, even Mengyao was no exception.

Jiang Yi asked with a smile, "Why are you so sure?"

"If she had thought it through, she wouldn't have had an abortion. She could have used her pregnancy as an excuse to force Si Bai to take responsibility for her. If she didn't do this, it proves that the water in her mind has been drained."

Fu Xiting's analysis is simple and crude.

Jiang Yi listened, unable to refute for a while.

After breakfast, Jiang Yi received a call from Wen Sirui, got up and went to the guest room to answer the call.

When he came out again, Fu Xiting was no longer in the living room.

She walked over looking for the sound, only to see Fu Xiting standing in front of the sink fumbling her underwear in the bathroom, with a hair dryer in hand, as if she was about to dry it after washing.

Jiang Yi was in a trance for a while, she never thought about today.

If a man with a lot of money does everything with money, everyone will only take him for granted.

Jiang Yi imagined that Fu Xiting's solution for her today was to ask people from the shopping mall to send some new ones, or let people from Yuyuan come.

But what he never expected was that Fu Xiting would scrub and wash her underwear himself.

Jiang Yi loaded the door of the bathroom with a little red face: "Let me come!"

Fu Xiting turned off the tap, wrung out the wet panties in his hands: "No problem."

Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting and felt that the man in front of him was not real.

It seems to have seen another side of Fu Xiting.

So she said: "Are you not taboo?"

Fu Xiting blows her underwear with those hair dryers, and casually responds: "What are the taboos?"

"Many men can't accept the ideology of the gentleman far away from the kitchen, like your behavior today."

Fu Xiting kept changing the angle of his underwear with a hair dryer in one hand: "They mind because they were born in an ordinary family. You ask them to stand in my place and try it. If a man who doesn't even have a family even has this If everything has to be counted, what else is left in this life?"

Hearing Fu Xiting's words, Jiang Yi remembered what Mengyao said, she leaned against the door and began to chat: "Mengyao told me a few days ago that you and Si Bai didn't understand."

"Although you have all suffered hardships since you were young, but your ways of dealing with things vary greatly. Si Bai is more like the kind of flower that grows in a greenhouse. He can't stand it when he suddenly throws it into a freezing place. Although I will struggle hard, but after the struggle, there are still some distortions in my heart, and you are different... "

"The difference is that I grew up in the ice and snow since I was a child. I long for warmth and cherish it." Fu Xiting casually took Jiang Yi's words.

The indifferent Jiang Yi didn't seem to be talking about himself with him at this time.

"I'm different from Si Bo, I can't let women follow me to endure hardships." Fu Xiting turned off the hair dryer in his hand, and the buzzing stopped.

He came over, pressed Jiang Yi's head and kissed her thin lips fiercely: "It's a bit bitter, men can eat enough, women are born to enjoy happiness."

"Go and change," Fu Xiting stuffed the underpants into her hands, Jiang Yi took them, and went into the cloakroom still wearing yesterday's suit.

"Aren't you afraid that I will become the next Meng Shu?" A young lady who was used to having no bottom line by her family.

"You are not her, and you will never become her, and there is no second her in the whole country." Fu Xiting said while putting clothes on himself.

Jiang Yi was puzzled: "Why do you say that?"

"Meng Shu's grandfather, this is..." Fu Xiting gave a thumbs up and pointed to the sky.

Then he continued: "Meng Shu's father arranges this..."

Fu Xiting stretched out two fingers and shook, Jiang Yi understood, the second child in the country.

"Then, there is the current Meng Qian," Fu Xiting pulled the tie on the sofa and handed it to Jiang Yi, who naturally put on the tie for him.

"So, do you think there can still be Meng Shu in this world?"

That is definitely not possible. Apart from hard work, everything depends on luck. Meng Shu is a master.

From the ancient hereditary system to the present, the existence of Meng Shu will not be realized again.

"Then why did Meng Shu marry your father?"

"Stupid!" Fu Xiting gave the answer concisely.

"The reform of the times needs to pay a price. If they want to protect their position, they must spend a lot of money to fill it. Where does the money come from?" Fu Xiting said this blatantly.

Where does the money come from?
If you don't kill people and set fire to rob banks, then you can only use some means.

And this method can't be too open and aboveboard.

Jiang Yi understood.

She finished tying the tie and was about to take her hand back, but Fu Xiting pressed her into his arms, and the man's face rubbed against her neck: "Did I tell you that I love you?"

Jiang Yi thought for a while: "I told you! What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I really want to tell you again today," Fu Xiting put his hand on her waist and squeezed it slowly.

Jiang Yi felt that Fu Xiting was a little strange today, and looked at him in surprise: "Is there something you are hiding from me?"

Fu Xiting smiled and said, "Is there anything else I dare to hide from you?"

Jiang Yi: ...

When the two parted, Fu Xiting didn't go to the company, but went directly to Meng Shu's villa.

As soon as I entered, I smelled a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Fu Xiting looked at Meng Shu who was sitting on the chair. She had just gotten up, as if she hadn't eaten breakfast yet, she was wearing a suit of home clothes, her hair was washed and her short hair was sticking up meticulously.

Even if she was sick, she couldn't hide the extravagance around her.

In other people's words, Meng Shu is also a princess in trouble.

"Sir," Wen Qi felt a little flustered when he saw Fu Xiting coming. Whenever these two were together, something unexpected would always happen.

"You go out first," Fu Xiting pulled a chair aside and sat opposite Meng Shu.

He waved his hand to let Wen Qi go out.

Wen Qi wanted to say something, but she didn't leave until Meng Shu also spoke.

Fu Xiting seemed to feel a little hot, and reached out to tear off the tie around his neck.

But when he thought that the tie was made by Jiang Yi, the hand buttoning the tie stopped, and he reached out to take off the suit jacket on his body: "Tell me! What can you do with me?"

"I want to meet that child," Meng Shu said today because she wanted to meet, not want to meet.

This means that her attitude today is very firm.

Fu Xiting nodded: "Want to see?"

"Okay," he was very easy to talk to, and it was also rare that Meng Shu didn't flinch at her when she mentioned the child.

When Fu Xiting came in this day, he took a bottle of mineral water from the car, probably because of the painful lessons he learned many years ago, he was always extra careful when he was with Meng Shu.

The man reached out to unscrew the bottle of mineral water and took a sip of water. He held the cap in one hand and the body of the bottle in the other: "I'll ask you a few questions, and you answer them truthfully."

Meng Shu seemed to have seen the light, and she spoke eagerly: "Ask."

"What have you heard recently?" Fu Xiting said it was Wang Zha.

The fried Meng Shu's face turned pale, and her hands on her knees tightened suddenly.

She has heard a lot of things recently, from Meng Qian... to Fu Xiting, to that child.

But she couldn't say these words. Fu Xiting took care of her, gave her food and drink, and gave her a good life, but he didn't give her freedom. She finally had the opportunity to get news from the outside world, so she couldn't just give it up for nothing.

"You just need to tell me who owns that child now." Meng Shu asked slightly beggingly.

Fu Xiting took a sip of mineral water, touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and spoke slowly: "Su Xin."

(End of this chapter)