Tianzihao Xiaobailian

feel sleepy.

When Wang Fuxing opened his eyes in a daze, there was already a scene of the red sun hanging high outside the window. Huating and most of the southern regions of Tianchao were the same. It was summer, but in late winter and early spring just after the Spring Festival, there was plenty of sunshine, but the air It made people feel cold to the bone, but now through the window, the sun was shining on his body, which was not ordinary warmth. Wang Fuxing lay on the bed for a while, finally figured out the cause and effect, stared at the extra-large bottle in front of him, and smiled wryly.

Anyone who is in a desperate situation should insist on some big or small things, commonly known as showing off. After the tragic battle in Da Nian, Wang Fuxing only drank a few Chinese medicines and took time to hang up. After drinking two bottles, he could barely suppress the serious internal and external injuries. Injuries are not a good thing after all, especially some internal and hidden injuries accumulated over the years. Liu Jianguo, a doctor who has saved Wang Fuxing in Jinling I once said that if Wang Fuxing's body is not taken care of, walking will be a problem in the future, let alone fighting with others.

At that time, Xia Qinwei, who had not yet chosen to leave Wang Fuxing, knew that Wang Fuxing would not take three to half a year to rest, but she still told Wang Fuxing the original words. When he heard these words, he simply curled his lips, His body belonged to him, and he was very clear about the condition of the injury. What Liu Jianguo said was not unreasonable, but there was inevitably a hint of a doctor subconsciously frightening the patient.

Wang Fuxing is very aware of his physical condition, he will be wounded at certain points, and he will not be disabled if he takes it, but he will definitely not be able to bear it when he gets old, but he never planned to live to be an old fox in his seventies and eighties from the very beginning. , But now it seems that the accumulation of injuries time and time again, the iron body can't bear it, and now there is really a tendency to develop on the path Liu Jianguo said.

Underestimated the force value of Tang Tianyao's old dog.

He even said that it was a serious underestimation that was completely unexpected!

Wang Fuxing mocked himself a little. According to the strength Tang Tianyao showed that night, it was completely stronger than Tang Qianjun who entered Jinling alone and died in the end. What kind of strength is it, my second grandfather Wang Canglan, who is still shrouded in a veil of mystery and only knows his name, should be the kind of fierce man. That night, a flying knife 50 meters away killed No. Invincible under heaven counts as one old man in a Chinese tunic suit who was destroyed. If combined with his current status, Wang Tianxiong may also be able to enter this rank. As for Tang Tianyao, at least half of them can be counted.

So how tough are Xia Jiuding of the Xia family and Qin Zheng of the Qin family? !

The capital of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is really a big battle map.

Wang Fuxing showed a strange smile that even he himself didn't know the meaning of. He struggled for a while with a pale face, propped up his body, and sat up against the bed. He was not so weak that he couldn't even get out of the bed, but in the short term If you want to exercise vigorously, there is no way.

Wang Fuxing took a breath, his face pale, subconsciously looking for a cigarette, when he heard the bedroom bathroom door being opened, and a slim figure appeared in his sight.

Wang Fuxing was a little different, raised his eyebrows, looked at Chu Qianyuan standing at the door of the bathroom, and said with a smile, "Why didn't you go to work?"

Walking out of the bathroom was Chu Qianyuan, a little girl who is currently working as the general manager of Huating Wenwu Group and is now said to be the deputy general manager soon. Although the Wenwu Group has a strong family business atmosphere, the general It is not realistic for the Chu family to want to sit in a high position easily. During this time, Chu Qianyuan should try his best to show himself to convince others. It is not a good idea to ask for leave to take care of him at this time.

She stood quietly at the door of the bathroom and looked at Wang Fuxing. She was still dressed in high-heeled shoes, tight jeans and a sweater, with her face facing the sky, but her eyes were reddish, and she bit her lip. She just stared at Wang Fuxing without speaking.

I believe that I am a man, but I can't bear the pitiful gesture of my woman who is about to cry.

Wang Fuxing's scalp was also numb for a while, he touched his nose subconsciously, and continued to smile: "I'm fine, I'm not dead yet, look, the water is hanging now, it will be alive and well in a few days, if you don't believe it, After I hang the water in a while, let's do [-] rounds of push-ups?"

If push-ups are still counted by rounds, especially if you say it to your own woman, it's a bit imaginative.

Chu Qianyuan snorted coldly, turned his head to sulk, but muttered in his heart that Wang Fuxing and her did not have many tricks in bed, unless it was for fun, playing some old men pushing carts, Guanyin sitting on lotuses and picking up mountains. In postures like fire, every time Chu Qianyuan blushed and obediently cooperated, but most of the time, Wang Fuxing used the most traditional posture to bully him after she was hugged to bed. But it is better than the classics. In Taoyuan, you can still enjoy the beauties' small mouths and breasts at any time, which is full of wit and wit.

In fact, many experienced veterans have a soft spot for this rather connotative posture, especially when dealing with beautiful women, they can use their bodies to the greatest extent to feel the warmth of the other party, not to mention, they can also look down on them Looking at the beauty's expression of sobriety at first, but gradually becoming blurred and finally satisfied, it is quite a sense of accomplishment.

This very loving posture is the origin of what a certain comrade called push-ups.

Wang Fuxing smiled and beckoned, signaling Chu Qianyuan to come over. Although he knew she was a little angry, Wang Fuxing never had the habit of explaining too much to women. The explanation of all behaviors is a compromise in disguise. He seldom actively pursued a woman, except for Huangfu Lingxi and Chen Hualou who appeared in his world unreasonably, others such as Xia Qinwei, Chu Qianyuan, Yu Xiaowu, and even Ye Yuyan back then, couldn't be called a woman. Chasing after him is all natural and natural, but although he doesn't like to take the initiative to conquer women, once the relationship is established, he often likes to take the absolute initiative in this relationship. In this regard, he respects every woman around him. so it is.

Fang Haoran once said a word when he was in college, and now it seems that he barely deserves the evaluation in one sentence: Fuxing often appears on the stage like a slut, and then completes it like a muddleheaded idiot, even he himself does not know After confirming the relationship, it turned out to be a tall, rich and handsome temper, from passive to active at the beginning, a typical sultry.

Chu Qianyuan moved over reluctantly, and sat beside Wang Fuxing's bed, but did not turn around, but left him with a cute back of his head.

Wang Fuxing didn't mind either, and reached out to play with Chu Qianyuan's hair. The two met for the first time because of the little evil animal Wang Fuyu. Skirts, t-shirts, flat shoes, ponytails, I can't see any arrogance of a rich family, but after following him, she began to change subtly, especially when she entered the civil and military group, her charm rose straightly, her long hair was loose, and her bangs were slanted. According to Wang Fuxing's request, I put on skinny jeans and high heels. The first impression is that she is an easy-going but not easy-to-compromise woman. She is a little stubborn and persistent, very cute, and this picture has fascinated most of the Wenwu Group headquarters. The delicate melon-seeded face of the young worker is always calm and quiet, without any ripples. Only when facing Wang Fuxing, will he show the gentleness and charm of a woman.

"Front edge."

Wang Fuxing yelled softly, with a soft tone, smelling the very fresh perfume smell from her body, and touching the small head that she left on the back of his head in anger, the pain in his whole body seemed to have eased a lot.

"what?"

Chu Qianyuan replied fiercely, but there was a hint of crying in his tone.

She knew how bumpy and difficult the road Wang Fuxing chose was. There was a big Buddha at home, but the man beside him had achieved more than her uncle. The uncle, who is regarded as a hero, smiled wryly and said that in the rivers and lakes above, even he could not understand the flowers in the fog, but the ups and downs of swords and swords will only increase. It is said that the higher you go, the more dangerous you go. Jianghu food is not so delicious. To restore the current status, it is even more difficult to turn back.

These are almost Chu Chengwu's original words. Chu Qianyuan remembers them very clearly, but even though she knows the darkness and ups and downs of this road, every time she sees her man hurt, she still cries secretly, feels distressed, and worries.

She wasn't angry, but she was really afraid of this kind of life, afraid that he would encounter a greater danger in the future, so great that he could not overcome it.

"The breasts on the front edge have grown a little bit, come on, stand up and let me touch the buttocks if they have also become warped."

Wang Fuxing said brazenly, the two had contacted countless times at a negative distance, and there was no secret about each other, and Wang Fuxing also talked freely, and in this case, coaxing is obviously not good, it is better to If the sword is slanted, start from other aspects.

Sure enough, Chu Qianyuan blushed instantly, and lightly patted away Wang Fuxing's paw that was touching his chest along his hair, and said angrily, "Rogue!"

Wang Fuxing is no longer trying to climb the peak, and continues to reach Teacher Chu's buttocks. It seems that he has made up his mind to feel whether her buttocks are more round and smooth. Compared with half a year ago, Chu Qianyuan, who has been developed by men, is undoubtedly more beautiful. Attractive, the figure and aura of a young woman are still as delicate as a girl. When a woman reaches her level, the simple appearance and height of her figure are no longer important, they are all men's pimples.

Chu Qianyuan turned his head and glared at Wang Fuxing. Under the influence of his body, his buttocks inevitably lifted slightly. Wang Fuxing stretched out his hand directly. In this way, it was as if Teacher Chu deliberately sat on Wang Fuxing's palm. Even redder, the apex anger that had been accumulated disappeared without a trace, and he no longer cared about being angry. He tried to take Wang Fuxing's hand away, but failed. He subconsciously twisted his body and said in a trembling voice, "Don't move around."

"Come on, lie down."

Wang Fuxing smiled softly, feeling helpless as he felt Chu Qianyuan's sensitive and trembling body. At this time, if he still thought about the other party's Miaoman body, he would really be a beast. That's what he really thought. It's really exciting to touch the restricted area of ​​his woman's body with a hint of playfulness mixed with this kind of affection.

Chu Qianyuan obviously did the same.

Being played with by the man I love...

Which girl will not have a strange body when she thinks of it?

Chu Qianyuan took off his shoes, lay down obediently, and carefully leaned sideways in Wang Fuxing's arms, letting his hand explore his buttocks through the jeans without saying a word.

Holding this warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, Wang Fuxing was also silent.

The atmosphere is quiet.

The time is right.

"revival."

After a long time, Chu Qianyuan called out softly, lying in the man's arms, motionless.

Wang Fuxing hummed lightly, his palm was still stroking Chu Qianyuan's buttocks, but he didn't have much lust. He seemed to be in a trance.

"Don't work hard in the future, okay?"

Chu Qianyuan said softly, with a quiet tone, full of the purest concerns and worries of a little woman.

Wang Fuxing was silent for a while, then came back to his senses, laughed dumbly, patted her buttocks, and said with a smile, "Silly girl, what will you eat if you don't work hard?"

"I can support you."

Chu Qianyuan raised her head subconsciously, her pretty face was warm, but when she saw Wang Fuxing's calm expression, she instantly became nervous again.

She knew that she had no problem raising him, but she couldn't revive the Wang family.

revival.

He can be called this name, these two words, is already his goal in this life.

Chu Qianyuan carefully held Wang Fuxing's hand gently. As soon as she said the words, she regretted a little, not because she regretted raising him, but because she was afraid that he would get angry.

Wang Fuxing didn't speak, he grabbed Chu Qianyuan's little head and bowed his head to kiss him.

Relieved, Chu Qianyuan closed his eyes and put his arms around his neck, as if to please Wang Fuxing to taste his little tongue.

In Wang Fuxing's memory, it seems that Chu Qianyuan seldom caters so actively.

Injury not only means a decline in physical strength, but also a decline in the willpower to resist temptation.

Just when Wang Fuxing habitually wanted to take off Chu Qianyuan's sweater, Chu Qianyuan finally realized what he was doing, struggled to leave Wang Fuxing, sat up from the bed, his eyes were blurred, he panted quietly, and bit his lip Said softly: "You are still hurt."

Wang Fuxing was in pain for a while, not only in the balls, but this time he seemed to be hurting all over his body. He gritted his teeth and looked at the few bottles, smiled wryly, shook his head and said, lifted the quilt, pulled out the needle directly and said, "accompany me Go for a walk in the hospital and enjoy the cold wind."

Chu Qianyuan hesitated, hesitated to speak, and finally ran over to take out a coat and put it on Wang Fuxing. His current ward is next to Huangfu Lingxi's. When he went out, he looked in Huangfu Lingxi's ward. No one, Wang Fuxing Fuxing is not worried, the situation of Sister Shenxian is getting better every day, and now she has to be pushed out for examination every day. The small bottle of pills back then is almost finished, and even Wang Fuxing thinks that she is about to wake up.

Taking the elevator downstairs, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, but the cold wind still kept Huating's winter style. Wang Fuxing's face was pale, and he subconsciously wrapped his coat tightly. Chu Qianyuan held his arm obediently. Birds depend on people, virtuous and virtuous.

Wang Fuxing walks very slowly, and there is nothing unusual in the hospital, except for the sick and wounded. Wang Fuxing, who was injured and pale and wearing a coat, could not attract the attention of others at all, but the well-behaved and gentle Chu Qianyuan attracted many people. With less eyesight, Wang Fuxing subconsciously came to the front of the flower bed where he met the little girl named Fei'er, and was stunned for a moment.

I don't know if it was due to fate or the so-called fate, a little girl wrapped in a thick down jacket and carved with powder and jade, who looks like a crystal doll, is actually sitting beside the flower bed, talking to herself with her head down, muttering words.

For a moment, Wang Fuxing even thought it was an illusion.

The smile on the corner of Wang Fuxing's mouth gradually widened, he patted Chu Qianyuan's hand, and said with a soft smile, "Fei'er?"

The girl suddenly raised her head, and the moment she saw Wang Fuxing, her small face suddenly glowed, and she jumped up with sincere joy on her face, and said happily, "Uncle?"

Children are children, they don't know how to hide, there is no hypocrisy.

Wang Fuxing's gentle smile became softer, and he nodded slightly.

Fei'er, with a small face, ran directly to Wang Fuxing, only ran two times, stopped again, looked at her in a daze, then lowered her head, and said weakly: "Uncle is also sick, it must be Fei'er's infection." It's for uncle, alas."

Wang Fuxing was also amused by the child's last sigh. He walked over and touched her little head, and said with a smile, "Is Fei'er's cold still not healed? It's cold, so I can't go out to play often, so be more careful."

"I'm just waiting for uncle here."

Fei'er raised her head, as if she didn't dare to get too close to Wang Fuxing, as if she was afraid of infecting Wang Fuxing again.

Wang Fuxing squatted down, picked up the child with some difficulty, put her on his lap, sat by the flower bed, and smiled, "Do you come every day?"

Fei'er nodded seriously, with a sweet smile: "Mom and the doctor uncle told me to rest more. Every day I wake up and come to wait for uncle, but my mother said that uncle is very busy, so I can only wait for 5 minutes a day."

Wang Fuxing couldn't help laughing. The cuteness of the child lies in her seriousness. He touched her forehead casually and found it wasn't hot. Wang Fuxing didn't think too much about it. It should be a common cold. Nowadays, children are born in the hands of their parents. Baby, I have a headache and brain fever and rush to contribute to the hospital. Wang Fuxing recalled, remembering that he saw that young woman once later, without saying a word, she drove a red Volvo car, the price was 50 million, and the family conditions It shouldn't be much worse.

"Fairy, where's your mother?"

Wang Fuxing smiled lightly, he didn't have too many dirty thoughts about that young woman who was so exquisite that she could be called a state, but it's always good to take a second look.

"I took my mother to wait for my uncle, and she went to buy ice cream for me."

Fei'er said seriously, the sentence that she brought her mother made people dumbfounded.

Wang Fuxing put his chin against the child's small head, and smiled softly, "Did you make mom angry? Did you cry after the injection?"

"May'er is very sensible and rarely makes her mother angry."

The child pursed his mouth slightly, and did not answer the second question, as if he had a guilty conscience.

"Well, she worked very hard. A mother is great. A mother who insists on taking care of her children alone is even greater. Mayfair, you have to remember that your mother is not easy. You can't let her be sad and disappointed, you know? "

Wang Fuxing said softly, looking through the building into the distance.

The mother in my memory seems to always be a very quiet woman, gentle, graceful, beautiful, a good mother, a good wife, and a good daughter-in-law, all of which have been perfected in her. It reflects that it is difficult for people to pick out the shortcomings At that time, Xiao Wang Fuxing didn't think anything of it, but when he grew up, he realized how precious his mother was. The Wang family, which stood at the top, fell to the bottom of society overnight. At that time, his mother still didn't dislike her Came to Huating, hard work?sad?Wang Fuxing has never heard her complaints, she seems to always stay in her own corner, smiling quietly and softly, watching her growth.

For so many years, every time Wang Fuxing thinks about it from time to time, all he can remember is the pair of eyes full of aura and softness, while the others are somewhat blurred.

"It's not easy for Mayfair."

The little girl sighed again in an old-fashioned way, and there seemed to be genuine sadness on her little face.

Chu Qianyuan smiled, this child is very cute.

Wang Fuxing didn't smile, but nodded slightly, and said seriously: "Well, it's not easy."

Mayfair smiled sweetly, very happy.

A beautiful young woman with a small box of Yili ice cream came to Wang Fuxing, smiled softly and said, "Thank you."

A smile is a smile that makes people feel like spring breeze.

Wang Fuxing shook his head, still hugged Fei'er and said, "It's all trivial."

"Are you OK?"

The young woman handed the ice cream to her daughter. Seeing that her daughter didn't intend to get off this man, she couldn't say much. He and her were not friends, but they were definitely not enemies either.

"It's all right. Little things."

Wang Fuxing still said, with an understatement.

The young woman named Ye Wei's eyes were in a trance, and the complicated expression disappeared in a flash.

He didn't know anything about her.

But she had heard too much about this young man who had made the whole delta uneasy for half a year.

Not easy and trivial?

Ye Wei smiled. She didn't want to know too much about this person and this person's world, but that night, he heard Uncle Wang mention it intentionally or unintentionally.

The pale young man in front of him has suffered serious injuries that can drag down a person's body almost every day since his debut!

glory?

not at all.

At least from Ye Wei's point of view, this is the heartache and resentment of a man who refuses to bow his head and always grits his teeth and sneaks.

It is quite difficult.

Wang Fuxing lowered his head, put into his mouth a scoop of ice cream that Feier took the initiative to dig out, finally raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, it was natural and impeccable, I don't know if it was the first time in his life to take the initiative, he lightly She smiled and said, "Sister Wei, if you're not busy going upstairs, why don't you sit down and have a chat?"

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