Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 196 Hold On, Let Me Hold You

Soon, Fu Heng realized his gaffe. He coughed lightly, collected his expression, looked down at Chu Ci condescendingly, and frowned: "Why did you get so wet?"

Chu Ci raised his face to see him, his eyes flashed with astonishment, isn't he abroad, why is he here in the old house now?

Originally, she thought that she would not meet him face to face when she came to the old house, so she came here with Lin Suxin, but she didn't expect that Fu Heng would also appear here.

Chu Ci gathered up his clothes, and looked away from his face: "I'll go up and change!"

Fu Heng stepped aside slightly, and when she went upstairs, he told Aunt Rong, "Go and make a bowl of ginger tea."

Aunt Rong nodded: "OK."

Although she didn't know why Chu Ci came back at this time, she couldn't ask more questions, so she turned around and went to work in the kitchen.

Chu Ci walked into the room, took a hot shower for herself, and changed out of her soaked clothes.

When she came here, the rain stopped outside, so she didn't bring an umbrella. Unexpectedly, when she came from Lin Suxin's side, it started to rain again on the road.

She came out after taking a shower, sat on the edge of the bed, propped her cheeks with her hands, and was in a daze alone.

Fu Heng knocked on the door three times, came in and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed with wet hair in a daze, she frowned fiercely, and asked in displeasure, "Why don't you blow your hair?"

Chu Ci still held her face, not knowing what she was thinking, until the man walked up to her with the hair dryer, she raised her head and took the hair dryer from his phone: "I'll do it myself!"

Fu Heng didn't force it, and instructed: "After blowing your hair, Aunt Rong will make ginger tea for you!"

Half of her face was covered by her long hair, so she couldn't see her expression clearly, but Fu Heng guessed that she must be in a bad mood.Just as she was about to say something, Chu Ci raised her face and asked, "Where is Grandpa, is he in the study?"

"Ok!"

"I want to have a few words with him!"

Fu Heng's nerves suddenly became sensitive, "What do you want to tell him?"

The corners of Chu Ci's lips moved: "I came here to see him and was going to tell him the truth. It just so happened that you were there, so it would be better to just say it."

Fu Heng sneered: "Let's talk about it, he is old, are you afraid that he will be hospitalized with a sudden cerebral hemorrhage?"

Chu Ci's eyes widened in an instant, she bit her lips without saying a word, and after a long silence, she said irritably, "Are we going to hide it from him forever?"

"Maybe..." Fu Heng's voice was ethereal: "Maybe his days are numbered."

Mr. Fu is over 70 years old, and his body is not as strong as before, especially after the first year, his body is getting worse day by day.

Fu Heng's expression returned to condensed: "Don't be troublesome, do you understand?"

Chu Ci lowered her head and turned on the hair dryer. The "buzzing" sound immediately covered everything.

She dried her hair and changed into clean clothes. She was really tired after running around all day, so she leaned on the pillow and wanted to rest for a while.

Fu Heng waited downstairs for 10 minutes, but did not see her come down, so he ordered Aunt Rong to bring out the ginger tea.

Aunt Rong pursed her lips and smiled softly: "The little lady probably fell asleep upstairs, do you want me to go up and call her?"

Fu Heng waved his hand: "No, give it to me, I'll serve it."

So he went upstairs for the second time with ginger tea, and when he stretched out his hand to open the door, he found that Chu Ci just fell on the bed without covering anything.

Fu Heng brought the ginger tea and put it on the tea table beside him, and stretched out his hand to pull her, "It's easy to catch a cold when you sleep like this."

In a daze, Chu Ci felt someone pulling her. When she opened her eyes, she saw Fu Heng's face, and immediately sat up straight.

Fu Heng handed ginger tea to her hand: "Drink it."

Chu Ci didn't take it immediately, but looked up at him steadily, thinking in her heart, this man really hasn't changed at all, and his tone of voice is still so domineering and authoritarian.

She produced ginger tea from his hand, and said slowly: "I went to the cemetery to see Dad today."

Fu Heng glanced at her, took a step back, sat on the sofa behind him, stared at her for a few seconds, and gave a faint "hmm".

"It seems that someone went to see him before me."

Fu Heng's expression was still unpredictable, he lowered his eyes: "You rest early today, and go back with me tomorrow."

Only then did Chu Ci put down the cup in her hand, raised her face and stared at him without blinking: "Fu Heng, sometimes I feel that you are really cold and heartless, do you know that?"

He has never been an enthusiastic person, and after so many years of hard work in the mall, his heart is even colder.

But when he heard Chu Ci comment on him like this, his heart still shook for a moment, and then his pupils constricted. She stood up from the sofa, walked in front of Chu Ci, bent down, and clasped her shoulders: "Chu Ci, give me some time."

There are some things that cannot be said now, and it will take a little time to figure them out and find out before I can tell her.

Chu Ci glanced at his firm face, and pushed his hand away: "If I hate you, I'm actually torturing myself, because I can't do anything to you, so I can only stay away from you."

Her state of mind is quite different from a year ago, what's more, the man in front of her was once in love with, or loved, she really didn't know what kind of face to face him. If you want to hate, you can't hate, if you want to love, you can't get over the hurdle in your heart.

Fu Heng squatted down and held her hand: "If I tell you that your father has other secrets behind jumping off the building, will you believe me?"

Chu Ci's pupils shrank a little, and finally she turned her face away: "Then you tell me first!"

In her heart, she really hoped that she had nothing to do with Fu Heng, so that the pain and guilt in her heart would be reduced a bit.

Fu Heng was silent for a while and said, "Now is not the time."

Now Shen Zekai is still in prison with a strict tone, so he can't ask anything yet, but I believe it's only a matter of time.

"Okay!" Chu Ci turned to look at him again: "I'm in a mess right now, don't tell me about this anymore."

Fu Heng pursed his lips: "Okay."

…………

Fu Mingchuan's memory is indeed not as good as before, and he almost forgot when Chu Ci was here last time.

However, he still remembers clearly why Chu Ci got married. He half-jokingly said: "I've already got half of my foot in the loess, and I haven't been able to hug the big fat boy yet."

Chu Ci looked embarrassed, but she could only laugh along with her.

She was thinking, in fact, if she separated from Fu Heng, she could come back to visit her grandfather, but it was just a little embarrassing.

At night, it was raining non-stop. Fu Heng originally wanted to go back to the company, but considering that Chu Ci came over, there was no need to go back, so he planned to stay one night before leaving.

Chu Ci sat on the bed, listening to the sound of rustling and rain falling on the banana leaves outside. As soon as she glanced over, the door of the bathroom was already opened.

She looked up at him and asked, "where will you sleep later?"

Fu Heng was stunned for a while, and then he understood what she meant, and then he threw the question back: "Where do you want me to sleep?"

Chu Ci pointed to the sofa and the bed: "Choose one of these two, you can sleep on the floor if you want!"

Fu Heng glanced at it, then sneered lightly: "I'll sleep wherever you sleep!"

Chu Ci didn't bother to play tricks on him, she couldn't talk to him anyway, so she clapped her hands: "You may not quite understand what I mean."

She pointed to the sofa: "Either you sleep on the sofa and I sleep on the bed, or I sleep on the bed and you sleep on the sofa, choose one!"

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows, "Is there no third option?"

"Then you sleep on the floor!"

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, then went to the cloakroom to find a quilt to spread on the sofa.

He searched the closet for a long time, frowned and asked, "It seems that there is no quilt."

Chu Ci is also a sincere child, and she was embarrassed to let him sleep on the sofa, so she stood up and was going to help him find a quilt, but after looking through it, it seemed that there was nothing left, she didn't think much, and said directly: "I'll go down and ask Aunt Rong to bring up two quilts."

But before he took two steps, he was grabbed by the man. Fu Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "You want her to know that we sleep in separate beds?"

Chu Ci, "..."

She pursed her lips, "Then you can sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Fu Heng finally couldn't help laughing, the laughter was contemptuous and ironic, he looked at Chu Ci like an idiot, with a smile on his lips, and directly brought her into his arms with one hand: "You say you, The good ones must be delivered to your door."

Really, he would be embarrassed if he didn't do something.

Chu Ci blushed immediately, "I stopped by to see grandpa today, I didn't expect you to be here."

"It doesn't matter whether it's true or not, I'm here." He pressed her head directly into his arms with force, and the man's cold and hot breath immediately wrapped her densely.

Chu Ci immediately pushed him with her hands: "What are you doing, let me go."

"Don't let go, let me hold you."

His voice was low and gorgeous, like the vibrato on the strings of a cello, even with a hint of supplication.

Chu Ci's heart immediately trembled with his voice, she just wanted to escape now, she was afraid that what she had insisted on for so long would break down immediately, her brain was muddled, or it was a mistake to come here today.

In fact, the relationship with him was not broken at all, so I left in a hurry, wanting myself not to see this man again, afraid that as time passed, I would forgive him again, forgive everything he had done, and get back together again.

Then it was an endless cycle, quarreling and reconciling, and the cycle went on and on, and finally I was exhausted again.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Ci rolled her eyes towards the sky, "Are you going to hold me like this all the time?"

Fu Heng let her go, stared at her with dark but inexplicable eyes, then stretched out his hand to raise her chin, and bent down.

"Well……"

A word of shit flashed across Chu Ci's mind, and then she backed away immediately, but Fu Heng didn't stop her. She took a step back, and he took a further step. In an instant, Chu Ci had no way to go back, and her back was against the cold and hard cabinet.

The man's voice was vague and deep: "I not only want to hug you, but also want to kiss you."

He went a step further, biting her lips, and said something ambiguous: "I want to sleep with you even more."

(End of this chapter)