Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

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

After the entanglement was over, Jiang Yi lay on the bed, all the bones in his body screaming and singing.

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

Fu Xiting was lying beside him, with his arms folded behind his head. He felt full afterward, which was completely different from Jiang Yi, who had been drained dry.

The man's greeting palm walked on her lower back, along the waistline to the butterfly bone, and then went down from the butterfly valley on the other side to the waistline. The movement was seductive, and it landed on her buttocks from time to time.

He looked lazy as if he were playing with a rare treasure.

Jiang Yi lay on the bed and let him tease her.

When there is not much air coming in but not enough air coming out, life-saving is the most important thing.

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

The taste is as wonderful as inhaling the yang energy.

If those vice presidents in Dongting had known that this was a matter that could be solved with one shot, they would have tied Jiang Yi up no matter what.

"Aren't you afraid that others will find out if you are so blatant?" Jiang Yi lazily pulled his face out of the quilt.

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

If he hadn't been prepared at all, he would have been caught long ago.

"Meng Yao was also bribed by you?"

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

"What did Si Bai tell you today?"

"Let me find Mengyao."

"What did you say?" Jiang Yi turned over and was taken into Fu Xiting's arms.

"I did not say anything."

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

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

Seeing that Jiang Yi had become more energetic when speaking, the man became more thoughtful again.

When Jiang Yi heard these four words, his heartbeat stopped for a few beats, and he wished he could run away on the spot.

"No," she retorted.

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

She shrank her neck, trying to reduce her presence, while Fu Xiting, with his big palms hidden under the quilt, his fingertips rising and falling as if tapping 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 had to respond truthfully: "Early October."

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

"Mid-November,"

"How long?" Fu Xiting stared at her, as if there were whirlpools hidden in his eyes.

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

The man nodded warmly, 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, forty-six days, one thousand one hundred and four hours. We only did it tonight, Miss Jiang."

, you must have forgotten what you promised me?"

Jiang Yi:.........I was dug into a trap by this man again.

Jiang Yi pursed his lips, but did not admit defeat. He put his hand around Fu Xiting's neck, flattering and charming: "Fu Dong's one time, two hours, 120 minutes. According to the average person's ten minutes, that's 12 times."

Already."

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

Are you praising him for being awesome, or are you trying to do something else?

"Ten minutes at a time?" the man asked, "are you comparing me to those who can't lift?"

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

Fu Xiting: "This assumption is not valid."

"Don't...,"

Yes! She has become Fu Xiting's favorite food again.

The next morning, Fu Xiting called Guan Qing to bring a change of clothes and breakfast. As soon as he put down his things, a lion's roar sounded in the bedroom. Guan Qing heard that something was not right, so he put down his things and made an excuse to leave.

Fu Xiting went in and didn't see Jiang Yi on the bed. Instead, he was squatting on the bedside with his legs in his arms.

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

I took off and put on these underwear all night long, and they already lost their appearance after putting them on and taking them off.

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

"Do I have one?" Jiang Yi asked back with a cold face and a sinister tone.

Fu Xiting:

Indeed there is none.

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

It can only be regarded as a temporary hotel at best. He comes here occasionally to take a rest. This is before the marriage. As for after the marriage, he rarely comes here.

"Wash and blow dry?" Fu Xiting gave the 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.

"You went down to buy it?" Considering the man's neat clothes, Jiang Yi could easily imagine it.

"Yes," Fu Xiting responded.

Rare, really rare.

The two of them have been staying in Yuyuan for a long time. They have servants to take care of all their daily life. If they rely on others for everything, they will naturally lose some of the fireworks of the world. Fu Xiting's behavior this morning reminded Jiang Yi.

Zou Yin and Jiang Kuo.

That kind of normal daily life.

Although it is dull and boring, at least it is mixed with true feelings.

"Where's Fangchi?"

Jiang Yi was confused, shouldn't this kind of thing be Fang Chi's responsibility?

"Locked up!"

"ah?"

"Lose words," Fu Xiting handed the fried dough sticks to Jiang Yi and summarized the reason why Fang Chi was disliked in four short words.

That nagging character would have been replaced long ago if he hadn't been sincere enough to Fu Xiting.

"Meng Qian didn't get anything from me, so he will definitely make other moves. Have you found someone to keep an eye on him?" Jiang Yi asked Fu Xiting while eating breakfast.

"I hope they won't waste too much time." This is Fu Xiting's only request to resolve their grudges as soon as possible. They are just trying to get the divorce to set off a smoke bomb. If Meng Qian and the others continue to waste time, then what will happen to them?

This secretive 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 wandered for a moment: "Aren't you afraid that Mengyao will tell this matter?"

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

Jiang Yi smiled and asked, "Why are you so sure?"

"If she had not thought clearly, she would not have had an abortion. She could have used the excuse of her pregnancy to force Si Bai to take responsibility for her. Her failure to do so proves that the water in her head has been drained."

Fu Xiting's analysis is simple and crude.

Jiang Yi listened and was unable to refute for a while.

After breakfast, Jiang Yi received a call from Wen Sirui and 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, and saw Fu Xiting standing in front of the sink in the bathroom, holding down her underwear, with a hair dryer on hand, as if ready to dry it after washing.

Jiang Yi was in a daze for a moment. She had never thought about today.

If a wealthy man does anything with money, then everyone will just take him for granted.

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

But what she never expected was that Fu Xiting would wash her underwear himself.

Jiang Yi was blushing at the door of the bathroom: "I'll do it!"

Fu Xiting turned off the faucet and wrung out the wet underwear in his hands: "It's okay."

Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting and felt that the man in front of him was a bit unreal.

It seems that I saw another side of Fu Xiting.

So she said: "You are not taboo?"

Fu Xiting used the hair dryer to blow her underwear, and responded casually: "What are the taboos?"

"Many men cannot accept the thoughts and ideas of a gentleman who is far away from the kitchen, and actions like yours today."

Fu Xiting held a hair dryer in one hand and kept changing the angle of his underwear with the other: "They mind because they were born in an ordinary family. Let them stand in my position and try it. If a man who doesn't even have a home can do this,

If everything has to be done on a piece basis, what will be left in this life?"

Hearing Fu Xiting's words, Jiang Yi remembered what Mengyao said. She leaned against the door and started chatting: "Mengyao told me a few days ago that you and Si Bai don't understand."

"Although they have been through hardships since childhood, your ways of doing things are all different. Si Bai is more like a flower that grows in a greenhouse. Suddenly, he is thrown into a cold place. He can't stand it.

Although I will struggle hard, after the struggle, I still have some distortions in my heart, but you are different..."

"The difference is that I have grown up in the world of ice and snow since I was a child. I long for warmth and will cherish it." Fu Xiting casually took over what Jiang Yi said.

Jiang Yi's tone was calm, as if he was not talking about himself at this time.

"I'm different from Si Bai. I can't let a woman suffer with me," 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 hard: "It's a bit bitter, but men can eat it. Women should be blessed when they are born."

"Go and put them on," Fu Xiting pushed the underwear into her hands. Jiang Yi took it and entered the cloakroom, still wearing the same clothes as yesterday.

"Aren't you afraid that I will become the next Meng Shu?" A young lady who has been spoiled by her family has no bottom line.

"You are not her, and you will not be her. There is no second her in the whole country." Fu Xiting said as he put on his clothes.

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

"Meng Shu's grandfather is this...," Fu Xiting raised his thumb and pointed to the sky.

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

Fu Xiting stretched out two fingers and shook them. Jiang Yi understood that he was the second best in the country.

"Then, then there is Meng Qian now," Fu Xiting took the tie on the sofa and handed it to Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi tied the tie for him very naturally.

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

That is definitely not possible. In addition to hard work, everything also depends on luck. Meng Shu is the master of all.

From the hereditary system in ancient times to the present day, Meng Shu's existence will never be realized again.

"Then why did Meng Shu marry your father?"

"Silly!" Fu Xiting gave the answer concisely and concisely.

"The reform of the times requires 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 bluntly.

Where does the money come from?

If you don't kill people, set fire to rob banks, then you can only use some tricks.

And this method cannot be too fair and aboveboard.

Jiang Yi understood.

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

Jiang Yi thought for a while: "You told me! What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I especially want to tell you one more time today," Fu Xiting's hand fell on her waist and squeezed slowly.

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

Fu Xiting chuckled and said, "What else can I hide from you now?"

Jiang Yi:……

After the two separated, Fu Xiting did not go to the company, but went directly to Meng Shu's villa.

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

Fu Xiting looked at Meng Shu who was sitting on the chair. She had just gotten up and seemed to have not had breakfast yet. She was wearing suitable home clothes and her short hair was neatly washed and straightened.

Even if he is ill, he cannot hide his noble spirit.

To use other people's words, Meng Shu is still a princess even when she is in trouble.

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

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

He waved his hand and 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 stretched out his hand to pull off the tie around his neck.

But when he thought that the tie was tied by Jiang Yi, his hand on the tie stopped, and he reached out and took off his suit jacket: "Tell me! What do you want from me?"

"I want to see that child," Meng Shu said today that she wanted to see him, not that he wanted to see him.

This means that her attitude today is very firm.

Fu Xiting nodded: "Want to meet?"

"Okay," he said, which was rare for him to speak easily, and rare for him not to sneer at Meng Shu when she mentioned the child.

When Fu Xiting came in that day, he took a bottle of mineral water from the car. Probably because he had learned a painful lesson many years ago, he was always extra careful when he was in Meng Shu's place.

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

Meng Shu seemed to have seen the light, and her words were a little urgent: "Ask."

"What have you heard recently?" Fu Xiting asked Wang Zha.

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

She has heard many things recently, from Meng Qian... to Fu Xiting, to that child.

But she couldn't say these words. Fu Xiting watched over 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, and she couldn't just give it up in vain.

"You just need to tell me whose hands that child is now." Meng Shu said with a hint of pleading.

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

(End of chapter)