Jiaochen

"…"

That said, he sounded very reluctant.

Ji Qingying held back, stared at him while blushing. "Fu Yanzhi!"

Fu Yanzhi smiled, lowered his head and kissed her lips. "Why are you so careless?"

Ji Qingying really didn't want to talk to him.

Why did this person change after he got married? Was this rascal really her Dr. Fu?

Fu Yanzhi’s lips travelled from her lips to face, and the dense shower kf kisses fell, and his voice was full of temptation. "Really don't want to?"

Ji Qingying: "…"

His fingers lingered on her delicate skin, causing her body to tremble slightly. Ji Qingying's body was extremely sensitive to Fu Yanzhi.

After a while, her legs began to feel weak, as if she was about to fall.

Fu Yanzhi stretched out his hand, grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms. “If you don't speak, it will be regarded as your acquiescence."

Ji Qingying buried her head in his neck, and opened her mouth. "Hurry up."

Fu Yan smiled, and silently curled his lower lip. "Of order."

After a while, the clothes were scattered all over the

place. They contrasted sharply with her fair skin.

Ji Qingying's whole body was stuck to the man's body, feeling a little cold.

"Cold."

Fu Yanzhi reached out and carried her into the hot spring pool.

"Aren't you going to change my clothes?"

Fu Yanzhi tilted his head and said with a smile, "Mrs. Fu, are you stupid?"

He held her lips and kissed her all the way down. "Why wear cloths in the hot spring, there are no outsiders."

"…"

Ji Qingying felt ashamed and wanted to struggle a little bit, but felt that what he said made a little sense.

In the end, a little helpless and a little satisfied, she gave in.

"Um?"

Ji Qingying was so comfortable that she fell asleep when she suddenly heard this sentence.

Fu Yanzhi smiled and kissed the corner of her lips. "I'll give you a massage."

Ji Qingying was also not polite. "Shoulder, I've been in the car for a long time."

Fu Yanzhi laughed and gave her a massage for a while.

From the shoulders, all the way down. The sore legs were also served for a long time.

When Ji Qingying felt comfortable, she vaguely felt that something was wrong.

She subconsciously dodged back and said vaguely, "Honey, there's no need to massage there."

Fu Yanzhi’s Adam apple rolled: "Yes."

Even so, the hands did not stop.

Ji Qingying's body was indeed a little uncomfortable, but she felt comfortable after being played by him.

Her cheeks were flushed, and there was lust in her pupils.

She clung to Fu Yanzhi and let him move.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Ji Qingying opened his eyes in a daze. "No… continue?"

Fu Yanzhi looked at her with deep eyes, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Ji Qingying: "…"

However, compared to that kind of discomfort, she was more uncomfortable now!

She stared at the man who teased her, speechless.

She still couldn't say such words.

Ji Qingying approached him subconsciously, wanting to be kissed by him, wanting more.

Fu Yanzhi watched her move and laughed deeply.

He stretched out his hand, hugged her up, pulled the towel aside, and let her sit on it.

Before Ji Qingying could react, he bowed his head and kissed her.

She subconsciously leaned back, whimpering.

Suddenly, her legs were separated. Ji Qingying subconsciously opened her eyes. As soon as she lowered her head, she saw the man bent over and buried his head.

…

The temperature in the hot spring pool was much higher, and the lingering air made it dreamy.

The clear hot spring pool water was no longer so clear.

Ji Qingying tried to stop Fu Yanzhi from spilling things, but couldn't bear it anymore. She thought and didn't want to.

This behaviour of him serving her was pleasing to her.

The bath towel fell into the pool water at some point and sank to the bottom of the pool.

After that, Ji Qingying's consciousness became a little blurred.

She only vaguely felt that Fu Yanzhi carried her back to the hot spring pool again. After washing her briefly, he wrapped her in a clean towel and carried her back to the room.

–

After lying on the bed and drying her hair, Ji Qingying's face and body were still hot.

She didn't say a word, she closed her eyes and lay on Fu Yanzhi's body.

Fu Yanzhi reached out and touched her forehead. "Why don't you talk?"

Ji Qingying: "…I don't know what to say."

She looked up at him with wet eyes: "What did you just…"

"What?"

Fu Yanzhi knowingly asked, "What happened to me just now?"

Ji Qingying glared at him coquettishly. “You said it yourself."

Fu Yanzhi smiled and stroked her hair. “Didn't you say you were uncomfortable?"

"But……"

Fu Yanzhi bent down and touched her lips. "Do you like it?"

"It's… so embarrassing."

Fu Yanzhi smiled, pinched her face and said, "We are husband and wife."

In other words, everything was normal.

Ji Qingying pulled the quilt, covered her face, and muffled "Oh",got it."

She just felt that Dr. Fu's sacrifice was a bit big.

"Are you sleepy?"

"Um."

Fu Yanzhi put the hair dryer back in the bathroom, and lay down with her. "Then go to sleep."

"Okay, good night."

Ji Qingying consciously burrowed into his arms.

"Good night."

…………

With Fu Yanzhi around, Ji Qingying doesn't suffer from

insomnia even in a strange environment, she could sleep until she wike up naturally.

When he woke up, Fu Yanzhi was no longer by her side.

Ji Qingying didn't get anxious either.

She turned over and checked the time on her phone with her eyes closed.

It was eleven o'clock.

She found that after marrying Fu Yanzhi, her life was very depressed.

Every day she sleep until noon before waking up, and at night, I didn’t sleep until midnight.

Ji Qingying felt that this was not good, and her body would collapse sooner or later.

She felt that she should have a good chat with Fu Yanzhi for dinner later.

Lying on the bed for a while, Ji Qingying did a few stretches before climbing up with difficulty.

After washing up, she went downstairs, and Fu Yanzhi was busy in the kitchen.

He was wearing home clothes and an apron in front, so he looked very homely.

There was still a weird feeling that couldn’t be explained.

Ji Qingying stared straight at him without making a sound.

After noticing her gaze, Fu Yanzhi looked sideways. "Are you awake."

"Um."

Ji Qingying walked inside: "What are you doing?"

Fu Yanzhi pointed. "I've stewed chicken soup, and braised pork. Want to eat."

Hearing this, Ji Qingying's eyes lit up. She walked around behind Fu Yanzhi and beat his shoulders, and said with a smile, "My husband has worked hard."

Fu Yanzhi bent his lower lip: "Did you sleep well?"

"Um."

Ji Qingying hugged him from behind and rubbed his back: "What time did you get up?"

"Eight o'clock."

Ji Qingying: “… Why is it eleven o'clock for me."

Fu Yanzhi smiled, and said in a low voice, "Then your physical strength is not good enough."