Damn it! I'm surrounded by them!

puff.

"gentlemen......"

"gentlemen......"

"Mr. Zhou Sheng."

Zhou Sheng didn't know how long he had slept.

I just felt a gentle call in my ears.

Ok?

what?

It's fragrant and has a flavor of butter pudding.

Zhou Sheng blinked, moved away, looked carefully, and saw Fang Sichun with a blushing face.

She was turning her head away shyly, frowning in frustration.

Ok? !

Damn it? !

When did I... hug Fang Sichun?!

Shen Ying is still sleeping in the room!

Zhou Sheng shuddered and sat up quickly.

"Um, sorry."

"You also know that when people fall asleep, they always do some uncontrollable behaviors."

Fang Sichun blushed, lowered her head, and took her index finger away.

Biting her lip, she shook her head.

"No, it's nothing."

"Um...the meal is ready."

"I-I'm going to bed first!"

After saying that, he clenched his head into the quilt on the sofa.

Curled up into a ball.

Zhou Sheng looked at the slightly squirming ball of quilt, then looked at the bedroom door.

Then he lowered his head, spread out his hands, and silently savored the feeling of hugging Fang Sichun just now.

After a long moment, I couldn't help but chuckle.

Very warm and comfortable.

It feels like the fatigue deep in my soul has been healed.

Zhou Sheng stood up and said softly to the quilt.

"Thanks."

After saying that, he sat in the restaurant.

The hot porridge not only warmed his stomach, but also washed away Zhou Sheng’s fatigue.

When you drink the milk with some sugar added, your lips and teeth are filled with a rich milky aroma.

Endless aftertaste.

Fang Sichun poked her head out from under the quilt and stared blankly at Zhou Sheng at the dining table, recalling the messages her besties had sent her during the day.

[Once you have tasted Shaofu, you will know how wonderful Shaofu tastes. ]

Fang Sichun's face turned red.

The place that Zhou Sheng had just hugged also became hot.

Forbidden love always takes root and sprouts late at night.

And the ignorant Fang Sichun unknowingly opened the door to a new world.

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"Whoo~"

Zhou Sheng had almost finished eating and his stomach felt warm.

Feeling sleepy, Zhou Sheng tried to stretch his body. After yawning tiredly, he stood up.

When I returned to the bedroom, I passed by the living room and saw that the quilt had calmed down. I knew that Fang Sichun was probably fast asleep, so I didn't disturb her anymore.

Wearing slippers, I returned to the bedroom.

Shen Ying, wearing a suspender pajamas, had her back to him, revealing her fair and moist shoulders.

Zhou Sheng looked at his sleeping wife and couldn't help but chuckle.

You know, until yesterday, Shen Ying treated him coldly, and they even separated last month.

The young Zhou Sheng was just longing for a woman.

But Shen Ying wouldn't even let him touch her body, and every time she came back she would complain that she was tired.

But just one day later, his wife slept in the same bed with him again.

Not only did he prepare a candlelight dinner, he also took all the problems on himself, giving Zhou Sheng enough room to maneuver.

There was no follow-up accountability for Zhou Sheng’s issues.

As if it doesn't exist at all.

In this regard, Zhou Sheng could only sigh at the strangeness of fate.

Perhaps the coin embedded in the cracks of the brick that night had given him the answer.

Lift off the quilt and lie on the bed.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, the beauty beside me suddenly turned over.

"husband......"

"You're back."

The voice was soft and full of hazy emotions.

Turning his head, he found Shen Ying looking at him with a gentle gaze like flowing water.

"I thought you were asleep."

"Don't you always go to bed early?"

"You say work is hard, work is hard, and then you fall asleep?"

"I've never seen anyone with such good sleep quality as you."

Shen Ying's head rested gently in Zhou Sheng's arms.

Listening to his strong heartbeat, her fingers continued their sweet mischief inside his clothes.

"My husband is working overtime outside..."

"How can my wife sleep alone first?"

This sentence.

I heard it a few times when I first got married to Shen Ying.

Afterwards, these coquettish words gradually turned into sharp accusations.

Now, Zhou Sheng heard it again.

I couldn't help but feel dazed.

When he came to his senses, Shen Ying's mischief had already made his body hot.

Shen Ying did not keep him in suspense and covered Zhou Sheng with the quilt.

Beautiful legs as smooth as velvet passed across Zhou Sheng's body.

"Husband~"

"It's been a hard day's work."

"Next, I will welcome you and help you get rid of the fatigue and dirt in your body."

dirty stuff?

It seemed that when Shen Ying returned home before, she had asked him to help him wipe off the dirt on his body.

At that time, Zhou Sheng thought that Shen Ying was talking about the dust on his body.

But now he's in his pajamas, so where can the dirt be?

However, before Zhou Sheng could figure it out, the happy time that belonged only to the two of them had already begun.

Fang Sichun, who was wrapped in a quilt, actually hadn't slept at all.

She bit her fingers lightly, frowned in frustration, and kept recalling the feeling of Zhou Sheng's embrace.

Just when she was immersed in it and couldn't extricate herself, a soft whisper floated in from outside the group.

Fang Sichun’s eyes widened instantly.

Even my breathing became tense.

What...is that sound?

"......male."

"husband......"

It was Shen Ying's voice.

It was the voice of that cold and noble woman, Shen Ying!

Fang Sichun: “?!”

The two of them...are they doing that kind of thing...in the bedroom?!

A moment!

Extremely complex emotions swept over like waves, completely drowning Fang Sichun.

Fang Sichun just felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Why am I so sad?

It is obvious that Shen Ying and Zhou Sheng are husband and wife.

It's perfectly normal for them to do that kind of thing.

But why... does my chest feel so sad?

It felt like I was suffocating.

Why......

Fang Sichun bit her fingers hard.

The emotions in her heart that had nowhere to vent, as well as the warmth that Zhou Sheng had just hugged her, ruthlessly impacted her ignorant heart.

Not long after, after the melodious and high-pitched music, everything returned to calm.

In the group, Fang Sichun looked at her fingers and felt lonely and sad.

Chapter 44 Madam, Please Take Care

early morning.

Shen Ying got up at six o'clock as usual.

Yesterday, Zhou Sheng tormented me so much that my back and waist ached, and my already weak body was drained by him time and time again.

Now, Shen Ying just wants to lean back on the soft sofa and give herself a day off.