There is no reason. After entering the house, she asked him to take a bath first, and she helped to take off the coat.

Because his injured hand was bandaged with gauze, she accompanied him to the bathroom to drain water and squeeze toothpaste.

During this time, he never touched his jacket.

Eighty percent was on the way back, and he secretly put the paper in the car.

She immediately decided to wait for him to fall asleep, she immediately went to the car to look for it.

"Fu Yuan'er!" At this moment, Cheng Zitong's voice came from the bathroom.

I just said yes, let her help squeeze the shower gel and shampoo.

She could only temporarily put down her coat, opened the door and walked into the bathroom, and when she looked up, her cheeks suddenly turned red.

Although the two have seen each other frankly many times, she is still a little embarrassed to see him all over his body suddenly...

As a business man, why does he train his muscles so well? Isn't this a test of her concentration?

He didn't seem to feel anything, he opened his arms generously and motioned for her to soap himself.

"Have you hurt both hands?" She looked at him speechlessly.

"The law of habit, as long as I apply soap on one hand, the other hand will definitely be covered with soap."

Fu Yuan'er recalled for a while, she had also seen the window-breaking effect of Murphy's law, but the so-called law of habit had no impression.

"How about I tie your injured hand to the side?" Fu Yuan'er thought of a way. "You will get used to it after two days of tying, and you won't use your injured hand when applying soap."

"Fu Yuan'er, are you treating your savior like this?"

"You are its savior," she pointed to her belly, "I want to ask for repayment and wait for it to be born."

The corner of his lips suddenly smirked: "Fu Yuan'er, are you scared?"

"afraid of what?"

"Too close to me, you will think of something you shouldn't think of."

"I won't...you are less narcissistic," she said, her pretty face rose redder, "who do you think you are, is there such a big attraction..."

"Then why are you still hesitating?"

Fu Yuan'er bit her lip in annoyance, yes, isn't she just applying soap.

She took the soap in her hand, strode in front of him, and began to apply it to his skin.

The soap slid through his strong upper body muscles, emitting a faint scent, as she usually smelled on him...

Under the warm light, his firm skin, sturdy figure and thick chest all exude a fatal attraction... The images of the intertwined figures in the past continue to emerge in her mind, with tight, panting breaths, low and shallow breathing. The unbearable Jiao and Yin seem to be in the ear.

The soap in Fu Yuaner's hand stopped on his waist, she lowered her head and motionless, she needed to calm down.

"What's the matter?" He asked in a low voice in his ear.

She raised her head, her gaze first touched his thin lips... His lips had just been washed with water, their lips were red and firm, like a velvet cake and wanted to take a bite.

Fu Yuan'er was frightened by her own thoughts. How could she have such an impulse? She is now a pregnant woman.

In a panic, his chin was suddenly pinched by a strong hand, and then lifted up.

She was forced to meet his deep eyes, two gloomy fires burning deep in his eyes.

She knew what that meant, but, "Um..." Her lips were caught.

He is always so rampant, wishing to take it all at once.

She couldn't think and couldn't resist, because she was so eager.

Suddenly, she was carried to the sink, and her clothes fell to the ground one by one.

"Child..." She still had a hint of sanity.

"I'll be lighter." He said in her ear, and the constant spray of heat directly burned her last trace of sanity to ashes...

However, the movement tonight didn't last long.

In the final analysis, both of them were afraid of hurting their children.

Fu Yuan'er lay sleepy on the bed... He obviously had reservations, why she still felt so tired.

In a daze, she heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Is he taking a shower?

Why doesn't he want her to help?

Anyway, he also saved himself once, she really didn't help, how could her kind heart take care of her.

So she insisted on getting up, went to the bathroom and pushed the door open, then she was stunned.

I saw Cheng Zitong raised his injured hand high, rubbing soap and flushing water with his other hand, he was flexible and free from any embarrassment...

Therefore, his previous pictures that this or that can’t work were all pretended to be shown to her...

"Cheng Zitong!" She suddenly became energetic.

Hearing the sound, Cheng Zitong turned around and raised his hand to wipe off the water drops on his face.

"What's the matter, it wasn't enough just now?" The corner of his lips was filled with evil charm.

"You lie to me!" she complained angrily.

"What did I lie to you?" he asked, calmly.

"You lie to me, you..." This is really hard to say.

"I lied to you to go to the sink, didn't you?" He said it for her, "but I remember someone just put his arm around my neck and refused to let go..."

He pulled his neck again: "Who left the red seal here, and..."

"Cheng Zitong, shut up!" Fu Yuan'er flushed with shame, turned and ran.

Cheng Zitong's eyes were full of petting smiles.

Fu Yuan'er returned to the bed, and soon heard his footsteps coming here, and quickly got into the bed, covering herself with the quilt.

The mattress vibrated slightly, and he lay down beside her.

He didn't peel her quilt, but put his uninjured hand in from the side of the quilt and stroked her lower abdomen.

Just so gently, the warmth of the palm penetrated through the clothes and penetrated into her skin little by little, reaching the depths of her soul.

Her anger was dissipated by the warmth, and her eyes gradually came out of the quilt.

Unprepared, he ran into his gaze...he kept looking at her.

Fu Yuan'er's heart almost softened into a ball of cotton, but there are also doubts, is his gentleness also pretended to be?

He treats her well, does he want to make her more guilty?

"Uncomfortable stomach?" He sensed her distraction.

She turned her black and white eyes to look at him, "Why are you with Yu Lingfei tonight?"

She felt that she should ask.

"She introduced Lao Ou to know him," he replied, "You have also heard that I do business with Lao Ou."

Fu Yuan'er's heart sank, yes, he should be selling some of the company's assets.

And today, in order to help her, he lowered the price to Ou Lao.

"Why are you helping me? I was just a press release, but you lost a lot of cash."

Cheng Zitong chuckled, both of his eyes were disapproving, "It's just money..."

"In your eyes, am I more important than money?" she asked.

"Yes." He answered without thinking.

What a firm confession, but Fu Yuan'er could not feel a trace of joy.

She recalled the whole thing tonight, and suddenly felt strongly that it might be a conspiracy.

Why would Yu Hui readily agree to Yan Yan and take her to see Elder Ou?

And why before she and Yu Hui went to see Old Ou, so coincidentally, Cheng Zitong and Yu Lingfei just came out of the room?

When her conversation with Old Ou was deadlocked, why did he come in so promptly?

When a spider weaves a web, it will consider every knot carefully, and then continue to weave the web at each knot, and finally become a precision trap with no return.

He is also weaving a net, isn't he?

"Why did you go to Old Ou?" Suddenly I heard him ask.

"In order to send the paper smoothly." She replied.

He didn't say a word, obviously her answer didn't solve his real doubts.

He knew it in order to send the manuscript, didn't he do it?

"...The editor-in-chief of this press release is not allowed to be published, saying that the impact is not good. I have to find a way to solve it. Since I have a solution, I will find the most effective words."

She didn't say anything about winning two games with Yu Lingfei.

She felt that this sudden bet was strange, and she didn't want him to know that her bet was for him.

"Fu Yuan'er, your thoughts..." How to say it is a bit strange and impressive.

"Get in touch with Yu Huishao." Then he said again.

"why?"

"Yu Hui is not what you see, his mind is very deep."

Fu Yuan'er let out an "um" without arguing with him.

But who is Yu Hui, she must sum up and judge herself, otherwise it would be too unfair to Hui.

After all, he helped her, and most importantly, he also pursued Yan Yan.

For Yan Yan, she also has to have a correct understanding of Hui. If Yu Hui is really a person of inconsistency, she must give Yan Yan a vaccination. Don't be too enthusiastic about agreeing to Yu Hui. thing.

But if Yu Hui is not unreliable in the rumors, Yan Yan shouldn't miss a good man.

"Thinking about Yu Hui?" His voice reached her ears again.

She was thinking deeply and agreed, and immediately felt his arm tighten.

His face was in front of his eyes, and there was a dangerous light in his eyes.

She couldn't help but curl her lips: "I think about him because he is chasing Yan Yan."

Cheng Zitong was stunned, and the danger in his eyes suddenly became a bit less, "Yan Yan..." Then he showed disdain: "He wants to catch up with Yan Yan, in the next life."

"why?"

"Cheng Yiming will let Yan Yan go?"

Fu Yuan'er was very upset when she heard that, "He neither admits his feelings for Yan Yan, nor does he intend to have any results with Yan Yan. After he gets married, he still wants Yan Yan to guard him?"

What good thing does he want!

Cheng Zitong chuckled: "He won't let go in a short time."

"What's going on?" Fu Yuan'er asked, sounding like he knew a lot.

"It's late, it's time to go to bed." He urged.

"How can I fall asleep halfway through what you said? I can't sleep, but I don't know if the child can't sleep."

Cheng Zitong:...

"I told you last time, Cheng Yiming found that Yan Yan's shield is very useful," he can only continue, "the old lady actually found him some daughters who had family acquaintances, but those daughters knew that there was someone outside Cheng Yiming , Looking at Yan Yan's appearance and figure again, she took the initiative to retreat."

"In their words, although their family is rich, they may not be able to beat a junior like Yan Yan."

Fu Yuan'er understood that Yan Yan's style was enough to fascinate most men. What they were afraid of was that after getting married, Cheng Yiming ran to Yan Yan, married and widowed, and became a living widow.