Kiss her 90,000 times

After Fu Conglin came out of the shower, Shi Wan lay down on the bed and looked at her mobile phone.

Fu Conglin wore a bathrobe and walked around the kitchen. It was deserted, without any smell of fireworks.

He turned back to the bedroom and leaned against the door with a casual posture and a loose bathrobe, "Shiwan, what's my dinner?"

Shi Wan didn't even look at him, "How do I know?"

Fu Conglin raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked Shi Wan over, "What kind of petty temper are you playing?"

When Shi Wan heard this, she sat up on the bed, a little amused, and said, "Who told you that if you don't cook, you're playing petty temper?"

"Then why don't you do it?"

Shi Wan lowered her head and tugged at her pajamas, saying in a nonchalant tone, "Why don't you just find a nanny? How many times more obedient than I am."

"You owe it again, don't you?"

Shi Wan raised her eyelids and glanced at him, "You can say whatever you want, but I won't do it anyway."

Fu Conglin laughed angrily at her.

Turned around and went to the living room.

Shi Wan ignored him, and went back to bed to chat on her own.

Wen Qing asked her if Fu Conglin had gone back.

Shi Wan: I'm back.

Wen Qing: He didn't ask me about the quarrel with his mother?

Shi Wan: None.

After a while, Wen Qing said: "That's okay... If he wants to settle the score, you can put all the responsibility on me, and it has nothing to do with you."

Shi Wan laughed twice, and replied, "Are you scared?"

Wenqing didn't know what they were doing, and didn't reply.

Shi Wan clicked into the mini-game without much interest.

Whether Fu Conglin will settle accounts with Wen Qing, Shi Wan doesn't know, but she feels that Fu Conglin is more likely to want to settle accounts with her.

After all, she dumped his face.

After eleven o'clock in the evening, Shi Wan was a little thirsty, so she put down her phone and went to the living room to drink water.

The light was only on where Fu Conglin was staying.

Shi Wan poured herself a cup of hot water, holding the cup to look at Fu Conglin.

Sensing her gaze, the man withdrew from his official duties and asked without emotion: "What are you looking at?"

Shi Wan hesitated for two seconds, then said coyly, "Have you eaten yet?"

The man asked slowly, "What do you think?"

Shi Wan silently took a sip of water: "..."

After a while, she murmured in a low voice: "Who made you ignorant of good and bad."

Fu Conglin paused for a moment, his cold and hard outline was softened a bit, and there was a smile on his brows and eyes, "What did you say?"

Shi Wan put down the water glass, cleared her throat, and said, "I said you don't know good from bad, what's wrong, did I say something wrong?"

Fu Conglin seemed incomprehensible, "How should I say it?"

Shi Wan snorted, "Forget it before, it's all in the past, and I don't care about it with you, but now, the situation is different. When you said you wanted to fall in love with me, you agreed Alright, I'll change my head when I turn around, don't talk about machismo..."

She looked at the man's gradually condensed eyebrows, and stopped talking.

Fu Conglin was not angry, but was thinking about the meaning of her words.

When it fell into Shi Wan's eyes, it changed its taste.

Unable to hear her voice, the man raised his eyes and took a deep look: "Why don't you continue talking?"

With such a cold face, she can't say anything.

The man said in a deep voice, "Huh?"

Shi Wan paused for a few seconds, and then said: "I asked you that day, it was you who said you would come back for dinner, so I did the cooking, what happened?"

Fu Conglin just looked at her and didn't speak.

"Didn't you still put your feet down, turn around and leave, the dishes didn't move much, just like before—"

She changed the sentence: "It's only a little better than before. Although I have used my chopsticks, I am still very perfunctory with my intentions and the fruits of my labor."

She stopped talking.

The living room fell silent for a moment.

After a while, Fu Conglin asked, "Are you finished?"

Shi Wan nodded.

"It's my turn to talk?"

Shi Wan: "I didn't stop you from saying..."

"come here."

Shi Wan didn't move.

Fu Conglin waved to her, "Come here."

"what."
Shi Wan walked over slowly, and was pulled into the arms of the man unsuspectingly, Shi Wan let out an exclamation and sat firmly on his lap.

Shi Wan tried to struggle, but was hugged tightly by Fu Conglin, "You just talk, what are you doing with your hands and feet?"

"It's convenient to talk about things because it's close." The man spoke righteously.

Shi Wan bit her lip.

Fu Conglin embraced her slender waist, and rubbed her big palms without any lust through a layer of fabric: "Then let's talk about what happened that night first."

The surrounding area was very quiet, except for the sound of breathing between the two, only the man's unhurried low voice slowly fell from above, "It was you who first heard my mother speak ill of you in front of me, you are not happy, But he didn’t communicate with me, he was sulking, and he didn’t give me a chance to explain afterwards, and he said something boring for no reason, and he didn’t want to continue with me.”

Shi Wan took a deep breath, held it in her chest, intertwined her hands, and stirred her fingertips.

"I'm very happy that you are cooking that day, and I even want to have a drink with you to add to the mood, right?" The man's big palm squeezed her hands away, and wrapped her left hand into his palm.

"But you don't seem to be in a good mood. You didn't tell me when you asked, and then you started making trouble for no reason."

"What do I call making trouble for no reason?" Shi Wan retorted.

"The originally good atmosphere was broken by your few words. In my opinion, it is unreasonable to make trouble. Your emotions came suddenly, which is even unfair to me."
"You're going to be miserable..."

"Then we quarreled and subconsciously said things that made the other party unhappy. I tried to calm you down, but if you didn't listen, you stubbornly insisted on asking for a result from me."

"You know that I won't break up, but you still make a fuss and say those things that belittle yourself."

Shi Wan pursed her lips, wanting to pull her hand out, but Fu Conglin was very strong and did not give in at all, suppressing her to death, "Your words are not easy to hear, why don't you just throw your hands away and leave?" That's it, there's a mess left for me to clean up."

That day, Shi Wan silently cleaned up the mess and wiped away tears.

If she doesn't tell, Fu Conglin won't know.

She would not say it, for the sake of the little self-esteem left.

Fu Conglin pinched her waist, turned her around and raised her head.

Shi Wan was stunned, and before she could react, she was greeted with an overwhelming kiss.

It was so intense that Shi Wan couldn't breathe, this kiss was a punishment, because her mouth was not right to her heart, it was very fierce, Shi Wan's tongue hurt, she put her hand on his chest to push him away, and Fu Conglin pressed her backhand, she became more and more wanton.

After a long while, Shi Wan's delicate eyebrows were tightly knit together, her expression was a little painful, and her pushing and pushing became more serious. Only then did Fu Conglin let go a little, and bit her lower lip reluctantly.

The man's voice was deep and his breath was rough, "You are just trying to annoy me."

Shi Wan was a little confused, she pursed her lips and smiled unsteadily when she heard the words, "Why, you are holding grudges against me."

Fu Conglin brushed her drooping hair behind her ears, "I ran away for several days without even sending a message."

"Didn't you still not dump me?"

"You did something wrong, are you still reasonable?"

"You're older than me, can't you let me go?" Is it interesting to compare her to each other every time?

Fu Conglin pressed her forehead, and laughed from his throat, "Shi Wan, you can do it hard."

Just rely on him to talk.