Kiss her 90,000 times

Shi Wan didn't even blink her eyes, and her tone was flat, "Didn't you tell me everything? When I met a familiar person, I chatted casually."

Fu Conglin stared at her with deep eyes, "Who can make you so angry."

Shi Wan said solemnly: "Why don't you reflect on it? It's because of you. It was you who attacked me first, and I was angry."

The corners of the man's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled a little, "Oh, is it a personal attack to say you're stupid?"

Shi Wan poked his shoulder back, "What do you think?"

Fu Conglin frowned slightly, and avoided it a little, with a painful expression on his face.

Shi Wan paused suddenly, staring at his shoulders and her own fingers, she looked at his face and couldn't help showing nervousness, "I... sorry, I didn't mean it. Injured."

She really didn't remember.

Because he doesn't look like a wounded patient at all.

And it's been a long time since the previous car accident.

Fu Conglin held her hand and took a panoramic view of the worry on her face, "I'm quite forgetful."

Shi Wan didn't refute, "Are you all right?"

The man asked indifferently: "What do you say?"

Shi Wan suggested: "Would you like to go to the hospital? I didn't use much strength just now..."

Fu Conglin didn't speak, just looked at her like this.

Shi Wan raised her hand to fiddle with his collar.

Fu Conglin: "What are you doing?"

Shi Wan: "Let me see if the wound has been opened."

Fu Conglin didn't stop her either, and let her fiddle with her downcast eyes.

The shirt buttons were undone one by two.

Green-white fingertips pinched his shirt, unconsciously slid across his chest, hot and firm.

Around the time Wan was distracted, with a serious look on her face, and now she had to stop her movements slowly.

The space in the carriage was wide, but she took a tight breath for no reason, as if she couldn't breathe.

Moreover, the wheat-colored skin of the person in front of her was red in her field of vision, and there was also a white bandage faintly visible.

She couldn't help biting her lips, and the man's careless urging sound fell from above her head: "Why don't you continue?"

She withdrew her hand in vain, shoved his shirt in a mess, and brushed the broken hair on her cheek behind her ear uncomfortably, "Seeing that you look so good, there shouldn't be any serious problems, and I'm not a doctor so I can't tell What, if something really happens, it's best to go to the hospital."

In a few words, I left my relationship completely clean.

Looking at her guilty look, Fu Conglin knew she was a paper tiger.

The man gave her a sideways glance, but he didn't make things difficult for her, and smoothed out the messy neckline by himself.

It's been a long time since Shi Wan came to Yuanshan last time, and she was thinking about the bouquet of flowers and green plants she kept in Fu Conglin's office.

He walked faster than him, and went up with ease.

When she arrived at the office, Shi Wan walked around first, but there was no big change, she only saw the green asparagus, and frowned, "Why do you put it by the French window, the sun shines in, and it dries up gone."

Asparagus bamboo is not tolerant to severe cold and drought in winter, and direct sunlight is taboo in summer. She remembered that when she came last time, asparagus bamboo was placed on the bookshelf behind Fu Conglin.

Fu Conglin closed the door with his backhand, looked for her voice, and didn't explain.

Shi Wan hugged the asparagus bamboo and shifted her position, then looked back at his desk.

Seeing that the peach beauty that was sent over had also changed, she walked over and poked the top of the succulent with her fingertips, "Isn't that flowerpot from before not pretty? Why did you change it to another one?"

Fu Conglin walked to the executive chair and sat down, raised his eyes when he heard this, "Well, it's kind of ugly."

He didn't say that the previous ceramic flowerpot was broken by Liang Zhao.

Shi Wan looked at the new one, it was pure white with no texture, and felt that it was not as good-looking as the one she had chosen before.

However, the aesthetics of men and women are different. This is the office he stays in all the year round. According to his preferences, it is understandable.

She was spinning around in the office, and Fu Conglin was dealing with work. If she swayed around, it would affect his concentration, so he stopped her halfway, "No nap?"

Shi Wan stretched her waist, looked at her stomach, "I've eaten too much, exercise."

Fu Conglin mentioned it casually: "There are yoga mats in the lounge."

She was surprised: "You still prepared this?"

The man said frankly, "You didn't know you wanted it before."

Shi Wan did say it, but she just mentioned it casually, and didn't take it seriously.

"Then I'm going to practice yoga."

Fu Conglin reminded her: "Be careful."

Shi Wan: "I know better than you, so I don't need you to tell me."

Shi Wan's own flexibility is already good, and the yoga that pregnant women do is very easy and simple for her, but after all, it will be tiring after all.

After about 10 minutes, she began to sweat. After simply brushing off, she relaxed her body and mind, and she also felt a little tired, and fell asleep.

Fu Conglin later entered the lounge once.

The sunlight shone in brightly, it was very dazzling, the person on the bed turned his back to the direction of the light slightly, and slept deeply.

He took the remote control and closed the curtains to block out the light. The lounge gradually became dark, and he turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.

Pull up Shi Wan's quilt, which was pressed around her waist, to cover her hands.

The environment was peaceful and quiet, and Shi Wan slept until the sun was setting.

After waking up, he was still a little dazed, his thoughts wandered slowly, and his whole body was full of fatigue.

She didn't sleep very well and had two dreams in succession.

One was when she heard her head teacher tell her at school that her father had died in a car accident, she collapsed and sat on the ground crying in her dream, refusing to accept the fact.

The other is the day when her father was buried. Although she was only 15 years old and it has been almost ten years, she still remembers it clearly.

It was raining heavily that day, and the sky was so dark that she was almost out of breath. On the way there, she fell hard. Zhang Yan accused her of not doing enough to succeed, but persuading her relatives to endure it. He didn't get angry with her, Jingkang was still young at that time, and Zhang Yan took care of him wholeheartedly, ignoring her completely.

After the funeral, after everyone else left, she ran back secretly, knelt in front of her father's tombstone and cried until the sky was dark. After returning, she had frequent nightmares, depression and high fever. When Zhang Yan wanted to take care of her Jingkang, she came to add to the trouble, for a woman who just lost her husband, Zhang Yan's temper became extremely hot, and she was sent directly to the hospital regardless.

She smelled the breath of death in the hospital, and she was in a daze. She was only young, and she didn't know how to ease her emotions, and she often fell into depression and joylessness.

In the end, accompanied by doctors and nurses, he gradually walked out.

Shi Wan took a light breath, pulled away from the wandering thoughts, raised her hands to cover her eyes and fell silent for a long time.

Only then did he sit up from the bed and looked around, feeling drowsy, belatedly recalling where he was.

After getting out of bed, she opened the curtains, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone so hard that she closed her eyes uncomfortably, and opened them slowly after a few seconds.

Jiangcheng City, which is shrouded in sunset light, and the bustling and high-end CBD center, seem to have more human fireworks.

Not long after she stood in front of the window, the door of the lounge was opened.

Fu Conglin pushed the door open and entered.

The first glance fell on her, his eyes moved down, staring at her bare feet, the man frowned, and took the trouble to tell him: "How many times have I said, remember to wear shoes."

The air conditioner is always on in the room, and the floor is cold.

Shi Wan didn't feel anything before, but after he said that, she felt cold on the soles of her feet.

Can't help but move his toes, intending to turn around and go back to the bed.

Fu Conglin had already bent down and took her shoes, and threw them at her feet, "Put them on."

"Oh." She obediently agreed.

Unconsciously, she reached out to give him a hand.

The man borrowed his arm naturally, as if he was used to it.

Fu Conglin's eyes fell on her face, with the imprint of waking up, she looked very delicate, only the end of her eyes was slightly red, and her eyes seemed to be soaked in water.

He raised his hand and gently rubbed the corner of her eyes with his fingertips, "Crying?"

A little itchy, Shi Wan brushed his hand away, "No, I just yawned."

"How did you sleep?" He just asked casually.

But Shi Wan hesitated, her voice lowered, "Not good."

"Ok?"

She forced herself to laugh, "I just had two dreams, and the dreams were not very good."

Fu Conglin followed her words and asked, "What dream?"

She shrank her chin, and her hair fell down on her chest, sweeping away the fair skin. She lifted her hair up again, grabbed it, tied it with the hair rope around her wrist, and said in a natural tone: "It's nothing, maybe It’s because my dad’s death day is coming up.”

Time flies so fast, the tenth anniversary bogey.

After she finished speaking, she looked up at him, "Are you free that day?"

Usually it's fine, but Anniversary Ji thinks it's better for Fu Conglin to go back with her.

Knowing what she was asking, Fu Conglin didn't think too much, and said straightforwardly: "Yes."

"That's good."

She nodded and looked at her mobile phone, intending to check the time.

Pick it up and see a message from Wenqing on it.

Sent more than 30 pieces.

She widened her eyes slightly in surprise, thinking that something important had happened, she quickly clicked in and read the messages above.

It was just some household chores, and then she complained a few words, Shi Wan heaved a sigh of relief, slid down, and suddenly her eyes froze.

"Really..." She couldn't control her voice.

"What?" Fu Conglin next to him asked.

She didn't care to answer, and confirmed Wenqing's news again.

She was right.

Wen Qing said that she had obtained the certificate with Zhou Cuo.

He obviously only heard her talk about Zhou Cuo's proposal to her some time ago, and it didn't take long for him to get the certificate.

The last message is to ask her to come out for dinner tonight when she is free, and to ask her to bring Fu Conglin with her.

When Shi Wan finished reading, the shock on her face still hadn't dissipated.

Fu Conglin came over and touched her belly twice, "What were you talking about just now?"

Shi Wan held him down, with a puzzled and unbelievable expression, "Ah Qing is married."

Fu Conglin was indifferent, and his gaze swept across the screen of her mobile phone, "The one from Jiaxing?"

He knew Zhou Cuo, Shi Wan was not surprised.

"Yes, it was too sudden."

She felt that Wen Qing didn't seem like a character who would marry quickly, and Zhou Cuo's family was hard to describe in a single word.

As for why, she secretly speculated, wondering if it might be because of the possibility of getting pregnant out of wedlock.

But Fu Conglin didn't take it seriously, and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder, "The male college should be married and the female college should be married. Why is it that you are going to be a mother all of a sudden, and she is not allowed to get married?"

"That's not what I mean. Zhou Cuo's mother's attitude is not good. I'm worried that Ah Qing will suffer..."

Fu Conglin thought about it for a while. After meeting and communicating with Wen Qing briefly, his impression of her was that she was strong.

Not only yelling at him, but also making a woman like his mother who is picky and domineering be wronged in front of him. He reckoned that Wen Qing probably couldn't suffer much.

"It's not that her man is still there."

Shi Wan turned around in his arms, raised her chin and looked at him, "Then let me ask you, who do you protect when your wife and mother quarrel?"

The question of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is itself complicated.

Regarding Shi Wan's question, Fu Conglin was still neither salty nor indifferent, looking back at her, the man's eyes were dark and serious, "Didn't I say it a long time ago, I am facing you."

Shi Wan didn't like this, and asked again: "If my wife and mother fell into the river together, who would you choose to save?"

The man's good-looking brows were deeply frowned, he stared at her for a moment, and stopped touching her belly, "This kind of assumption does not exist, there is nothing to say."

"Look, you said a second ago that you were facing me, but now you ask who you saved, and you can't even answer."

This is already a bit unreasonable.

Fu Conglin suddenly had a headache.

He said, "Don't you know how to swim?"

This was a long time ago, when the two had just started dating, Shi Wan played a little tricky and told Fu Conglin about going to swimming lessons, talking about what would be cool to wear, and what about the figures of some boys in school. How about it, it probably means to make him jealous, but it's a pity that men don't like this, and they can see through her tricks at a glance.

Shi Wan categorically denied it, without any guilt showing on her face, "I won't."

"Will your mother do it?" she asked.

The man didn't budge either: "No."

Shi Wan just smiled, facing him, tiptoed slightly to hug his neck, leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, her eyes were full of slyness: "I don't care, you have to choose one anyway."

Fu Conglin looked down at her, as if he was looking at a goblin who was stalking him.

The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously, and his voice was inexplicably hoarse: "Does it have to be like this?"

Shi Wan snorted and nodded, "I'll give you a reward after answering." After speaking, she kissed him again.

He kissed back: "What reward?"

Fu Conglin couldn't stand her teasing a little bit, his breathing became heavy and his eyes dimmed.

"You tell me first, and I'll tell you later."

The man smiled.

Shi Wan: "What are you laughing at?"

He didn't answer, he palmed the back of her head with one hand, wrapped her waist with the other, lowered his head to grab her lips.

Warm breath surged, accompanied by a vague smile overflowing, Fu Conglin bit the corner of her lips, and said in a lazy and contented voice, "Me neither."

Shi Wan didn't believe it, so she pushed him, "How could you..."

Being blocked by him again, they stopped after a while, and both of them were breathing more rapidly, especially Shi Wan, who was almost limp in his arms.

"Really not."

He pressed her forehead and said with a smile: "When did you see me swim, so I said your assumption is not valid, and I still count on you to fish me up."

Shi Wan: "..."

It seems that I have never seen it.

But after a few seconds, she realized again, very annoyed: "You said you can't, it's a landlubber, then when Song Banxia fell into the pool, you ran faster than anyone else to save her!"

The man pondered: "At that time, I was concerned about her poor health, but never thought that she was lying to me, and the pool was not deep."

As soon as Shi Wan mentioned this, she thought of the yin and yang words that the woman named Shuyao said to her in the bathroom before, and became even angrier, and looked unhappy at Fu Conglin.

"Okay, you cared about her and didn't think about me. You wanted to do something to me at that time, and I remember it clearly—oh!"

She rolled her eyes.

Fu Conglin covered her lips, not letting her speak.

He looked at her with gentle brows and eyes, and said softly and firmly in a low voice: "Listen to me, Shiwan, we still have a long life, no matter what happened before, and what kind of harm I caused to you, before you I will accompany you over the hurdles that you can't let go of and the hurdles you can't pass."

In Liu Zhenyun's "One Sentence is Worth Ten Thousand Sentences", there is such a sentence: Nothing in the world can withstand scrutiny, and every scrutiny will hide grievances in everything.

There have also been: life is the future, not the past.

The anger in Shi Wan's heart suddenly dissipated like this. Things like turning over old accounts often seem to be extraordinarily preoccupied and failed, which will trigger many contradictions.

She never thought that there would be a day when Fu Conglin would be so weak and sincere in front of her.

Shi Wan's heart was sore and swollen, she pressed her head against his chest, stretched out her arms to hug him, and there was a soft cry in her voice: "Yeah."

The night is still long, and so is the rest of my life.

So what is she worrying about gaining and losing?