Ma'am, don't be greedy, Mr. Fu brings hundreds of billions and children to marry

Fu Chen hooked the corner of his mouth, "Fang Zhilin has already told me, and I will make arrangements."

Sheng Yiruo bit the tip of her chopsticks. This was the second time she heard the news of Fang Zhiran's return to China today. Both Nan Yi and Fu Chen liked Fang Zhiran very much. Sheng Yiruo knew this a long time ago.

She didn't like it either, but she always felt that Fang Zhiran had always been indifferent and alienated to her, but this alienation was full of politeness and self-restraint, calmness and elegance.

Fang Zhiran is different from Duan Yuhe's green tea and hypocrisy, she is always frank, but she is also a woman, Sheng Yi vaguely feels that Fang Zhiran likes Fu Zhaochen, and loves him deeply.

Seeing that Sheng Yiruo was distracted frequently, Fu Zhaochen held her hand under the table, "What's the matter? Doesn't suit your appetite?"

Fu Chen also stopped his chopsticks and looked at Sheng Yiruo.

Sheng Yiruo paused and shook his head, "No, I just feel a little tired. I always feel very tired recently and want to sleep."

"Little slob," Fu Zhaochen took the lychee box and began to peel the lychees for Sheng Yiruo, "Eat some fruit, don't eat if you don't want to eat, and I'll serve you some noodles when you're hungry at night."

Sheng Yiruo didn't expect that Fu Zhaochen's consideration for her would not betray his elders, but this made her very embarrassed.

The tenderness and beauty of the two of them can be shown in front of the elders in a grand manner when no one is around, appearing undignified and frivolous.

Sheng Yiruo stood up embarrassedly, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Fu Chen looked at her back. After the door closed, he turned to Fu Zhaochen and said, "Are you and Xiaotu together again? That's what I was talking about."

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

The "together" in his father's mouth does not mean that the two are together but refers to the love in the bed. Thinking of this, the tips of his ears turned red, and then he pulled off his tie, "Yeah."

Fu Zhaochen licked his lower lip, and then asked, "Isn't this normal? You don't want your son to look like a monk every day, right? "

Fu Zhaochen's appearance has inherited the advantages of Fu Chen and Nan Yi, and his temperament is outstanding, giving people the impression of a cool and dignified ascetic male god.

But once he started meat, driven by instinct and taste, he couldn't abstain from sex, and not indulging in sex was already the ultimate tolerance.

Fu Chen sneered, "I don't just mean that, I mean Xiaotu looks like this, lethargic and tired, maybe she's pregnant."

Fu Zhaochen, who was peeling the lychee, shook his hand, and a round lychee with crystal clear flesh fell on his pants.

He quickly took it away, but the place where the pants chain was still smeared with fruit juice.

Fu Zhaochen hurriedly asked, "Pregnant? Then... I'm going to be a father?"

Although 26-year-old Fu Zhaochen is seasoned and mature, in Fu Chen's eyes he is still an incomprehensible kid, he stretched out his hand and squeezed Fu Zhaochen's shoulder, "I just said that these symptoms are similar, not that I am really pregnant. You have time to take her for an examination."

Fu Zhaochen nodded blankly.

Son, this is definitely not in Fu Zhaochen's plan.

To be honest, he is not ready yet, because he has thought about the two-person world for two years in his heart. After all, he never wants to taste the good taste of a man and woman's journey. He just wants to persevere and practice makes perfect.

Fu Chen understood what his foolish son was thinking, and shook his head speechlessly, "The color makes the mind faint."

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

On the way home, Sheng Yiruo was not in high spirits, she turned her head to look at the busy traffic outside the window, and the neon lights were shining.

Fu Zhaochen glanced at Sheng Yiruo's lower abdomen from time to time, thinking in his heart that it would be nice if the crystallization of love between the two of them was really born there, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the 24-hour light sign of the pharmacy in front, he wanted to stop.

Sheng Yiruo looked at him puzzled, "What's the matter? Are you going to buy medicine?"

Fu Zhaochen shook his head, "I'm going to buy a pregnancy test stick. You're lethargic and you can take it. I think you might be pregnant, little rabbit."

Sheng Yiruo's cheeks were flushed but he shook his head, "Don't mess around, I had blood in my leucorrhea yesterday, which is a sign of coming to my aunt. As for lethargy, a good appetite is also a sign of my aunt."

Fu Zhaochen didn't think much of it before, but after he had just had expectations, he was suddenly poured with cold water, and he was a little at a loss as to what to do.

He didn't stop and drove home, so he heard Sheng Yiruo ask, "Zhaochen, how do you plan to welcome sister Zhiran back to China?"

"Is there any new way, not welcome at the airport?"

Fu Zhaochen thought for a while before saying, "However, Zhiran seldom came back during the holidays when she was studying abroad for a master's and doctoral program. I really should think of a new way to welcome her."

Sheng Yiruo looked at the man who fell into deep thought after saying this, and felt unspeakable taste in his heart.

She didn't know why she always wanted to "take Fu Zhaochen as her own" cautiously, but they were friends and classmates, so there was nothing wrong with him taking a little effort to welcome Fang Zhiran back to China.

Fu Zhaochen turned his head to look at Sheng Yiruo, her expression was dull, her eyes were full of thoughts.

When she arrived at Yaqingyuan, Sheng Yiruo was always sleepy. She didn't like her state very much, but she couldn't control it.

She put in the bath water and went to take a bath, the bubble bath can heal everything.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw that Fu Zhaochen had finished taking a shower. He was leaning lazily yet gracefully on the head of the bed, with smooth hair, he looked at her without blinking.

He smiled like a male fox without bones.

A pair of peach-blossom eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the tails of the eyes were upturned with affection, or in other words, the eyes he looked at were full of affection.

Fu Zhaochen seemed to know that he had the capital to be stunning, his pajamas were unbuttoned, revealing the sexy abdominal muscles and rib side muscle lines, as well as the sharp and deep collarbone.

Sheng Yiruo couldn't look away.

Fu Zhaochen smiled bewitchingly, "Honey, do you want to get closer so that you can see more clearly?"

Sheng Yiruo's face flushed even more after taking a shower, "What are you doing? Seduce me?"

"No, coax you."

Fu Zhaochen licked his lower lip, "I feel that you have been unhappy at night, may I know the reason?"

Sheng Yiruo lowered his eyebrows, Fu Zhaochen immediately got up and went to blow-dry her hair without further questioning, and when he was done, he leaned over and carried her to the bed.

But being imprisoned in Fu Zhaochen's arms, he spoke slowly, "Can we talk this time?"

"Because of lack of self-confidence and self-ashamedness. Sister Zhiran is so good, and everyone likes her so much. I'm afraid you will like her too."

Sheng Yiruo's little daughter's thoughts became more and more obvious, her cheeks were flushed, which made Fu Zhaochen's heart itch.

He laughed dumbfounded, "Just because of this?"

Sheng Yiruo scolded, "Isn't that enough?"

"I want to have a good morning with her. What else do you have to do? Don't think about it."

Fu Zhaochen rubbed the tip of his nose against Sheng Yiruo's cheek, "It doesn't matter how nice she is, I only like my little rabbit."

After finishing speaking, he went down again, rubbing his head against the soft flesh on Sheng Yiruo's chest, "My little rabbit's little rabbit is better, it's firm and soft, and it feels amazing to the touch."

"Fu Zhaochen, you hate me, you're like a pervert for a day...uh..."

Sheng Yiruo wanted to curse a few more words, but Fu Zhaochen kissed her, and she was entangled in the breath brought by the tip of his tongue.

But Fu Zhaochen didn't make it to the end with her, he just kissed and touched her, and then he lay there contentedly, "Go to sleep, I'm a little tired these two days."

Fu Zhaochen was busy with the acquisition, and at the same time had to implement the plan of retaliation against Ye Yucheng.

At night, Sheng Yiruo had a nightmare. She dreamed that a boa constrictor came to bite her with its mouth wide open. She asked Fu Zhaochen for help, but he rescued Fang Zhiran first, and she died in the snake's belly.

"what...."

Sheng Yiruo screamed and sat up, Fu Zhaochen woke up and hugged her into his arms, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Sheng Yiruo's heartbeat slowed down a little when she heard Fu Zhaochen's voice. She leaned on his shoulder, "I dreamed that a big snake was chasing and biting me. You didn't save me but saved someone else."

"Others? Who are they?"

Sheng Yiruo didn't answer, but Fu Zhaochen smirked, "I'll beat someone to death, okay?"

Then, he comforted Sheng Yiruo to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep.

Fu Zhaochen found that Sheng Yiruo's nerves were tense since the accident in Sheng's family, and she felt insecure.

Thinking of this, he hugged him tightly.

Fu Zhaochen took the phone and saw that Sheng Yixia asked him to send a thousand-layer cake to the villa in Yeyu City tomorrow...