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

Zhao Jiashu is really not a good person.

Fu Zhaochen rubbed his brows, turned over and looked at Sheng Yiruo who was sleeping peacefully beside him, and he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

After a long time, Fu Zhaochen felt someone touch his brow bone.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Sheng Yiruo's thin white fingertips stroking his browbones, and he reached out to grab her hand, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Husband, I had a nightmare, saying that you don't want me anymore."

The corners of Sheng Yiruo's eyes were red with tears.

Fu Zhaochen pulled her into his arms with a slight pause, and he comforted him warmly, "After pregnancy, progesterone only interferes with emotions, don't think about it."

Sheng Yiruo felt that the dream was too real, and her forehead rested on Fu Zhaochen's shoulder.

"But that dream was too real."

Fu Zhaochen patted Sheng Yiruo's butt lightly, like coaxing a baby, he comforted her.

Then he changed the subject, "Last time I asked you to ask your cousin if your cousin likes desserts, did you ask?"

"I married the cousin of Ye Mingyi's second uncle in Ye Yucheng? She doesn't like sweets, and she hasn't even eaten rice for 20 years to keep her figure."

Sheng Yiruo's soft tone made Fu Zhaochen surprised and delighted.

That being the case, the lady hidden in Ye's house must be Shen Zhiyi.

Fu Zhaochen sighed, "Such twists and turns and bizarre grievances and grievances can be written in a book."

"Huh? What did you say?"

Sheng Yiruo's hair was a bit messy, and her wet eyes were like a deer's, soft and tender, which instantly aroused a man's desire to protect and possess.

Fu Zhaochen twitched his Adam's apple, "I said I slept through the night, so I should do morning exercises."

Sheng Yiruo, "..."

Before she could react, Fu Zhaochen pushed the quilt to the top of her head, caged her in the warm darkness, his voice was hoarse, "Honey, let's change the way?"

After the words fell, Fu Zhaochen hugged her tightly, and started another journey of pleasure between men and women with his back to her.

The secretion of dopamine and hormones is particularly strong in the morning, burning a lot of lovers.

Similarly, there is Fang Zhilin downstairs, who is like an insatiable beast, occupying and attacking his prey, tirelessly.

Chen Wanning stretched out her lotus root arm, which was still sticky with sweat, but was pressed down by another wheat-skinned, muscular and smooth arm. The man's well-articulated and slender fingers clasped her palm and pressed it against her. In the soft pillow room.

Fang Zhilin's muffled hum came out, accompanied by Chen Wanning's moaning.

Breakfast was already prepared, the servant looked upstairs and then at the second floor, she coughed in embarrassment, "Ma'am, young people are sleepy, why don't you eat first?"

Rong Lin smiled lightly, and took another sip of porridge, "I've been running for a long time, Sister Qiao, go get busy, they'll get up to heat up their own meals."

Sheng Yiruo fell asleep again, and she opened her eyes to see Fu Zhaochen wearing a tie. He was wearing a snow-colored car shirt, a black and blue striped tie, and a vest and a black cashmere coat on the back of the chair beside him. .

She looked at his broad back, and thought of the night and even the lingering relationship between the two of them just now, her earlobes turned red.

Fu Zhaochen focused on desire but was considerate of her feelings. Every time she didn't come, he teased and teased her in different ways. He didn't pursue his pleasure until she was comfortable and in the mood.

But this kind of man makes her like it and can't stop it, but she can't control it, she is always the passive side.

Fu Zhaochen picked up his clothes and was about to leave, when he saw Sheng Yiruo suddenly closed his eyes, she was pretending to be asleep.

It's just that her red earlobes already showed that her little wife was completely ashamed. He licked his lower lip, "Honey, I have a social event at night, so I won't come back for dinner."

Sheng Yiruo responded subconsciously, "Got it."

Fu Zhaochen laughed loudly, then strode out.

He was late, and Fang Zhilin was the same as him.

When Fu Zhaochen went out and passed by the restaurant, Fang Zhilin was sitting there having breakfast, laughing and whispering to Chen Wanning.

He sneered, "Boss Fang doesn't go to work?"

"what?"

Fang Zhilin bit his mouth on the bread and said, "I have a rest in the morning. I'm the boss, so I can't take a rest?"

Fu Zhaochen sneered, "As long as the employees' salaries are paid, no one will care about you when you die."

After speaking, he walked away.

Fu Zhaochen delayed a lot of work in the company because of his personal affairs, so he went straight to work without leaving time for jet lag.

He has been busy all morning, and he hasn't watched the video from last night that He Yu sent to him, because he is afraid that he will lose his mind to deal with the work after watching it.

However, Fu Zhaochen told the Fu family's bodyguard early in the morning to let Fu Siyao stay at home with Nanyi and Fu Siyu.

Another meaning is to prevent Zhao Jiashu from having any contact with her.

It was almost ten o'clock in the morning, and Sheng Yiruo came in late, wearing flat shoes and holding her stomach.

Fu Zhaochen saw her as soon as he raised his eyes. She was wearing a fisherman's hat, and her chin was a bit round. She looked like a student with baby fat.

He got up and went over to help her take off her coat, "Isn't it because you're tired, why don't you come?"

"I'm here to give my husband a gift."

After speaking, she took out a red brocade box from her coat pocket.

Fu Zhaochen raised his eyebrows, "A pair of rings? I should prepare the wedding ring, wife."

Sheng Yiruo poured water on his own, "Open it and have a look."

Fu Zhaochen opened the box, and saw a brooch of a small emerald green turtle lying on the black velvet. He could see that the imperial green color was excellent, and it was carefully selected by Sheng Yiruo.

However, Fu Zhaochen did not expect that Sheng Yiruo really made him a "green turtle".

Back then, the jewelry order at Sheng Yiruo was purely to squeeze Qin Siyuan away, but Sheng Yiruo still remembered this and made the brooch for him.

Sheng Yiruo raised his eyebrows, "Does it look good? I also asked the master to have a consecration, and bless you with safety and success in your career."

Fu Zhaochen laughed, "Are you sure you didn't bless me with 'If you want to live a good life, you must have a little green on your head'?"

Sheng Yiruo glared at Fu Zhaochen, "That's not true, ghosts are a symbol of longevity and good luck, do you understand?"

Seeing that she was in a hurry, Fu Zhaochen came over to coax her, "I like it. I like everything you gave me."

Sheng Yiruo tiptoed and kissed Fu Zhaochen's cheek, "The studio you gave me is here, and I will give you other jewelry in the future."

She patted Fu Zhaochen's butt, "From now on, I will cover Mr. Fu's tie clips, cuff buttons, brooches, rings, necklaces, and bracelets."

Fu Zhaochen raised his eyebrows and smirked, "Tsk, are you trying to throw money at me? Did you take care of me? Take care of me?"

Sheng Yiruo nodded shyly, "It's not impossible."

Fu Zhaochen reached out and pulled Sheng Yiruo into his arms, "Make me two anklets, with bells."

"You wear it?"

Sheng Yiruo was thinking about the bell on the anklet, and she teased Fu Zhaochen.

Fu Zhaochen smiled ambiguously, and he put it next to Sheng Yiruo's ear, "You wear it, and I will wear it for you when the two of us do it. I want to hear your cry and the crisp sound of the bell."

Sheng Yiruo blushed when he said this, but Fu Zhaochen's face was neither red nor pale.

"You pervert, you are going to be a father, why are you still so perverted?"

She began to hammer Fu Zhaochen, but Fu Zhaochen just laughed and didn't speak.

At this moment, He Yu pushed the door open and came in. He was about to go out again when Fu Zhaochen sneered, "Come back, don't you know how to knock?"

He Yu came back disheartened again and said, "Boss Fu, a phone call from home said that Qin Siyuan was at Fu's house and was running to Miss San."

Fu Zhaochen frowned, "Zhao Jiashu didn't look for him, did he?"