Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Rong Yan's body trembled.

Fu Jingsheng has been reluctant to go to the topic.

The woman begged hoarsely: "Husband, please give it to me."

Fu Jingsheng was helpless against Rong Yan's trembling call for her husband. Originally, he wanted to enjoy it for a while longer after not being together for two days, but the woman's pleadings made him lose direction.

"Rong Yan, sit up." Fu Jingsheng likes to sit face to face with her, hugging each other.

Rong Yan was held by the man's shoulders and carried to her waist.

She made sounds comfortably, but as long as she opened her mouth and took a few breaths, she would start coughing, so she bit her lip and kept making squeaking sounds between her teeth.

Fu Jingsheng pressed his heels against the bed and lifted Rong Yan up.

Rong Yan bent her waist, her head lying on one of the man's shoulders, her arms passed under his armpits and wrapped around his back, her lips were close to his ears, and she said "husband, great" from time to time.

Amidst the woman's compliments, Fu Jingsheng completely lost himself. He picked up Rong Yan and moved out of bed, walked to the dressing table, and put the woman on the stool: "Turn around and look in the mirror."

Rong Yan's neck was red and her cheeks were hotter than when she had a fever. She looked at herself kneeling in the mirror and lowered her head shyly.

Fu Jingsheng held her cheek: "Watch."

He took off his clothes and stood behind Rong Yan, the height of which was just right.

Rong Yan pressed her body directly against the dressing table, and when she was about to hit it, Fu Jingsheng pulled her back. The two people in the mirror acted shamefully.

Why does Fu Jingsheng always like to watch and do it? Rong Yan's face was about to burn through.

She closed her eyes, but Fu Jingsheng's mouth came over and rubbed against her neck: "If you don't want to see, listen."

The man's breathing caressed the woman's ears, and the woman's thighs began to shake. She couldn't even kneel down, and she collapsed softly as if her bones had been pulled out.

Fu Jingsheng was still whispering love words in his ears. The temptation of words was no less than the stimulation of the senses. Rong Yan continued to reach her peak.

Fu Jingsheng didn't have time to put them on, so he got them all in the palm of his hand. He lay on Rong Yan's back and went to the bathroom to wash up a little.

Rong Yan staggered back to the bed. The residual warmth had not receded yet, and the convulsions continued for a while.

She estimated that unless the function ceased one day, neither of them would be able to stop.

Fu Jingsheng came out of the bathroom and brought Rong Yan a warm towel to wipe it with.

Sure enough, after finishing the work, I fell asleep soon after.

I was woken up by a knock on the door at two o'clock in the morning.

Fu Yunlei went upstairs to wake up his mother for breakfast, and then sent her to the hospital for an intravenous drip.

Rong Yan's cough got better. She opened her eyes and didn't see Fu Jingsheng, so she got up and opened the door.

"Mom, the sun is shining on my butt," Fu Yunlei said.

"What kind of oil did Dad buy this morning..." The little boy rubbed his head and thought for a while, what was his name?

"It's a very delicious cake. It's so fragrant. Dad doesn't want us to eat it first. He wants us to wait until you get up to eat it together. I'm greedy." Fu Yunlei licked his lips.

It turns out that Fu Jingsheng went to buy breakfast early in the morning.

Rong Yan bent over and said, "Okay, I'll be down in five minutes." She washed up hastily and then went downstairs.

"Mom." The woman greeted her mother-in-law.

"My child, are you still coughing?" Han Yue first paid attention to his daughter-in-law's condition.

"much better."

"That's good. I asked Yunlei not to call you, but the child didn't listen. Have you woken up yet?" Han Yue asked.

Rong Yan said embarrassedly: "I overslept and forgot to set the alarm clock. I have to go to the hospital to get some water soon. Fortunately, Yun Lei called me."

Fu Jingsheng cooked the porridge. In addition to fried pancakes and pickled cabbage buns, he also bought some special rice and cooked the porridge himself.

"Rong Yan, cakes and steamed buns are not easy to digest. You can only taste them a little. You can drink more porridge." The man warned.

"Oh, my son is very attentive." Han Yue said while serving porridge.

Being able to eat porridge cooked by Fu Jingsheng himself made Rong Yan's eyes smile.

Fu Yunting muttered: "My dad is always courteous in front of my mom. I used to want to eat steamed buns from Dongshi, but he wouldn't buy them for me at home. Did he say that the ones made by aunt were not delicious?"

"Well, my father won't buy you you dough sticks if I want to eat them. But my father said that my mother wanted to eat this pancake. Why didn't he say that the ones outside were unhygienic and let my aunt make whatever she wanted to eat?" Fu Yunlei sang along with his brother.

Fu Jingsheng knocked on his son's head: "I can't stop your mouths even if you eat."

"Fu Jingsheng, I praise you for being down-to-earth now, but I also have to criticize you. If I don't get up from now on, let the children eat breakfast first if they want. It's not good for me to make everyone hungry by myself."

"That's right." Sister Rong Shiyu responded.

"It's whatever you say. Sit down and I'll get you some bread. Tear a little and taste it. Don't eat more." Fu Jingsheng said when he saw his wife reaching for the basin.

Then he took a piece of cake, tore off a very small piece and handed it to Rong Yan.

"That's it? It's not even enough to fill my teeth." Rong Yan looked at the cakes piled high on the plate, and then looked at the fingernail-sized breasts in Fu Jingsheng's hand, and she suddenly lost the desire to eat.

This little bit of food can't satisfy my craving, so I might as well not eat it.

"Try it. After I go back to the hospital for a checkup today, if there is no problem, I will buy it in the afternoon. I will have this cake in the morning and evening." Fu Jingsheng coaxed a child, "Be obedient. People who are sick should be careful."

Rong Yan always believes that you can eat whatever you want. Life is too short and you can't get enough of it, so what's the point. But seeing Fu Jingsheng's serious look, he is really doing it for his own good, so he can't go against the grain.

She reluctantly took it and licked it, and her eyes turned into stars. It was so fragrant. Oil residue was her favorite when she was a child. When she had no snacks, her mother would buy some pork belly and fry it. Sprinkle some salt and it tastes better than anything delicious.

Her taste buds were opened, and Rong Yan was salivating as she looked at Fu Jingsheng who still had more than half of the cake in his hand: "Can you give me another bite? It won't hurt if I eat two bites."

Brothers Fu Yunlei also seemed to have discovered a new world. Fu Yunlei wolfed down the food and did not bother to drink porridge.

"Slow down, don't choke." Han Yue pulled her grandson's hand. If outsiders saw this, they would think that the Fu family had treated these two children badly.

Fu Yunlei wiped his oily mouth: "Dad, what do you call this? Can Grandma Liu make it? I want to eat it every day."

Sure enough, his son's stomach completely obeyed Rong Yan. Fu Jingsheng had never allowed them to eat such greasy things before. He would feel nauseous when he saw anything too greasy. Now, the whole family is in love with this kind of food.

The man tasted it himself and it was really delicious.

"Have another half piece." Rong Yan looked at it eagerly.

Fu Jingsheng tore some more. When he took the cake, Rong Yan felt that she was almost the same as the dog.

The Rong Shiyu sisters are used to eating junk food, so it's not surprising, but they can eat the oil residue in it because their mother used to fry it for them.

Rong Yan ate and cheated, and finally filled her stomach with cakes. She burped, drank some water, and returned to the hospital with Fu Jingsheng.