My bad ex-husband scolded me for being infertile? A wealthy man got married again and had two babies

"Cigarettes? I found them boring, so I quit."

When Zhou Muchuan felt that the cigarette in his mouth was tasteless, Fu Zhenchuo was also answering Xu Yansang's questions seriously.

Xu Yansang was a little surprised, "I thought smokers were all addicted."

Fu Zhen had mentioned before that she wanted to quit smoking, but she didn't really believe it. If smoking was so easy to quit, there wouldn't be so many people smoking in the world.

In her mind, as long as Fu Zhenmu didn't smoke in the house and didn't expose her to secondhand smoke in front of her, she would be content.

When she came back tonight, Fu Zhentao casually asked her why she smelled of cigarettes. She told him that she had accompanied Chen Ranxing to attend a celebration banquet tonight. There was a man smoking in the box at the celebration banquet, and she also smelled of cigarettes.

She suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen Fu Zhentao smoking for a while, so she asked.

I didn't expect that he actually quit smoking.

"You are awesome." Xu Yansang couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. "You quit smoking immediately. Your perseverance is really admirable."

Fu Zhenzhuo looked at her deeply, "Don't you dislike the smell of cigarettes?"

Xu Yansang looked into those bottomless black eyes, and her heart beat fast for a moment. What did he mean by that? Did he... quit smoking for her?

My ears became very hot and my palms were slightly sweaty. I was so nervous that I didn't know what to do. I wanted to ask, but I was too embarrassed to ask. If I didn't ask, I would feel uncomfortable as if I was being scratched by a cat.

Thinking of all the words that Chen Ranxing had said to her before she came back, she became even more nervous, and the heat rushed to her face. She felt like she was sober before she came back, but now she seemed to be drunk again and felt very hot.

Want to ask?

Don't ask... In case you are being too sentimental...

Why don't you ask... or forget it...

What if he likes me... What are you dreaming about...

In the end, Xu Yansang still didn't have the courage to ask even a single question, and ran away in a panic, "Well... I'll go see if Chen Qiao has finished his homework. It's time to eat."

Fu Zhenzhuo looked at her back as she almost fled in panic and smiled bitterly. She was indeed still unwilling. He had said it so clearly and she clearly understood it, but she was still unwilling to respond.

All in all, the two have been living together for almost nine months.

Apart from the initial marriage certificate, he made no progress at all.

With a light sigh, Bai Lang's jokes flashed through her mind again. "Brother Fu, if you ask me, don't be a fool. Is there anything that can't be solved by sleeping? Haven't you heard that a woman's vagina is the key to her soul?"

He curled his fingers slightly, then shook his head gently to drive the words out of his mind.

Yan Sang was like a treasure, like a goddess, sacred and inviolable to him. He loved her, but respected her more. He would not use such despicable means to get her, and would not offend her.

He has already trapped the couple in marriage, so how long can it take for them to love each other?

After convincing himself, Fu Zhenzhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Yansang quickly called Chen Qiao out for dinner.

But when she was eating, she seemed a little absent-minded. She was still putting spoonful after spoonful of soup into her mouth after she had finished it.

Chen Qiao and Fu Zhenzhuo looked at each other and asked silently, "Did you make Aunt Xu angry?"

Fu Zhen hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

Could it be that the words I said before dinner made her unhappy?

Come to think of it, her purpose of marrying me was very simple, just to be able to adopt a child and have a temporary place to stay after the divorce. Now that the child is adopted and she has money, it seems that his necessity has disappeared all of a sudden...

The money in her hand was given to her by him in every possible way... Fu Zhenmu now realized how it felt to shoot oneself in the foot.

What he said must have disgusted her...

The meal ended in a weird atmosphere. Chen Qiao tactfully went back to his room to review, leaving the space for the two of them.

Before leaving, he winked at Fu Zhenzhuo, signaling him to behave well.

Fu Zhenzhuo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and waved his hands at her.

While Fu Zhencuo was in the kitchen washing dishes, Xu Yansang took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, poured a glass, and drank it with a fearless attitude.

Alcohol makes cowards brave. The alcohol that Chen Ranxing gave her to give her courage was almost gone. She felt that she could not say those words when she was sober.

Since she has decided to fight for it, if she backs down, she won't be able to explain to Chen Ranxing, and... she really doesn't want to leave any regrets.

Anyway...anyway...the worst that can happen is that we'll never have anything to do with each other again.

If he is willing to give it a try, then she will continue to live here and cultivate her relationship with him. If he is not willing, then she will move out tomorrow since she has rented a new house anyway.

But she was really panicked. She was still panicked after drinking two beers. It was the first time in her thirty years of life that she took the initiative to confess her love.

Before marrying Zhou Muchuan, she had never been in a relationship, and it was Zhou Muchuan who took the initiative to be with her. This was also the first time she took the initiative to pursue a man.

No. It doesn't really count as pursuing her, it's just asking...but God, why is it so hard to even ask her?

She was so anxious that she drank the whole bottle of beer without realizing it.

By the time she reacted, her brain was completely frozen. She looked blankly at the empty bottle in her hand. How could she have drunk so much?

It's over-

As soon as this thought came into her mind, Xu Yansang's eyes rolled back and she fainted.

Fu Zhencuo came out after washing the dishes and saw her lying on the table. He thought she was just asleep, but when he walked closer he saw the beer bottle next to her. Then he saw the abnormal blush on her face and his heart tightened.

Did his words drive her to this point?

She probably really doesn't want there to be a misalignment in the relationship between them.

Fu Zhenzhuo sighed, regretting his previous impulsiveness, and leaned over to call her softly, "Yansang? Yansang? Get up and go to sleep in the room."

Xu Yansang groaned twice but didn't move.

Her mind was still a little bit clear, but only a little bit. For example, she knew that the voice was Fu Zhen's. Other than that, she couldn't think of anything else.

Moreover, his whole body was controlled by alcohol and it was difficult for him to even lift a finger.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Fu Zhen sighed and could only bend down and pick her up sideways.

The moment her body was suspended in the air, Xu Yansang regained some clarity in her mind. She opened her eyes with difficulty and saw the handsome face so close to her. She smiled, "A-Tan..."

Fu Zhen's lower abdomen tightened.

The beloved woman was in his arms, her fragrant and soft body pressed tightly against his chest, her pretty face flushed, her eyes misty as she called him "A-Tan", her voice soft and sweet...

It's hard for him not to react.

He sighed in his heart, opened the door and put Xu Yansang on the bed. After hesitating for a moment, he still didn't touch her clothes. He just pulled the thin quilt to cover her body and said softly, "Be good, you will feel comfortable after a good sleep."

Although Xu Yansang was drunk, she still remembered her mission clearly. She grabbed Fu Zhenzhuo's sleeve tightly and refused to let him leave.

Fu Zhen was puzzled, "Yan Sang?"

Xu Yansang uttered an unclear "hmm".

Fu Zhenzhuo sighed, squatted down, held her hand, and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else? Would you like some water?"

Xu Yansang couldn't react to what he said, but she refused to let go.

Fu Zhenzhuo had no choice but to ask, "How can I sleep if you keep holding me?"

Xu Yansang couldn't figure out why she was holding him, but she subconsciously knew that there was something important that she hadn't done and she couldn't let go.

"Ah..."

Her hands grabbed around his neck.

"I can't let you go, please don't go..."

Fu Zhen's eyes softened, "Okay, I won't leave. I'll stay with you."

Xu Yansang's mouth was very dry, and she licked her lips unconsciously. Her bright red lips were as tender as tofu, rosy and attractive.

Fu Zhentao smiled bitterly and took a deep breath. She was really testing his willpower.

He had no confidence in his willpower, and when she turned over and kicked the quilt away, revealing her white and tender legs, he quickly wrapped the quilt back around her.

Under the quilt, the slender white legs kept moving. Fu Zhen was distracted, but he was determined not to let her kick the quilt.

Xu Yansang felt very hot, and hummed twice in grievance, as if something airtight had wrapped her up. She felt very uncomfortable, and after struggling for a long time, she couldn't get rid of it. She opened her eyes in a daze, "Hot..."

Under the light, the man's handsome face reflected in her eyes, and she reached out her hand and touched it in a daze.

"Ah...you are so beautiful..."

The soft, boneless little hands kept touching his face. Fu Zhenzhuo swallowed his saliva and his whole body became stiff.

Xu Yansang licked her lips, thinking she was dreaming. If she wasn’t dreaming, why would A’zhuo sit in front of her and let her touch his face?

So in her dream, she unscrupulously pulled his face over, kissed him, smacked her lips, and said, "I've made my money back."

Fu Zhen's breathing became a little faster, and the veins on his hands were bulging from the force. He spoke in a low and restrained voice, "Yan Sang, do you know what you are doing?"

Xu Yansang said, "I'm kissing you."

"Why did you kiss me?"

"Because you're really good-looking, well... it's good for me too... it would be nice if you weren't a lesbian..."

The passion in Fu Zhenzhuo's eyes could hardly be suppressed, and there was a hint of unspeakable forbearance in his voice, "If I were not a homosexual...what would you do?"

"I can sleep with you then..." Xu Yansang looked at him dreamily, with a trace of saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth, "Just like a real couple..."

This answer gave Fu Zhenchuo wild surprise and excitement, and he took a deep breath.

He couldn't stay any longer, he would lose control of himself.

Taking advantage of someone's misfortune is not what a gentleman does. Even if something is going to happen, it should happen when she is conscious and clear-headed.

Just as he was about to stand up, he realized that Xu Yansang was still holding his sleeve tightly. He tried to pry her hand open, but he didn't dare to use too much force for fear of hurting her.

So I tried my best but still couldn't get what I wanted.

"Yansang..." His tone was pleading, "Let go."

Xu Yansang didn't let go, and she could do whatever she wanted in her dream.

She pulled Fu Zhenzhuo down and kissed him.

While kissing, he asked vaguely, "How many girlfriends have you had?"

Fu Zhen's voice was dry, "No."

Xu Yansang stopped moving.

The woman's lips were pressed against his, her soft body was against his chest, he would never dream of doing something so exciting, he just felt as if his whole body was numbed by electricity, he used all his willpower to suppress the urge to press her under him.

Xu Yansang leaned against his chest and asked sadly, "Would you have that kind of plot?"

Fu Zhenzhuo didn't react. She had already forgotten the question she had asked. She looked up and wanted to say something to him, but accidentally touched his Adam's apple.

The man's body tensed, and he could hardly control himself as he grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.

The passion that had been suppressed in her heart burst out. Without knowing when, the two of them rolled onto the bed. When Fu Zhenzhuo unbuttoned her clothes, she suddenly regained consciousness.

He gently propped himself up and looked at her hair which was wet with sweat due to the heat. He sighed softly and wanted to get up, but Xu Yansang didn't want to. She only had the courage to do such a thing in her dreams, and she kept rubbing against his chest like a cat.

Fu Zhen's body tensed up, and his low, hoarse voice carried a hint of a bitter smile and a plea, "Yansang, spare me..."

Xu Yansang was drunk and didn't understand a man's patience. She just wanted to stick to him and not let go.

Fu Zhentao coaxed her in a low voice until she fell into a deep sleep. He was finally able to escape, and as if escaping from a panic, he ran into the bathroom and took a cold shower for half an hour.

While taking a shower, he couldn't help but think of what Xu Yansang had just said.

"Ah, you are so beautiful..."

"I'm kissing you..."

"If only you weren't gay..."

She likes him, right? At least a little bit?

She invited him so warmly, which meant that she didn't mind having physical contact with him. He...had a chance, right?

The kiss just now was so passionate and fierce, as if it had released certain seals in the body. Fu Zhenmu looked down and sighed.

Then I took a cold shower for half an hour.

That night, Xu Yansang rested well. She got everything in her dream and even slept with a smile on her face.

Fu Zhencuo tossed and turned and didn't sleep well. He kept thinking about what Xu Yansang said, then about that deep kiss, and then about that soft body.

She was lying less than a meter away from him, on his bed.

I can’t think about it anymore, I have to take another cold shower.

That night, all that accompanied him were endless sighs.

The next day, Xu Yansang opened her eyes and climbed up with some difficulty.

She vaguely remembered that she had a beautiful dream last night, but she had completely forgotten what she dreamed about.

Yes, she was drunk.

I originally wanted to give myself courage, but I accidentally drank a whole bottle of beer and completely lost consciousness.

Was it A'qu who carried her to bed?

Xu Yansang's ears turned red and she felt a little annoyed. She had finally mustered up the courage, but how could he get drunk?

It's so useless.

She was annoyed for a while, then got up and washed. Just as she finished washing, Fu Zhenchuo, who had sent Chen Qiao to school, came back with breakfast in his hand. When he saw Xu Yansang coming out of the bathroom, he coughed uncomfortably.

What happened last night was engraved in his mind like a brand. He was nervous all night, afraid that Xu Yansang still remembered that he had offended her... Although he couldn't help himself, it was indeed a hooligan act.

He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Xu Yansang looked normal.

He couldn't help but look at her lips again, and an impulse surged in his heart.

People will indeed continue to want more.

Xu Yansang had no recollection of what happened last night. She smiled at Fu Zhenzhuo and opened the bag he brought back. "What did you buy?"

"Sandwiches and soy milk." Fu Zhen walked to her side unnoticed, only to feel dry mouth and cough lightly, and said casually, "I'm actually... bisexual."