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Wen Qiao felt that sothing was slightly off about Fu Jinghen’s statent.
"When soone is with you to watch a horror movie, you are not afraid, but when you get back, you still have to sleep alone. So, I’m staying tonight to keep you company."
"Ah?" Wen Qiao pointed at her feet, "Are you saying, you’re staying over at my place tonight?"
"Yeah."
Fu Jinghen slid his hands under Wen Qiao’s arms and lifted her up; her body reacted faster than her brain, and her legs instinctively wrapped around Fu Jinghen’s waist.
Fu Jinghen kicked the apartnt door shut with his foot and, holding Wen Qiao, walked over to the sofa and sat down. He looked at the still dazed Wen Qiao and leaned down to kiss her on the corner of her lips. "Don’t you want to stay and keep you company?"
This handso-man tactic caused Wen Qiao a mont of bewildernt.
"It’s not that I don’t want..."
"Then I’ll stay to keep you company."
Wen Qiao blinked, "But I don’t have a guest room here."
As soon as she said this, Wen Qiao regretted it.
The first day she t Fu Jinghen, they had already slept together in the sa room and on the sa bed; her words now had absolutely no deterring effect.
"But..." Wen Qiao was still desperately struggling, "I don’t have any clothes for you to change into."
"There are spares in the car."
"..."
At this point, what else could she say?
Wen Qiao was unwilling to give in so easily; she wriggled her body and gave a "Yikes", "Why are you in such a hurry to sleep in the sa bed with just after making up?"
The living room was dark, lit only by a warm yellow wall lamp that cast a faint glow.
Wen Qiao didn’t see Fu Jinghen’s eyes suddenly deepen but felt that they were exceptionally bright, making her sowhat unable to look directly at him.
Fu Jinghen’s large hand clasped her waist, his voice slightly hoarse, "Baby has already started thinking about whether we should have a son or a daughter in the future, aren’t you more anxious than I am?"
Actually, it was quite funny; they hadn’t even taken that step yet, but were already thinking so far ahead.
Wen Qiao’s eyes widened, "That’s unfair, I was only following along with what Sister Fu Qiang said."
"I’m happy about that too."
Within one day, Wen Qiao had heard Fu Jinghen say he was happy twice.
Wen Qiao gave up resisting, "Alright, alright, then you can stay here for a while, I’ll co back after watching the movie with Jiang Yao."
"Okay."
Fu Jinghen kissed the corner of Wen Qiao’s lips again, knowing that Jiang Yao was waiting for her, he restrained himself to just nibble on her lip, then loosened his hand from around her waist, "Go."
Wen Qiao slid off him, walked a few steps away, then doubled back, "How about you co along?"
"I think, Jiang Yao wouldn’t want to co."
Wen Qiao thought about it, and it made sense; no one likes unnecessary excitent.
"Then I’ll go." Wen Qiao held up two fingers, "I’ll be back in no more than two and a half hours."
"Okay."
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After fingerprint verification, Wen Qiao entered Jiang Yao’s house, which had everything ready.
"Wow." Wen Qiao’s eyes lit up when she saw the beer and crayfish on the coffee table, "Sister Yao, did sothing good happen to you today? You even prepared so many delicious foods, aren’t you letting watch my figure anymore?"
"No, no, no." Jiang Yao held up a finger and shook it, "You still need to watch your figure, but happiness is necessary too. After eating tonight, just run a few extra hours on the treadmill tomorrow."
Wen Qiao suddenly stood up, "I suddenly don’t want this happiness anymore."
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