Quick Wear: The host is a jerk again and runs away

Chapter 434: Revenge of the Republic of China 22

Compared to her safety, his longing and suppressed emotions were nothing.

Fu Xicheng opened his mouth, wanting to persuade her to leave again, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was blocked by Xue Yi.

The warm lips pressed against his, blocking all the words he was about to say back into his stomach.

He closed his eyes, wanting to cherish this rare moment of warmth.

Zhang Shuwan...

I thought it would just be a quick taste, but she seemed particularly proactive today. The fragrance from her body flowed in the room, fascinating, wrapping Fu Xicheng tightly, as if pulling him into the cage of desire.

With the last bit of rationality left, he pushed her away and said, "No... I'm still sick... It will spread..."

"hiss……"

Before he could finish, she cut off his retreat.

For the first time, she was the one taking the lead between the two of them, while he just lay half-lying, accepting her demands and her intimate kisses.

"Fu Xicheng."

"Um……"

"I love you."

"Please don't chase me away, okay? I learned self-defense from my father. I can protect myself."

"Don't drive me away."

"I want to stay with you."

Her delicate kisses, with a tender tone, fell on every inch of his body.

The man lay there with his hands on her slender waist. His mind was filled with the words she had said, replaying over and over again, gradually filling his entire brain and nerves.

she says……

She loves him.

Zhang Shuwan said she wanted to stay with him.

The hidden emotions in his heart seemed to burst out because he got the correct answer. The surging sea of ​​love broke through the floodgates and made him fall into a sea of ​​ecstasy.

He was not good at saying nice things, he just turned over, took control, and gently kissed her between the eyebrows.

"it is good."

……

Xue Yi officially stayed and stayed with Fu Xicheng.

Within two days, the news that President Fu had a beautiful wife spread throughout Donggu, and naturally reached Fu Yi's ears.

Taking advantage of the night, he contacted Liu Mo and asked for a few photos.

Under the dim street lights, the woman in the photo is gentle and generous, and looks clean and kind.

Fu Xicheng stood beside her, put his arm around her waist, and they both looked at the camera. Fu Yi finally saw a smile on his son's face again after seven years.

He chuckled, and even the eye that had been dug out seemed to have some light.

"I'm very good at judging faces. She's a good girl."

"Does Ah Sheng like her very much?"

Liu Mo looked at the group photos and smiled. "Miss Zhang is the only one accepted by the young master in all these years. She is a good girl. She was worried about the safety of the young master in Donggu, so she traveled day and night. It took her more than half a month to get here."

"As soon as she arrived, she asked me to take her to see the young master. After learning that the young master was ill, she also took good care of him."

"Marshal, you can rest assured."

"With Miss Zhang here, the young master will have a companion for the rest of his life."

Fu Yi smiled, but after hearing the word "companion", his smile faded a little. He put the photo away, and then handed Liu Mo a small box.

"This is the safety lock I prayed for Ah Sheng when he was just born, but later... I was never able to give it away."

"When they have a child in the future, give it to the child."

"Don't tell him I gave it to him. Just say you gave it to him."

Liu Mo took the box and felt sorry for Fu Yi. "Marshal, why are you doing this? The young master has grown up and become a president who can stand on his own. In my opinion, now is the best time to tell him the truth."

"Do you want him to hate you forever?"

Fu Yi shook his head, "No, now is not the best time."

"Liu Mo, wait a little longer, I know what to do."

"Okay..." Liu Mo put the box away, put it in his pocket, and then said goodbye to Fu Yi in the cover of night.

When he returned to the government office, Xue Yi was cooking with Fu Xicheng.

The sound of the two people playing could be heard across the corridor. Liu Mo smiled with relief, then touched the small box with the safety lock in his pocket, and an idea became more certain in his mind.

Marshal, you should also enjoy such family happiness.

On the other side, Fu Yi returned to the garrison point in North China. Along the way, every soldier called him "General".

He walked in silence and moved a stool to sit in front of his tent.

The moonlight poured down on this middle-aged man who was burdened with heavy responsibilities. Although he was wearing a military uniform, he still looked a little haggard.

He stretched out his calloused fingers and gently stroked the black beads on the ring, muttering in a place where no one could see:

"An Rong, my son has grown up and has a girl he likes. Have you seen it?..."

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