jdhmnovel Chapter 241 Only sleeping in my wife's arms is the most comfortable
Chapter 241 Only sleeping in my wife's arms is the most comfortable
Fu Chengli glanced at the TV screen, then at An Ying.
The movie had a good ending, it wasn't a tragedy, so why did it make me cry?
Could it be that she's still angry because the pain from the sofa incident this afternoon hasn't subsided?
Fu Chengli chuckled softly and gently patted her back as if coaxing a child.
"Alright, alright, it's my fault. Since you don't like this pose, I won't force you to try it again."
An Ying: "........."
The tears welling up in her eyes suddenly shot back.
Fu Chengli raised an eyebrow.
See? It was true.
Sure enough, I guessed it right.
He leaned close to her ear, his voice deep and magnetic: "So, which position do you prefer? Tell your husband, don't be shy."
An Ying sat up abruptly and glared at him.
Fu Chengli: ? ? ?
An Ying thought to herself: Are all men like this?! Their minds are always filled with those kinds of thoughts?!
She angrily shook off his arm, got up, and went upstairs.
Fu Chengli sighed as he followed closely upstairs.
If you make your wife angry, you have to appease her.
Otherwise, I'd have to sleep on the floor at night.
Sleeping on the floor is absolutely not an option.
The most comfortable feeling is sleeping in my wife's arms.
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a few days later.
With the Civil Affairs Bureau about to open, An Ying organized the materials needed to get her marriage certificate.
One more household registration booklet is needed.
The household registration book is with An Weiping.
An Ying pondered, still wondering how An Weiping would handle the matter between her and Fu Chengli.
An Weiping's phone call in Yecheng last time made things very clear.
He forced An Ying to break up with Fu Chengli.
He was afraid that An Ying would cause trouble for him, anger the Fu family, and bring disaster upon him as her father.
Especially in Yecheng, An Xiaoxiao came to her specifically to ask her to help An Weiping, but An Ying immediately refused.
What if An Weiping holds a grudge and refuses to hand over the household registration book, and even tries to use this matter to threaten me?
An Ying looked up and stared at the dry branches of the roadside not far away, lost in thought for a while, silently making plans in her mind.
Although the beginning of spring is approaching, the northern part of the city remains cold.
Cars whizzed by in twos and threes on the road.
There's no going back now.
It can only succeed, not fail.
Fu Chengli originally wanted to come along, but An Ying declined.
They even made him come to the company early to set an example for the employees.
Fu Chengli was used to being lazy at the company.
He was often too lazy to go to work on time on weekdays, but she wanted him to go to work overtime early.
Fu Chengli had no choice but to grit his teeth and agree.
For the first time in his life, President Fu, who could get whatever he wanted, experienced being manipulated.
He knew An Ying's temperament.
After all, we haven't received the certificate yet.
What should I do if I make my wife leave?
I could only bow my head.
He called Secretary Chen to give instructions on the work that was about to be done, changed into a suit, and went out with An Ying.
An Ying just grabbed the doorknob when her waist tightened.
He lured the person back again.
Fu Chengli's large hand reached inside her coat, caressing and stroking her slender waist inch by inch.
"If your fourth uncle makes things difficult for you, he should call me."
An Ying softly hummed in agreement.
She also longed for his embrace.
But reality must always be faced.
The two of them cuddled and snuggled together in the entryway for a while.
An Ying pinched his tie, gesturing left and right.
I just can't tie it properly.
An Ying stared blankly at the tie in her hand.
Wow, this thing is so hard to tie!
Fu Chengli smiled and pinched An Ying's chin, giving her a long kiss.
An Ying's legs almost gave way.
Fu Chengli smiled and finally removed his fingers from under An Ying's skirt.
"Watch closely, I'll only demonstrate once."
With a few deft flicks of his long, slender fingers, he tied a neat tie knot.
An Ying was still in a daze, her legs had gone weak, and she hadn't recovered yet.
I didn't see it clearly at all.
All I could see was that there seemed to be some shiny bits on the tie?
That rubbed against his fingertips...
An Ying blushed and turned to leave.
Because if we don't leave soon, we might not be able to get out of the house again.
With the Lunar New Year holiday drawing to a close, businesses along the streets are resuming operations.
An Ying, dressed in a light gray long trench coat, slowly walked towards the entrance of the residential complex where An Weiping lived.
The security guard opened the door for her.
The security guard glanced at her, thinking she was some female celebrity, and couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
She tugged at the dark gray scarf around her neck to ward off the cold wind.
The scarf was found in Fu Chengli's wardrobe.
An Ying lowered her head and smelled it; the scarf still had his usual faint pine scent.
His taste.