Chapter 138: A Single Man’s Secret Search for a Wife (18)
Chu Xiaoman ate and drank for the first time in a long time, lay in his mother's arms, and fell asleep soon after.
Fu Sheng picked up the child and put it gently into the cradle. He took off the child's shoes, socks and coat, and covered him with a soft quilt.
His movements were very skillful. He was still a teenager, but he was already very good at taking care of the children by himself. He felt overweight as a husband.
Chu Xiang sat on the bed, looking at Fusheng's appearance as a father, and couldn't help but feel even more moved. She didn't remember the first time they met, let alone how they fell in love, but now she spends many days with Fusheng. The more she does, the more she will understand why she liked him in the first place.
But now, Chu Xiang was holding something back in his heart and didn't know how to talk to him.
Fusheng's hand touched Chu Xiaoman's neck and confirmed that Chu Xiaoman was really "asleep". He couldn't hold it in any longer, turned around and rushed towards Chu Xiang on the bed.
Fusheng used to be like a blank sheet of paper when it came to matters between men and women, and was smeared by Chu Xiang for two years. Now he is an expert. While kissing Chu Xiang, one of his hands had already slipped into her skirt.
He has always been very smart in this matter, knowing that he must first make her feel comfortable before she will be willing to feel comfortable with him, so Fusheng's skills as a craftsman are getting better and better.
Chu Xiang wanted to talk to him about something serious, but he made him angry, so he turned his back on the guest and pinned the man down.
Fusheng's eyes lit up and he quickly lay down without any resistance, expecting Chu Xiang to do whatever he wanted to him.
Not long after, Chu Xiang fell down due to exhaustion.
Fusheng kissed her cheek, "Xiangxiang, you are so great."
He fully affirmed her efforts, and his sticky voice was sweet and gentle, but contrary to his voice, his hand that held her waist and never let go became stronger and stronger.
Thanks to Chu Xiaoman sleeping "deeply" and not being woken up by Jingjing, otherwise Chu Xiang would have died of embarrassment.
In the second half of the night, the energetic young man felt a little satisfied. He held her in his arms, with a smile on his lips, and kept kissing her on the face.
He had been alone for who knows how many years, and had never established an intimate relationship with anyone before. He had long been accustomed to loneliness. Chu Xiang unexpectedly broke into his world like a robber, and her surging emotional impact The power is extremely strong, and the novel and unfamiliar experience is extremely addictive.
The floating life is like a vine, wishing to cling to her body and absorb more love. He knows no bounds in his clinginess and is tireless in pestering her.
But just when they were having a good time, Chu Xiang's words broke all his joy.
"I have to leave for a few days."
Fusheng paused from the gentle kiss on her temples, lowered his eyes to look at her, and said blankly: "Where is Xiangxiang going? Xiaoman and I are together."
"No." Chu Xiang turned sideways, staring at his presence with beautiful eyes, "The place I am going to is very dangerous for you and Xiaoman."
Unwilling to give up, Fusheng grabbed her hand tightly, "Xiaoman and I are both powerful, we are not afraid of danger."
"But I'm afraid." Chu Xiang hesitated for a while, then told him the truth, "Fusheng, I want to go to the Shinto temple, but I don't want you to go there."
Fusheng came closer and touched her forehead, "I won't go, and neither will Xiangxiang."
"I have a reason to go. There is something I want to find the answer to."
Fusheng looked confused. Chu Xiang raised his hand and gently stroked his cold pale face. His complexion was like white jade, clean and pure, just like his ruby eyes, which should have been red symbolizing danger, but when he stared at When I look at her, she is dazzling and beautiful.
She smiled and said, "Fusheng, have I ever told you that you are so beautiful before?"
The boy's complexion suddenly turned pink, his eyelashes trembled, and the little shadows falling on his eyes looked cute. The corners of his lips were slightly pursed, with a slight curvature, as if he was shy, but also seemed to be happy.
"On the day we got married, you said this after you took off my clothes."
Chu Xiang: "..."
Well, such a tough style is indeed what she would have.
Chu Xiang suddenly became interested and squeezed forward into the boy's arms. He raised his eyes and looked at him brightly, "What was it like when we got married? We must be very happy, right?"< br>
The corners of Fusheng's lips couldn't help but rise, and he rubbed Chu Xiang's face, making a low "hmm" sound.
As an alien who has been separated from the outside world and the crowd for too long, Fusheng naturally has no concept of "getting married". He only thinks that when men and women want to have sex, they are like wild beasts in the mountains and forests, and one can lie behind the other. .
So one day, he took action.
It was a starry moon night, and Chu Xiang couldn't bear it anymore, so she asked Fusheng to watch on the shore to see if anyone else was approaching. She walked into the lake in the forest.
Fusheng sat on the shore with his back on his back, his hands clasping his knees, and his red eyes looking around from time to time. He fulfilled the duty entrusted to him by Chu Xiang very well to keep other things away.
The pattering sound of water coming from behind should be no different from the usual sound of rain, but his mouth felt inexplicably dry and his heart was up and down. Some kind of instinct reminded him that he was going crazy. I want to see what the woman behind is doing.
Fusheng didn't think there was anything attractive about the ghost-like woman, and he didn't want to admit that he actually wanted to watch a female ghost bathing, so he leaned forward and looked at his body strangely, and then tried to suppress it with both hands. , but with little effect.
Fusheng had to put his knees together and hug his legs with both hands, trying to cover up his gaffe in this way.
He glanced around in panic, and when he saw a small black snake on the ground slowly crawling towards the shore, he rolled his eyes and quietly moved a little to the side to make way for the small black snake. Road.
After a while, the woman screamed, "Fu Sheng, there is a snake!"
"Where are the snakes?" Fusheng quickly stood up, turned around and took a look openly, and was dazzled by the sight he had never seen before under the moonlight.
The stars and the bright moon accompany each other, and their rays of light match the sparkling waves on the water.
The girl with long hair scattered has lost all the mud spots, and is not even a strand. She is fair and clean, and seems to be brighter than the moonlight. She is between the water and the moon. She may be a goddess who fell, but it is nothing more than that.
She hugged her body and shouted again: "Fusheng!"
The young man on the shore came to his senses. The moment he stepped into the water, his red clothes and untied white hair became more beautiful in the water.
The ripples at both ends of the water surface spread out, and gradually merged into one as they approached.
The little black snake that was used as a tool was suddenly caught and thrown far away without a trace.