Fu simiu doesn't talk about his past with Zeng Miao. Song Yuneng can see that when he mentions Zeng Miao's name, he doesn't have too many feelings on his face except for his displeasure. It doesn't look like he married himself because he loves Zeng Miao deeply and wants to get angry with her.

But she couldn't think of it. Since she didn't love Zeng Miao, why didn't he mention their past? Did that make him not want to recall?

Or is there another reason?

In a trance, the meal ordered by Fu Si Mu has been delivered. Fu Si Mu kisses her lips and leads her to stand up: "go down and eat something."

Song Yu nods. She is a little hungry.

On the dining table, Fu simiu takes good care of her. Even the shrimp shells have to be peeled and put in her bowl.

Song Yu is enjoying his kindness to himself in silence. She doesn't know whether he only treats himself like this or everyone else. He is a gentle gentleman in his bones.

"You can have some, too." Song Yuteng took the initiative to bring vegetables to him.

Unconsciously, their relationship seemed to melt, and returned to the state before Zeng Miao appeared a few days ago.

But Song Yu knew that once Zeng Miao appeared, they could not go back to the past.

After dinner, Song Yu takes the initiative to help with the dishes. Although she is still not very skilled in housework, she does not want to be taken care of by him all the time. She is a waste man with open mouth.

What's more, she is now eating him, living in him, and wearing all his clothes.

"I'll do it. You go and have a rest." Fu Si Mu dotes on the way.

He has skillfully put on the gloves to wash the dishes and put water in the bowl pool.

"I'll accompany you and study by the way." Song Yu didn't go away. She was leaning against the door frame.

Fu Simao thought a move, turned around, raised the gloves covered with bubbles, and bowed his head to kiss her.

Song Yu did not hide, slightly raised his head to kiss him, this feeling is very wonderful, Fu Si Mu's kiss is very gentle, every time she kisses her legs soft, confused.

He didn't know when to take off his gloves. He put his big hand on her waist and held her in his arms. The kiss went deeper and deeper.

Song Yu felt that she was picked up by him. She put her hands around the man's neck and responded to his kiss. Fu simiu put her on the glass platform. Such a hot and touching scene, if someone broke in at this time, she would probably have no face to live.

When they moved to the bedroom, Song Yu didn't remember at all. She only remembered that her body hurt so much that she wanted to die, and the back was comfortable as if her soul was shelling out.

When she woke up, it was the next day. The morning light penetrated through the white curtain. When she turned her head, she saw the man lying beside her. He had not yet got up, and her kisses were all over his body.

Song Yu's eyes widened. Looking at his body with clear texture, she began to breathe again. Remembering the madness of last night, her nosebleed almost came out.

She tried to get up, only to support her body. Her body was like being crushed by a truck. She gasped with pain, and her forehead was covered with sweat, and her face showed a painful expression.

Her movements startled Fu simiu nearby. The man opened his eyes and saw her pale and painful face. He was very scared immediately.

Last night, he was in love for a while. He forgot that her body had strange sequelae. Every time she finished, she would feel pain.

"What's wrong with you, jade? Where does it hurt?" His voice was tense and his expression was anxious. "I'll call the doctor for you."

His eagerness is not pretended. Song Yuneng can feel it. He cares about himself very much.

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