When they left, Jiang Shu was a little angry, "You will spoil her bad."
What is a good drawing? The grapes are just simple drawings with random graffiti. How can you really let them take them away and keep them? It is too absurd.
Fu Shiyan was still admiring the painting, "It's really a good painting and very talented."
"Fu Shiyan!"
Fu Shiyan then raised his head, "Do you think I'm coddling Tao Tao? In fact, it was her who came to relieve me."
The tone was meaningful, which surprised Jiang Shu, "They let me leave. I can leave, as long as we don't live together."
She said it easily, but Fu Shiyan's chill increased, "I said, you must stay with me for at least this hundred days."
"..."
Jiang Shu was too lazy to argue with him. He sat in the doctor's seat and asked seriously: "I remember that you were in good health before I left. Why is it like this now? The doctor said -"
She had a serious look on her face, and Fu Shiyan was also fascinated by it. He smiled and said, "Missing her makes me sick. Do you believe it?"
Jiang Shu couldn't bear it anymore and stretched out his hand: "Fu Shiyan!"
He directly grabbed her slender finger and said, "The hand used for design should not be used to point at people."
Even though he said that, he didn't let go and held it tightly.
There were still a lot of medicines left by the doctor on the table. Jiang Shu felt compassion for no reason. She didn't even struggle for a moment, "Fu Shiyan, the ancients said that the harm will last for thousands of years, so don't die too early."
After meeting again, it was rare that she said such a sentence seriously.
Fu Shiyan was deep in thought. The next second, he directly held Jiang Shu's wrist with his backhand and pulled her into the master bedroom. The door was closed.
Grape was organized by the servant.
"What are you doing!" Jiang Shu was detained by the door.
Fu Shiyan was in deep thought. He suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged her in his arms, put his head on her shoulder and neck, and said softly: "There are many people outside, here, let me hold you for a while, just for a while."
Jiang Shu froze.
In fact, Fu Shiyan two years ago was not so reasonable. He always had his own way of doing things. When he wanted her, he just took action without leaving any room for negotiation.
But now, his decision seems to be mixed with many considerations.
The hug was warm and speechless. Jiang Shu hesitated for a long time before raising his hand and patting his back gently.
Feeling the touch, Fu Shiyan held her harder, almost rubbing her into his bones and blood.
"Xiao Shu."
"I miss you."
"Day and night."
Jiang Shu listened. She didn't know why, but a tear fell from the corner of her eye. She raised her head to wipe it away. After all, she pushed Fu Shiyan away, "The child is still outside."
She pushed away, leaving Fu Shiyan's arms empty. He subconsciously reached out and imprisoned her in place again, his eyes bloodshot.
Jiang Shu whispered: "What to do."
"You drank too much last night. You asked Zhou Liangqi whether he was sincere, whether he was acting or whether he really cared."
Jiang Shu was stunned for a moment by the sudden question, and then retorted: "What are you thinking about? Of course it's acting."
Perhaps because of that moment of trance, Fu Shiyan suddenly leaned forward and kissed her thin lips heavily.
As their lips and teeth met, Jiang Shu's mind suddenly exploded. He wanted to push it away, but he couldn't.
Her eyes widened, she didn't expect Fu Shiyan to do this, but he grabbed the back of her neck and went deep into her with such force, mixed with deep attachment, longing, and possessiveness.
Jiang Shu's heart was palpitating and his head was buzzing.
"Woooo..."
"It's almost half a month. I can't pretend for too long, Xiao Shu."