"It's good to know." Fu Jingting let go of her face with satisfaction, then took her hand and stood up, "You're not sleeping at this time, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
Rong Shu shook her head, "If you don't eat, you will gain weight. I'm not hungry either, but you are. You just came back from work. Are you hungry?"
"Not hungry." Fu Jingting also shook his head.
Rong Shu took a breath and said, "Since you're not even hungry, let's get ready and go to bed. You've been tired for a day, so you should be sleepy, right? Look at you, you have dark circles under your eyes."
She pointed to his eyelids.
Fu Jingting raised his hand and touched it, then smiled casually, "It's not serious."
"This is not serious. You haven't slept for more than thirty-six hours." Rong Shu pursed her lips, feeling a little unhappy.
Fu Jingting shrugged.
It's only been thirty-six hours.
In the past, he often stayed up for two or three days without sleeping.
But his intuition told him not to say these words, otherwise she would definitely be angered in a while.
Rong Shu didn't know what the man next to her was thinking, so she pushed him towards the bathroom, "Okay, hurry up, take a shower and go to bed. It's really getting late."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Fu Jingting turned his head and looked at the woman behind him with gentle eyes and a smile.
After pushing Fu Jingting into the bathroom, Rong Shu clapped her hands, turned around and went back to the room, lying down halfway against the head of the bed.
Then, she reached out, picked up the crystal ball on the bedside, shook it twice, then held it in her hand, looked at the flying snowflakes in the crystal ball, her red lips curled up slightly, and a light smile appeared on her face.
.
Before, after returning from the snack shop, she had been in a heavy mood, and all she could think about was her strange concern for Gu Yaotian and his wife.
She didn't know why her attitude towards Gu Yaotian and his wife had changed so much, so this made her very irritated and distressed, and she began to wonder about the reason.
But the more I wanted to know, the more I couldn't figure it out. Then I sat on the sofa alone and started to stay in a daze until Fu Jingting came back.
Fortunately, after Fu Jingting's enlightenment just now, she is now in a much better mood, and her strange concern for Gu Yaotian and his wife has faded a lot.
Maybe what he said was really right. Her strange concern for Gu Yaotian and his wife was really just because she was soft-hearted and easy to empathize with.
And she really hopes that this is the reason and not something else, otherwise...
Just as I was thinking about it, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open.
Fu Jingting came in wearing a loose bathrobe, revealing a strong and perfect chest. The muscles on the chest were tight and silky. It looked sexy, very sexy, and full of the allure that only belongs to men.
At this moment, as he walked, he wiped his wet hair with a towel. Water was still dripping from the tips of his hair, and it dripped into the bathrobe on his shoulders and disappeared.
Rong Shu put the crystal ball back and stopped lazily leaning on the bed. She sat up straight and looked up at him, "Why did you come in without drying your hair?"
"I want to accompany you." Fu Jingting walked to the bed and sat down, spitting out three words.
Rong Shu rolled her eyes, "Who wants you to accompany me?"
"I want to accompany you." Fu Jingting looked at her and said.
Rong Shu couldn't laugh or cry, "Okay, okay, give me the towel and I'll wipe it for you."
"Yeah." Fu Jingting responded and handed over the towel.
Rong Shu knelt down behind him and gently wiped his hair.
The man's hair is very dark and soft, and feels like silk.
Rong Shu rubbed and fiddled with it, unable to put it down.
However, as she touched it, Rong Shu suddenly saw that there was a small stitched scar on the scalp inside his hair.
It's not long, only about two centimeters, but it looks like it has several stitches.
And judging from the extent of the scars, it seems they have been there for some time.
Rong Shu stopped what she was doing, frowned nicely, and gently touched the scar with her fingers, her face filled with distress, "Where did this scar come from?"
Her voice was a little dry.
Obviously, this scar made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Fu Jingting opened his eyes and felt the position of her touch, and knew which scar she was asking about. He opened his thin lips and replied, "It was accidentally hit by Jinglin when he was a child."
"Fu Jinglin smashed it?" Rong Shu raised her voice.
Fu Jingting hummed, "Jing Lin was still young at that time, only three years old. He was very naughty and liked to throw things. I came in from outside and was hit by the cup he threw."
Rong Shu touched the scar with a gloomy expression on her face, "I thought you had experienced something else to get this scar, but I didn't expect that it was Fu Jinglin who caused it. He has really been disliked by people since he was a child.
Disgusting."
Fu Jingting felt happy at her disgusting words, "That's right."
"Okay, sit down, you are wiping your hair. Why are you moving around? You pulled your scalp. Don't blame me." Rong Shu patted the man's shoulder.
The man sat down obediently and upright, just like someone from the army. He looked somewhat serious and cute.
Soon, her hair was dried, and Rong Shu picked up the hair dryer and blew Fu Jingting's hair.
The man's hair is not long, and the hair is semi-dry, so it is faster to blow dry, and it is done in less than two minutes.
Rong Shu put the hair dryer in the bedside drawer.
Just after she put it down, a figure came down from above and pushed her down on the bed.
Rong Shu looked up and saw Fu Jingting staring at her, with a pair of dark eyes that were even deeper, like two black holes that were about to suck in a person's soul.
The man's breathing was a little heavy, and the heat hit Rong Shu's face. His eyes were staring at Rong Shu's red lips like a wolf.
Rong Shu looked at the man's head that was reaching down, and knew what the man wanted to do. She raised her head and pressed the man's forehead to stop the man from lowering his head any further.
The man was stunned, obviously not expecting that he would be stopped halfway.
He looked at the man beneath him, his eyes obviously confused and confused, as if he didn't understand why she wanted to stop him.
Rong Shu's red lips opened slightly, revealing her white teeth and pink tongue tip.
She looked at him and shook her head slightly, "No, you haven't slept since yesterday. Aren't you tired?"
He actually wanted to do that with her.
However, Fu Jingting also shook his head and replied with a hoarse voice: "I'm not tired."
Rong Shu rolled her eyes at him, "You're not tired, I'm tired for you. Anyway, I can't do it tonight. You sleep well. You are already thirty, and you are not the young man in his twenties before. Your body can withstand it."
How long will it take?"
Fu Jingting's pupils trembled.
She said again that he was thirty.
He knows that he is already thirty, but does thirty really make him old?
Isn’t it said that a man has thirty-one flowers?
That is, thirty is the golden age for a man. Why does she feel that thirty is so old?
For a moment, Fu Jingting felt a little shocked.
Rong Shu looked at his aggrieved look, raised her hand and pushed the man to the position next to her, "Okay, go to bed quickly, you need to sleep, you know?"
Fu Jingting pursed his thin lips and asked, "Am I very old?"
he asks.
Rong Shu blinked, "What?"
"You just said that I am thirty, no more than twenty." Fu Jingting stared at the woman sideways, "So, do you think I am old?"
Rong Shu couldn't laugh or cry, "I didn't say you were old, I just said that the physical fitness of a thirty-year-old man is indeed not as energetic as that of a man in his twenties, so you can't think that you are still young in your thirties.
Take your body seriously, I am doing it for your own good, you know?"