His education since childhood has been extremely strict. No matter which profession he is in, there are extremely strict standards, including eating.
Three meals a day are scheduled at regular times, and the amount of food eaten is fixed and cannot be exceeded.
Therefore, in the past thirty years, he has always eaten only about eight or nine times full, and would never be completely full. This time, it was the first time for him to finish a large bowl of noodles and make his stomach feel bloated.
When he was eighty or nine times full, his reason told him that he should stop eating with chopsticks and stop eating.
But seeing Rong Shu eating happily, he didn't want to stop and wanted to continue eating with her.
But I have to say that it is happy to have someone to eat with me, and the food tastes so delicious. It is happy to throw away all the past rules and have a meal happily.
Fu Jingting rubbed his uncomfortable stomach, then stood up and said, "You take a rest while I clean up the dishes."
"No need." Rong Shu pressed his hand down, "I'll do it. You cooked the food, and I'll finish it. I can't let you do everything, so you can just sit down, and I'll watch you
It’s a little uncomfortable.”
With that said, she picked up the dishes and got up and walked to the kitchen.
In her opinion, feelings are mutual, and so is life.
When two people are together, one cannot always give blindly while the other just enjoys silently and does nothing.
That's wrong. No matter how good the relationship is, it will be worn away if it lasts for a long time.
Therefore, a relationship should be maintained by two people, and the same is true in life, so that it can last long.
Seeing Rong Shu walking into the kitchen carrying bowls and chopsticks, Fu Jingting let out a breath and sat down again.
Unexpectedly, she could tell right away that he was a little uncomfortable.
It can be seen that she is also paying attention to him all the time.
Fu Jingting lowered his eyes and chuckled.
A few minutes later, Rong Shu cleaned up the kitchen and came out, carrying a small medicine box in her hand.
Fu Jingting looked at the medicine box in her hand, his expression suddenly became tense and his back straightened, "What's wrong? Are you injured somewhere?"
Seeing that he was so nervous about herself, Rong Shu felt warm in her heart. She smiled and shook her head, "It's not me, it's you."
"Me?" Fu Jingting raised his eyebrows.
Rong Shu returned to where she was and sat down, then opened the medicine box and said, "Don't you feel uncomfortable after eating, so I'm going to find you some digestive medicine."
After saying that, she picked up a box of medicine, looked at it carefully, opened the medicine box, took out three white medicine bottles and handed them to Fu Jingting, "Here, it's good for your stomach, take it."
Fu Jingting looked at the medicine in her hand, and did not reach out to take it. Instead, he grabbed her wrist directly, followed her hand, and poured the medicine into his mouth.
That's not all. The moment the pill entered his mouth, he deliberately licked the palm of her hand.
Rong Shu's palms were itchy after being licked by Fu Jingting, and she stared at him angrily, "What are you doing?"
Fu Jingting chuckled, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention."
The corner of Rong Shu's mouth twitched, "You don't even look like you're not paying attention."
She rolled her eyes at him, pulled her hand back, then picked up the water glass and handed it to him, "Drink some water."
Fu Jingting hummed, not messing around this time, took the water glass seriously, took a sip of water, and swallowed the bitter pills that were slightly dissipated in his mouth and made people frown.
Rong Shu closed the small medicine box and said, "You can't eat so much. Don't be so stupid and force yourself to eat in the future. If you eat something wrong, the gain is not worth the loss."
"You know I can't eat so much?" Fu Jingting looked at her while holding a glass of water.
Rong Shu spread her hands and said, "You are very restrained every time you eat. How could I not see that you ate so much this time? If it weren't for the fact that you are very happy, I would have stopped you long ago."
At that time, she saw that he was about to finish a bowl of noodles. She was really surprised and wanted to stop him with words.
After all, he has always been very restrained in eating, and his stomach can only hold so much.
The noodles he is eating now are beyond what his stomach can bear, so it's no wonder he feels uncomfortable.
Although he was obviously feeling uncomfortable, he still didn't put down his chopsticks and continued eating. She was startled and wanted to stop him quickly, but seeing the joy on his brows, she held back.
And she probably knew why he was in such a good mood.
It was nothing more than chatting with her and being infected by her happy atmosphere while chatting.
What a fool.
Rong Shu felt angry and funny in her heart, "Don't do this again. It's not just you who feels uncomfortable."
Fu Jingting looked at her concerned expression and responded gently, "Okay."
"Okay, just lie here and rest for a while. After taking the medicine, your stomach will probably feel better after a while." Rong Shu stood up with the medicine box, put it back in the kitchen, and then took her clothes and took a shower.
Fu Jingting was sitting on the sofa, his neck moving with her movements, and his eyes barely moved away from her.
Even though Rong Shu entered the bathroom and closed the door, he did not take his eyes away and stared at the frosted door of the bathroom.
Although he couldn't see inside, Fu Jingting could see a graceful figure clearly reflected on the frosted door.
The figure was now raising his hands to tie his hair into a bun.
After tying her hair, the figure put her hands down, crossed them left and right, put them on her waist, grabbed the hem of the clothes around her waist, lifted them up, and took off her clothes, revealing a more beautiful and voluptuous body curve.
Seeing this scene, Fu Jingting's eyes were dark and terrifying. After his Adam's apple slid up and down, he grabbed the armrest of the sofa and stood up. He stood up and walked lightly towards the bathroom.
When he arrived outside the bathroom door, the figure inside had already finished taking off his clothes, picked up the shower head, and was rinsing his body.
The sound of rushing water penetrated the thick frosted door and reached Fu Jingting's ears, making Fu Jingting's eyes darker and darker.
Then, he raised his hand, grabbed the bathroom door handle, and turned it gently.
The bathroom door opened.
Since only Rong Shu lived alone in the past, she had never had the habit of locking the door. After all, no one would come in.
Even though she lives with Fu Jingting now, she still has no habit of locking herself up.
Because she never thought that this man would suddenly come in while she was taking a shower.
The bathroom door was slowly pushed open by Fu Jingting. The bathroom was filled with smoke and aroma, and the scene inside came into view at this moment.
Rong Shu was naked and standing under the shower with her back to him. The large shower head above her head was drenching water like rain, and the small shower head in her hand was being placed on her shoulders, rinsing her shoulders.
While tilting his head, he was massaging his shoulders.
After working all day during the day, a great load has been placed on the shoulders. When taking a shower, applying hot water to the shoulders while massaging them can relieve the pain on the shoulders very well.
She would do this every time she took a shower.
Perhaps it was because Rong Shu was giving the massage too seriously, or perhaps because Fu Jingting walked and opened the door too lightly. She didn't even notice that the door behind her opened and a figure was slowly approaching her.
It wasn't until the figure stopped behind her and stretched out his hand to hug her waist that she was completely shocked to react. She screamed in panic and her whole body stiffened.
"Shh, don't scream!" Fu Jingting immediately covered Rong Shu's mouth, rested his head on her shoulder, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "It's me."