This Time, I Will Get My Divorce Chapter 809
This Time, I Will Get My Divorce
This Time, I Will Get My Divorce Chapter 809 Am I Old?
âItâs good to know.â Only then did Fu Jingting let go of her face in satisfaction, and then took her hand to stand up, âIâm not sleeping at this time, are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?â
Rong Shu shook her head, âNo. If you eat, you will gain weight, and I am not hungry, but you, you just came back from work, are you hungry?â
âNot hungry.â Fu Jingting also shook his head.
Rong Shu sighed, âSince youâre not hungry, then pack up and sleep. Youâve been tired all day, so you should be sleepy, right? Look at you, you have dark circles under your eyes.â
She pointed to his eyelids.
Fu Jingting raised his hand and touched it, then smiled indifferently, âItâs not serious.â
âItâs not serious, you havenât slept for more than 36 hours.â Rong Shu pursed her lips, a little unhappy.
Fu Jingting shrugged.
Itâs only thirty-six hours.
In the past, he often did not sleep for two or three days.
But intuition told him that these words should not be said, otherwise it will definitely anger her in a while.
Rong Shu didnât know what the man beside him was thinking, so he pushed the man towards the bathroom, âOkay, hurry up, wash up and go to bed, itâs really getting late.â
âOkay, Iâll go right now.â Fu Jingting Turning his head, he 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 back to the room, and lay down half against the head of the bed.
Then, she stretched out her hand, picked up the crystal ball by the bed and shook it twice, then held it in her palm, looking at the snowflakes flying inside the crystal ball, her red lips slightly hooked up, and a shallow smile raised on her face .
Before, after returning from the dim sum shop, she was always in a heavy mood, and all she thought about was the strange concern she had for Gu Yaotian and his wife.
She didnât know why her attitude towards Gu Yaotian and his wife changed so much, so this made her very annoyed and distressed.
But the more I wanted to know, the more I couldnât figure it out, and then I sat on the sofa alone and started dumbfounded until Fu Jingting came back.
Fortunately, after Fu Jingtingâs enlightenment just now, she is in a better mood now, and the strange concern about 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 hoped that this was the reason, nothing else, otherwise, just as she was thinking, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.
Fu Jingting came in wearing a baggy bathrobe, revealing a strong and perfect chest. The muscles on the chest were firm and silky, looking very sexy and full of the allure of men.
At this moment, as he walked, he wiped his wet hair with a towel, the tip of which was still dripping with water, dripping into the bathrobe on his shoulder and disappearing.
Rong Shu put the crystal ball back and stopped leaning lazily on the head of the bed. She sat up straight and looked up at him, âWhy didnât you dry your hair and come in?â
âI want to accompany you.â Fu Jingting walked to the bedside Sit down and spit out three words.
Rong Shu rolled her eyes, âWho wants you to accompany?â
âI want to accompany you.â Fu Jingting looked at her and said.
Rong Shu didnât know whether to laugh or cry, âOkay, okay, give me the towel, and Iâll wipe it for you.â
âWell.â Fu Jingting responded and handed the towel over.
Rong Shu knelt down behind him and gently wiped his hair.
The manâs hair was dark and soft, like silk to the touch.
Rong Shu was wiping and fiddling, and she couldnât put it down.
But when he touched it, Rong Shu suddenly saw the scalp inside his hair, and there was a small stitched scar.
Itâs not long, only about two centimeters, but it looks like there are several stitches.
And looking at the extent of the scars, it seems to have been some years.
Rong Shu stopped the movement of her hands, frowned her beautiful brows, and gently touched the scar with her fingers, her face was full of distress, âHow did this scar come from?â
Her voice was a little dry.
Obviously, this scar made her a little uncomfortable.
Fu Jingting opened his eyes and felt where she was touching. He knew which scar she was asking about. He lightly opened his thin lips and replied, âJinglin accidentally smashed it when he was a child.â
âFu Jinglin smashed it?â Rong Shu raised her voice. . Fu Jingting snorted , âJinglin 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.â
The expression on his face was slightly gloomy, âI thought you had gone through something else to leave this scar, but I didnât expect it to be caused by Fu Jinglin. He really hated dogs since he was a child.â The disgusting words gave me a happy feeling, âThatâs a good thing.â
âOkay, sit down, wipe your hair, what are you messing with? Itâs scratching the scalp for a while, so donât blame me.â Rong Shu patted the man on the shoulder.
The man sat down obediently and upright, just like the one who came out of the army, looking somewhat serious and cute.
Soon, her hair was dry, and Rong Shu picked up the blow dryer again to blow Fu Jingtingâs hair.
Menâs hair is not long, and it is also half dry, so it blows faster, and it dries in less than two minutes.
Rong Shu put the hair dryer into the drawer by the bedside.
Just after she was put away, a figure descended from above and overwhelmed her on the bed.
Rong Shu looked up and saw that Fu Jingting was also staring at her, his dark eyes were even deeper, as if two black holes were about to suck peopleâs souls into them.
The manâs breathing was a little heavy, and the heat hit Rong Shuâs face, his eyes staring at Rong Shuâs red lips like a wolf.
Rong Shu looked at the head handed down by the man, knew what the man wanted to do , raised her head and pressed the manâs forehead, preventing the man from continuing to lower his head.
The man was stunned, apparently not expecting that he was actually stopped halfway.
He looked at the man under him, his eyes were obviously a little dazed and puzzled, as if he didnât understand why she wanted to stop herself.
Rong Shuâs red lips parted slightly, revealing her white teeth and pink tongue.
She looked at him and shook her head slightly, âNo, you havenât slept since yesterday, arenât you tired?â
She actually wanted to do something to her.
However, Fu Jingting also shook his head, and replied in a hoarse and sensitive voice, âIâm not tired.â
Rong Shu rolled his eyes at him, âYouâre not tired, Iâm tired for you, in short, not tonight, you sleep well, youâve been three years old. Itâs ten, not the guy in his twenties, how long can your body withstand the toss?â
Fu Jingtingâs pupils trembled.
She said he was thirty again.
He knew he was thirty, but was thirty really old?
Didnât you say that a man has thirty-one flowers?
That is thirty is the golden age for a man. Why does she feel that thirty is too old for her?
For a time, Fu Jingting was a little shocked.
Rong Shu looked at his aggrieved look, raised his hand and pushed the man to his side, âOkay, hurry up to sleep, do you need to sleep?â
Fu Jingtingâs thin lips pursed slightly, âAm I very old? ?â
he asked.
Rong Shu blinked, âWhat?â
âYou just said that Iâm thirty, not more than twenty.â Fu Jingting stared at the woman sideways, âSo, do you think Iâm getting old?â
Rong Shu couldnât help laughing, âI didnât say you were old, I just It is said that men in their thirties are not as energetic as men in their twenties, so you canât think that you are still young in your thirties and donât take your body seriously. Iâm doing it for your own good, you know? â