Three hundred and seventieth chapters teach you a few tricks
After Song Weiwei finished speaking, she couldn't help but giggle and glanced at Fugen, who was sitting on the sofa. Alas! It's really worrying to be drunk like this. What if there is no sense of propriety? .
"Hehe, you damn girl, you're not married yet? You dare to say anything, just go over there, it'll be fine." Jin Caixia chuckled and made a face at Song Weiwei.
"I'll pour a cup of tea for brother to sober up." After Song Weiwei finished speaking, she made a pot of tea and put it on the coffee table, then turned around and went out.
Jin Caixia had a smile on her face. She hadn't been with Fugen for a few months, and she was really impatient. But looking at her bulging belly, she really didn't dare to be too relaxed. , looking at Fugen in front of him, he had no choice but to endure it, put on his pajamas, and quietly got into bed.
Fulgen drank a cup of tea, sat for a while, and really woke up a lot. When he saw his wife's hungry eyes constantly scanning towards him, an impulse came over him, and he shook her head. I took off my clothes and climbed into bed.[
"Fugen, no, you can't touch here... your son will kick you, hehe." Jin Caixia said no, but stretched out her hand to pull Fusheng to her side, and reached down to touch it.
Song Weiwei came out of Fugen's room and turned into Fusheng's room. Fusheng was drinking tea alone. Seeing Song Weiwei coming over, she hurriedly poured a cup for Song Weiwei.
"Fusheng, look how happy your sister-in-law is. Being a mother is what every woman longs for. She will be a mother in a few months." Song Weiwei sat next to Fusheng, picked up the tea and took a sip, glancing at Fusheng meaningfully. said.
"Ah..." Of course Fusheng could hear the meaning of Song Weiwei's words, but he really didn't know how to continue the sentence. He always pretended to be Mingyue in his heart, but he and Song Weiwei had maintained this relationship for a long time, and some The words seemed a bit irresponsible and would hurt Weiwei, so I really couldn't say it, but what should I do? Is it fair to Song Weiwei to let Song Weiwei always be her lover?
"What are you thinking about? Are you afraid that I will pester you?" Song Weiwei felt a little disappointed and asked softly.
"Wei... Wei, I know I'm sorry for this. I couldn't give you what you deserve..."
"Stop talking about this, Fusheng, I am willing to follow you. I don't want to get anything. I am a few years older than you. We are not suitable for each other, but I do not regret being your lover." Song Weiwei put down her hand. He turned around and came to the bedside, took off his clothes and got into bed.
"Weiwei, you..." Looking at Song Weiwei's fiery figure, Fusheng's heart beat wildly. It seemed that Fusheng couldn't bear it every time he saw Song Weiwei's figure, even though he had seen it n times.
"If you don't want to, just go to sleep in another room. Anyway, I'll sleep here. I like this place." After Song Weiwei said this, she reached out and covered her head with the quilt. Her heartbeat started to wonder if Fusheng had really gone somewhere else. Room.
After waiting for a while, there was no movement at all. Song Weiwei couldn't help it anymore. She lifted up the quilt and stuck her head out. Suddenly, a bloody mouth suddenly took her cherry lips into her mouth. Then, Fu Sheng was naked. got into bed.
"Ah... you are so bad!"
The next day, Fulgen came to the construction site in the village. The workers on the construction site had already gotten up early in the morning to work. Although Zhang Desheng was in charge of the construction site and there were also small foremans who led the work, Fulgen still came here every morning. Look, a building is built here and a resort is built there. The project is not small. All the wages need to be paid by the Fulgen brothers. Of course, Fulgen will often come to supervise.
He reached into his pocket and saw that there was no cigarette left. Fusheng turned back and walked towards Geng Adou's small shop. In the past two years, Geng Adou had become more confident and his pockets were bulging. The annual income from the small shop and feed station was given to Fusheng. The amount of money, at least hundreds of thousands, made him the richest person in the village except Fu Sheng, and the only one who could compare with him was Pan Yulian.
"Ah, Fulgen! I heard that Caixia is back. I made you look so beautiful last night. Why didn't you sleep a little longer and get up so early? Hehe." Seeing Fulgen come in, Hu Yanghua smiled. It's a joke.
"Tch, it's so beautiful! I don't dare to move or touch it. My little baby son has been standing guard for his mother before he was born. No one can touch him. I reluctantly handed over my homework. Come on, Aunt Yanghua, bring me a pack of cigarettes." Fugen said in frustration, took out the money and threw it away.
"Silly boy, you must have held it in too much. Hee hee, even if you hold it in so much, you didn't say anything to come to see your aunt or me. It's really heartless." Hu Yanghua deliberately twisted the waist of the bucket, picked up the money, walked over and stuffed it into Fugen's hand. pocket, then went over and closed the door, then gave Fulgen a winking look.
"Aunt Yanghua, what are you doing! Well, what, then Uncle Adou isn't here!" Fugen knew what Hu Yanghua wanted to do. How many times had Hu Yanghua asked Fugen to come over, and Fugen always found reasons? I refused, why does this girl want to be so hard this time?
"Silly boy, my aunt wants to help you and teach you a few tricks. Come over here." Hu Yanghua pulled Fu Gen into the back room.