It turns out that what Fu Yiqian asked for advice was not about serious matters, but about men's private matters.
He was worried about hurting Hathaway.
Worried that I have no experience.
Worry about not being satisfied.
In short, the omnipotent man is like a blank sheet of paper in this regard.
Bo Zhanye touched his eyebrows and was speechless.
After a moment, he patted Fu Yiqian on the shoulder and said: "No need to ask for advice, men can always learn this kind of thing without a teacher."
self-taught?
"you sure?"
"Well, it's like a rusty gun. If you polish it, you can polish it without learning.
Do you understand what I mean?"
Fu Yiqian's eyes flashed slightly, half disbelieving, half understanding.
But it was too hard to ask any more questions, so I had to give up.
In the evening, the family banquet was over and the room was quiet.
Fu Yiqian took off his suit and apologized: "We are pressed for time, so we haven't prepared a new house or a wedding room. You can make do with it."
Hathaway came out of the bathroom and looked around the room, which had only a few happy words posted on it and a few lanterns hanging, but she didn't feel aggrieved:
"There are countless women who dream of marrying here. I don't think I'll give in."
She walked up to him, unbuttoned his shirt, and couldn't help but sigh: "Your love and heart are the most luxurious things to me.
You know, before yesterday, I was still sad because I couldn't confess to you and thought you liked someone else.
Now that I am your legitimate wife, I feel like I am dreaming that I can live in your room and be close to you without any distance."
"I'm very happy, happy and satisfied."
Fu Yiqian saw that she was not only beautiful but also sensible, and the corners of his mouth became softer: "Marrying you is also my blessing in this life."
"Since we all feel like we are dreaming, let's make this dream more beautiful."
He picked her up in a hug and threw her on the large sofa.
Hathaway was frightened by this sudden move: "Prince, you..."
"Wait." He interrupted her and ordered: "Change the title first."
"Ah?" Hathaway was puzzled, and only reacted a second later: "Yes, my husband."
"This is decent." Fu Yiqian was satisfied and relaxed, otherwise he would always feel restricted in the office.
"Continue what you were about to say."
From Hathaway's perspective, he is tall, with a strong aura and a majestic posture.
The figure who was clearly far away stood in front of her. She was extremely happy with the honor, but shy and nervous, and squeezed out a voice from her lips:
"I just wanted to ask you...what did you do to bring me here?"
Fu Yiqian smiled.
She seems to be open and sexy, but she would ask such boring and meaningless topics?
But I have to say that her beauty and gorgeous appearance, coupled with her youthful and nervous posture, have a special charm.
He leaned close to her ear and said: "The gun has not been used for thirty years. It is rusty and needs to be polished."
Hathaway: "..."
What a line about a gun not being used for thirty years, so provocative!
Next, she felt the power of this gun firsthand...
...
Because her eldest brother was newly married, Fu Xixi was also in a happy mood.
Three days later, she met Guo Pingting in the hospital corridor on her way to see Tang Shishen. She raised a smile and took the initiative to say hello:
"Cousin, are you also coming to the hospital to visit Mr. Tang?"
Guo Pingting was already feeling guilty, but now Fu Xixi greeted her with even more embarrassment, so she casually said:
"No, I'm here for a gynecological examination."
"Gynecological examination?" Fu Xixi was very surprised and asked with concern: "Are you sick? Or do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"