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Chapter 659 If you want to add it, add it for the rest of your life.

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    As soon as these words came out, Lin Yu and Mrs. Shen were startled.

    The mother and daughter looked at each other and saw shock on each other's faces.

    After a long time, Lin Yu said in disbelief: "Vegetation? Youare you really willing to get it?"

    Compared to their surprise, Fu Sichen had a calm face, and his tone was as calm as if he was talking about a trivial matter like buying more groceries tomorrow: "Well, once and for all."

    This time it was Mrs. Shen¡¯s turn to feel complicated.

    She subconsciously glanced in the direction upstairs, then turned her head: "Did Rongrong agree to this?"

    "She doesn't know yet." Fu Sichen said lightly.

    He picked up the tea cup with his slender fingers, lowered his head and took a sip: "It's nothing, I need to tell the girl."

    Lin Yu paused for a while, then shook his head in disapproval: "As elders, we can't get involved in the affairs of your young couple. It's just a sterilization"

    "It's just a minor surgery." Fu Sichen put down the teacup.

    Lin Yu frowned: "It is indeed a minor operation, but Rongrong is your future wife after all, and she has the right to know."

    ??Fu Sichen pursed his thin lips tightly, slightly lowered his eyelashes and said nothing.

    Seeing him like this, Mrs. Shen sighed and shook her head.

    The original plan of launching an army to investigate the crime ended without any problem with the man's "ligation".

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    Song Qinrong slept deeply. When she woke up, it was already dark.

    She was woken up by Tang Xin's phone call.

    "Rong Rong, I finally applied for leave successfully! I have bought a ticket for tomorrow and will arrive in Beijing tonight!" On the phone, Tang Xin's voice was full of excitement.

    Song Qinrong was a little dazed in her sleep. She pressed her temples and smiled slowly: "What time is your flight? I'll pick you up."

    "You don't have to come to pick me up. I'll go back with Ayan, and Aunt Fu will come to pick me up." Tang Xin replied.

    Hearing this, Song Qinrong couldn't help but curl her lips: "I remember, didn't Fu Yan's instructor never approve his leave? Can he come out tomorrow?"

    "Well" Tang Xin was a little embarrassed and her voice softened, "The instructor only gave Ayan two days of leave. He was not supposed to return until the day after tomorrow. I didn't plan to take him with me in the first place. Who?  Know him, he"

    "I don't worry about you taking a long-distance flight alone, so I'll skip school and come back with you, right?" Song Qinrong said with a smile.

    Tang Xin was silent: "Rong Rong, I really can't hide anything from you!"

    Song Qinrong raised her eyebrows and smiled silently.

    The young couple Fu Yan and Tang Xin have a very good relationship.  Mrs. Fu San was also afraid that her son would follow in Fu Sichen's footsteps, so she had gone to the Tang family several times to propose marriage.

    Father Tang lives alone now, so naturally he doesn't want his daughter to marry so early.  But he couldn't resist Mrs. Fu San's enthusiastic attitude of sending things over whenever she had time.  Mr. Fu would also go to Tang's father for dinner and drinks from time to time, and would give him contracts with huge profits, euphemistically calling it a relationship between the in-laws.

    Father Tang was always a soft-hearted person, so he couldn't resist his kindness, so he had to relent and agreed to let his daughter get engaged first.  Wait until you graduate from college to have a wedding and officially get married.

    Tang¡¯s father relented only after Tang Xin went to Zhouzhou University.

    So at this moment, the silly girl on the other end of the phone doesn¡¯t know that she has been ¡°sold¡± by her biological father.

    How surprised will she be when she comes back and learns the news?

    Thinking of this, Song Qinrong¡¯s eyes curled up.

    It¡¯s great that the girl who once had low self-esteem and was lonely has finally found someone who will take care of her for the rest of her life.

    After hanging up the phone, Song Qinrong slowly sat up from the bed.

    After sleeping this time, apart from my waist which was still a little sore, other parts of my body were much better.

    She reached out and rubbed the muscles on her waist.

    ??Fu Sichen, a dog man, is probably really a dog.

    Just as I was thinking this, the door was gently opened.

    Song Qinrong was stunned for a moment, and when she turned around, she saw a tall man standing at the door.

    By the light of the corridor, the man also saw her standing up and sitting on the bedside. A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Did I wake you up?"

    Song Qinrong shook her head and reached out to turn on the light.

    "I'll do it." The man moved faster, stepped forward and turned on the night light on the bedside.

    The dim light instantly filled the entire room, which would not cause discomfort to Song Qinrong's newly awakened eyes, but also allow them to see each other clearly.

    "Tang Xin just called me and told me to come back tomorrow." After the girl explained,??Looking up at the man sitting on the edge of the bed, "What about you? Why are you still here? Don't you have to go to the company today?"

    "I'll go back to the company later. I don't worry about you, so let's take a look first." The man's voice was low and hoarse, with an inexplicable tenderness in every word. He scanned the girl up and down.

    She had just woken up and was only wearing thin summer pajamas with a loose and wide collar, revealing the clear red marks on her thin white neck.

    The man's eyes darkened, and he quickly looked away, his Adam's apple rolling slightly: "Last night, I was so unreasonable. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, let me press it for you."

    "ah?"

    Before Song Qinrong could react, the quilt on her body was lifted off. Fu Sichen stretched out his hand, grabbed the girl's straight and slender legs, put them on his lap, and started massaging her again and again.

    Song Qinrong couldn't help but laugh: "Who did you learn this trick from?"

    She doesn¡¯t believe that a straight man turned into a little cotton-padded jacket without the guidance of an expert behind his back.

    ??Fu Sichen is also sincere: "I checked online and found that women are very fragile for the first time and especially need care. Although you are not, you have not had it for three years"

    "Okay, I understand." Song Qinrong covered her face.

    Sure enough, you shouldn¡¯t have given this guy a chance to speak.

    "You have always been strong. Even if you feel uncomfortable, you will just grit your teeth and endure it." Fu Sichen paused, and after the girl put her hand down, she spoke slowly, "I still hope you can say it.

    Girl, no matter where you feel uncomfortable, I hope you can tell me.  "

    Hearing this, Song Qinrong lowered her eyes and said softly: "I'm much better."

    Fu Sichen didn't say anything, but suddenly put his hand on the sole of her foot and scratched her twice, with a half-smile on his face: "Oh?"

    Song Qinrong couldn't bear the itching he was tickling, so she had to add: "Waist! It's just that the waist is still a little sore."

    "Waist?" The unhappiness in the man's eyes disappeared, he frowned slightly, and put his hand up on the girl's waist, "Is it here?"

    Song Qinrong nodded helplessly.

    This time she learned the lesson and turned around and lay on the bed without waiting for the man to speak.

    If you want to press your waist, you can only use this position.

    When Fu Sichen saw this, his eyes darkened.

    The light from the night light on the bedside is thin, and when it shines on the girl, she is shadowy and hazy, which has a unique flavor.

    The man swallowed, and after a long while, he slowly put his hand on Song Qinrong's waist.

    ??The fingers with clear joints pressed lightly: "Is this strength okay?"

    "Okay." Song Qinrong responded.

    Then Fu Siyi put down his heart, rubbing slowly and seriously.

    Don¡¯t tell me, it¡¯s quite comfortable.

    Song Qinrong closed her eyes in enjoyment: "That's good, young man, I'll give you an extra clock."

    "Okay." Fu Sichen's voice was gentle, "If you want to add it, you have to add it for the rest of your life." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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