books44 Chapter 161 I Really Want to Go Home with You
Chapter 161 I Really Want to Go Home with You
Fu Runing feels that men are sometimes really, really childish.
Just like at this moment, the bad man insisted on asking her whether the spare ribs she had for lunch were delicious.
If you can't wait for an answer, keep asking.
"Speak, are you mute? This mouth is usually quite talkative."
Fu Runing was annoyed by his questions and said impatiently, "It's delicious. You made the best. I ate it all."
The man was satisfied when he heard this.
"What if I say it's not tasty?"
The man said as a matter of course: "Then go drive and find a place that serves sweet and sour pork ribs that you think is delicious. I'll try it and then hire the chef to teach me how to cook for two days."
Fu Runing pursed her lips. This style was indeed very petty.
This posture is a bit ambiguous.
She looked at the man in front of her and unconsciously picked up a pillow from the side to separate the two of them.
Fu Runing asked tentatively: "Did Xiao Jingting make the lunch I had at noon or did you make it?"
The man lowered his eyes and stared into hers. His voice was a little teasing: "Haven't you always been lumping us together? Are you starting to separate us now?"
Fu Runing said cleverly, "I'm curious."
"Ningning, if I had control over this body, I could do it too."
Well, Fu Runing knew from this passage that it was Xiao Jingting who did it.
During the moment of her silence, the man closed his arms and unexpectedly pulled her into his arms.
He held her body and they both fell on the sofa.
Fu Runing was annoyed by his behavior of showing up without any prior notice. How could he do whatever he wanted?
The man had anticipated this and clamped her restless and kicking legs with his legs.
The two of them lay sideways on the large sofa, the man's chin resting lightly on her shoulder.
The man's voice was low and tender.
"Wife, let me hold you for a while, I won't do anything."
Fu Runing was originally like a furious lion, but because of his words, her violent and chaotic heartbeat seemed to calm down suddenly.
But she still insisted, "Please be careful with your address."
She reminded him again that they were divorced.
Now that they are not a couple, he cannot call her his wife.
The man's arms tightened around her.
"I don't care. I won't take the blame for what that coward did."
Fu Runing casually retorted: "Then why didn't you say anything about the fact that you are trying to steal his credit?"
"You speak for him?"
As he spoke, the man's hand moved accurately from the waist to the front as if he had a navigation system, and finally landed at the most precise place.
Fu Runing took a deep breath and started to feel irritated again.
"Can you please behave yourself?"
Unexpectedly, the man behind me began to speak shamelessly and seriously.
"You won't let me kiss you, and you won't let me do anything else. Can't I satisfy my other addictions?"
Fu Runing scolded, "We're divorced!"
A low laugh escaped the man's throat.
"If you must say so, it would be more exciting if you were single and I were single."
"You idiot! Why don't you ask the woman's consent? You're being a hooligan!"
The man gently played with the soft peach in his hand.
His voice was still tender: "If you don't want to, just shout."
"You tricked me into coming here, who else could be here in the dark?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Fu Runing finished speaking, the man took out her cell phone from under the pillow and threw it next to her.
"Call the police and let them arrest me."
Fu Runing was furious, "You..."
Curses were on his lips, but he couldn't utter a second word for a long time.
Neuropathy.
Crazy, crazy, crazy!
Seeing her silence, the man deliberately provoked her, tapping the screen with his long finger, clicking on the three-digit police phone number.
He jokingly asked, "Do you want me to help you fight?"
"Neuropathy!"
Fu Runing finally cursed out these three words, but it really didn't have much momentum, and instead caused the man behind her to laugh.
The vibration of the man's chest was transmitted to her from his back, and the low-frequency resonance made her feel a tingling sensation in her heart.
Then, the man's low and faint voice sounded in her ears -
"Wife, you are as cute as Duoduo. No, you are even cuter than it."
"When I first saw you, I thought you were so cute, like a doll."
Fu Runing barely managed to regain her sanity amidst the sugar-coated bullets.
"When did you first meet me?"
"The hospital in that small town." The man's voice was low, as if he was sighing.
"Your eyes are so big, your eyelashes are so long, and your gaze is softer and kinder than anyone else I've ever seen. You're not afraid of me, and you don't dislike me. I really want to go home with you."
These memories are so distant that they sound like things from a previous life.
This is the version Fu Runing heard from Xiaoting.
But at that time, Xiao Jingting didn't even want to look at her for a second, and he didn't even want to shake the hand she extended to show her goodwill.
Xiaoting's thoughts may be the truest thoughts in the heart of the self-abased boy, but he dare not have any expectations, let alone wishes, for fear that things will go against his wishes.
He wrapped himself in that hard shell, not giving anyone the chance to spy on him.
Dad said that it was a long process for Fu Zheng to become a normal person. He had been trying hard to change, but people in a normal environment didn't understand how much courage it took for him to make those subtle changes.
Fu Runing didn't speak for a long time, and the man behind her just hugged her properly and didn't do anything excessive.
Not long after, Fu Runing asked to go home.
"Wait a minute, I've been drinking, wait another three hours."
The man's excuse was very reasonable.
Fu Runing didn't give him a chance to delay, "I can just drive!"
The man shook his head, "I don't want to sit in the passenger seat with a woman."
"If you don't want to take a ride, forget it. I'll take a taxi." Fu Runing was too lazy to argue with him.
After she finished speaking, she struggled and the man loosened his grip on her arm, allowing her to break free and then sit up.
Fu Runing was wearing a pair of slippers when she entered the lounge, and she was in trouble when she tried to change her shoes.
She only has high heels.
How can you drive in high heels? You can only take a taxi or call a designated driver.
The man got up from the sofa and took one look at her, knowing what she was thinking about.
He pointed to the cloakroom.
“There are shoes in there.”
Fu Runing was a little surprised. She didn't believe that there would be shoes of her size in such a place.
She pursed her lips and said reluctantly, "I don't wear shoes that have been worn by others."
The man walked behind her, put his hand on her shoulder, and pushed her towards the cloakroom.
Fu Runing wanted to see what tricks he could come up with.
However, when the closet in the cloakroom was opened, the first thing that caught my eye was a row of women's clothing, including a few dresses, some casual clothes, and a grid specifically for hanging skirts.
When the other cabinet door is opened, there is a shoe storage cabinet against the wall, which has everything from high heels to flat shoes, from party styles to casual styles.
Fu Runing was stunned for a moment and couldn't speak.
After a while, she felt that she had to say something to prove that she didn't care about these sugar-coated bullets.
"You are a pervert, Xiao Jingting is also a pervert, you have a cross-dressing fetish."
The man behind her said nonchalantly, "Why don't you try it and know? I already know your size, so don't lose weight, or you'll shrink everywhere and your clothes won't look good on you."
In fact, Fu Runing doesn’t even need to try it. Doesn’t she know what size clothes she wears?
Moreover, she could tell at a glance that some of the clothes were brands she usually bought.
Even the style is what she likes.
"Why do you keep women's clothing here?"
The man replied, "I have some clothes that I think would look good on you, so I put them here."
Fu Runing was stunned again by his answer.
In the past, when she and her second aunt went shopping, they would always buy clothes for the men in the family. Fu Zheng was the type of person who looked good in anything he wore, just like he was playing a dress-up game.
She was quite keen on this game and felt a sense of pride. As long as the clothes looked good on Fu Zheng, she felt quite happy.
This is especially true after marriage.
It's like I'm used to it. When I see nice men's clothes, I think he would look good in them too.
So, Xiao Jingting didn't know nothing.
Those changes were subtle, but he hid them himself.
Fu Runing picked up a pair of sneakers.
The man raised his hand and opened a compartment, revealing socks.
Fu Runing took a look and felt her blood pressure rising again.
Because the compartment next to it is filled with underwear, and the styles are quite varied...
She couldn't stand it any longer and blurted out, "Are you sick? When did I ever wear this kind of underwear? You're crazy, do you have some special fetish?"
The man looked at her with an ambiguous look and said, "When you're stressed out at work, it's quite relaxing to look at these. I can imagine how these things will look on you."
Fu Runing pulled over a pair of socks and refused to communicate with him anymore.
Therefore, people should not be too harsh on themselves, otherwise they will develop a very wild and reckless personality.