Chapter Sixty-Two: Can't wait any longer, get on the bus!
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People start to feel sleepy after eating. Zhou Zhou sank into the leather seat and chatted with Fu Hengzhi in a daze. Eventually, the conversation fell silent and was replaced by the sound of even breathing.
When no one answered the question, Fu Hengzhi naturally looked to the side and then turned off the music.
It was late when they got home. Aunt Feng was old and usually went to bed by this time. Through the window, they could see the dim light from the wall lamps in the villa. Fu Hengzhi parked the car, unbuckled his seatbelt, and reached out to wake Zhou Zhou, but his hand froze in mid-air.
He opened the door and got out, then opened the passenger door.
After unbuckling her seatbelt, Fu Hengzhi leaned closer, intending to lift Zhou Zhou up in his arms, but his attention was unconsciously drawn to her smooth, alluring lips.
'Gulp,' Fu Hengzhi's Adam's apple bobbed as he slowly pressed against her.
The lips felt soft, the taste surpassing even the sweetest wine, making one unable to resist falling in love, deepening the plundering of all the other's fragrance.
"Ugh!" Zhou Zhou's lips were bitten painfully, and she almost suffocated before she hurriedly woke up from her dream. She quickly pushed the person away and took a deep breath. Her mind was blank and she didn't even realize what had happened.
The sound of wild, animalistic breathing still reached his ears. Zhou Zhou gradually regained consciousness and asked uncertainly, "Fu Hengzhi?"
"Awake?" Fu Hengzhi was panting heavily. He had only intended to take it easy, but he had gotten too involved and woken her up.
"Hmm..." Zhou Zhou lay on the chair that was about to be laid flat, like a fish placed on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.
I just can't understand how things developed this way after he woke up.
Zhou Zhou felt extremely uncomfortable. Fu Hengzhi supported himself on both sides of him, his heavy breath spraying onto his face. The two were less than two centimeters apart, facing each other. He moved his waist and felt something pressing against him.
Of course, he wasn't much better off.
When it comes to the point where both of us have something, Zhou Zhou clearly can't play the fool.
"Well," he broke the silence, "shouldn't you be asleep by now?" He almost bit his tongue as he said it; would the other person misunderstand his ambiguous meaning?
“...Okay.” Fu Hengzhi knew what the other person meant by speaking in such a submissive tone. He didn’t say anything and got up directly, leaning against the car door. One of them adjusted the seat inside to its original position, while the other went outside to cool off.
It was so awkward. In addition to the embarrassment, Zhou Zhou also felt guilty towards Fu Hengzhi.
The truth is, he wasn't ready.
Fu Hengzhi knew that he was facing the same situation. If Zhou Zhou were to open her arms, close her eyes, and say to him at this moment: "Come on, come on!"
There is an 80% chance that Fu Hengzhi will not be able to continue.
The heat was still intense, and blowing cold air might not be enough. Fu Hengzhi opened his phone again to check the latest chapter of the other person's story, which he hadn't been able to read in time during his busy day.
Reading it with the mindset of cooling off is very effective. Even though that's in the past, seeing the other party describe it exactly as it is now, I still feel a bit envious.
"Zhou Zhou".
"Fu Hengzhi".
The two spoke almost simultaneously, and then continued at the same time.
"You go first."
"You go first."
"You go first!" Zhou Zhou's voice was a little louder than before, and she made up her mind to let the other person go first.
“Okay.” Fu Hengzhi didn’t refuse and got straight to the point.
"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you during the early days of our marriage."
"Huh?" Zhou Zhou was taken aback. Why bring this up in the current atmosphere? He clearly hadn't realized what was going on, but he couldn't help connecting what the other person said with the current situation. He quickly leaned out and explained, "I didn't refuse you because of that."
"I know." Of course, Fu Hengzhi wouldn't make such connections based on this. The fact is, although the ending of the novel still used the same whimsical language, and the later direct expression of love at first sight to Ye Qisheng did make him uncomfortable, he actually cared more about those few short sentences at the beginning.
Readers may only see the first meeting between the other party and Ye Qisheng, but Fu Hengzhi glimpses Zhou Zhou during that time through the opening text.
"I'm sorry." Fu Hengzhi repeated. Thinking it over carefully, he realized that he had been too selfish back then. The marriage between the two of them may have been forced by his parents at the beginning, but if even one of them disagreed, it would not have happened.
Ultimately, the decision rested with him. He knew his partner was in a bad mental state at the time, but he didn't pay much attention. With the marriage came the position of CEO of the Fu Group. To resolve both career struggles and family disputes, his choice was clear.
“Initially, I failed to fulfill my duties as a husband in a timely manner.”
"Mmm." The other person's words seemed to stir up a fragment of memory in his mind, deeply moving Zhou Zhou. Although it was just a soul occupying this body, the two seemed to resonate with each other. Zhou Zhou felt a mix of emotions. He left the passenger seat, walked over, and gently hugged the other person. His mouth opened and then closed again. Although he could roughly feel the memory that he had not personally experienced, because he was not the original owner, he could not say "it's okay" on behalf of the original owner.
Love belongs to the present, guilt comes from the past. I am not the original owner, so please remember this... This was the first time Zhou Zhou felt a sense of crisis that she was preparing for in advance.
What if the original owner comes back one day?
"By the way, what were you about to say?" After embracing each other for so long, Fu Hengzhi suddenly remembered that the other person still had something to say.
Unaware that the other party was a novelist, his thoughts had just wandered to the original owner's return, the imposter getting out, and the CEO finally discovering that the original owner was not the one he loved, and the annual melodramatic drama of chasing after his wife across thousands of miles to find his beloved.
"Huh." Zhou Zhou snapped out of his reverie, wondering how he had come up with such a sweet, charming husband-running-away-with-the-pregnancy novel plot. Could it be that he was slowly being influenced by this world?!
Zhou Zhou couldn't remember what he was going to say for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he said, "About what just happened... I can."
The words that came out were completely different from what I had just thought.
"..." This was completely contrary to the outcome Fu Hengzhi had anticipated. A light suddenly appeared in President Fu's eyes, and he asked with great uncertainty and worry, "Are you serious?"
Suppressing his inner hesitation, Zhou Zhou quickly sat back in the passenger seat, closed the door, rolled down the window, and shouted to Fu Hengzhi, "Quick, before I change my mind... no, before the pharmacy closes, get in the car!"
The tougher they act at the beginning, the more cowardly they become when they get to the pharmacy.
After Fu Heng got out of the car, he opened the passenger door, but the other person remained seated.
"Ahem, well, you go ahead, I'll look for some relevant information." Zhou Zhou waved his hand, then opened his phone under the other person's gaze.
Honestly, if Fu Hengzhi hadn't seen the keywords he typed on his phone screen, he would have thought the other party had backed out at the last minute.
“Okay, I’m going then.” Fu Hengzhi closed the car door and resolutely walked towards the pharmacy.
Zhou Zhou found a professional document with a relatively detailed description, and his face turned as red as the traffic light at the intersection.
Knowing about the relationship between men and women, why is it still so exciting between men?
After reading the whole thing, Zhou Zhou felt a surge of emotion and suddenly felt confident. He lowered the car window slightly and looked into the pharmacy. Through the transparent glass door with advertisements for health products, Zhou Zhou saw Fu Hengzhi carrying a bag and talking to a pharmacist.
They're probably asking some usage questions.
"!" Zhou Zhou's face turned even redder than before, and she was so embarrassed that she was practically steaming.
[Author's Note: Zhou Zhou: I can't wait! Hop on the bus! Watch me show my prowess!]
(Impossible, impossible, Cambrian doesn't even dream of driving.)
By the way, are there any girls who want to see a scene where the fake husband runs away with the baby? I can arrange it for you in the extra chapters, hahaha.
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Chapter Sixty-Three: Though the person is bent, it is not appropriate
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Aside from their physical reactions, the two were like greenhorns, seemingly knowledgeable about everything, but their practical application was a different story. Having already showered, Zhou Zhou propped himself up on his knees, placed his laptop on his lap, and typed in a website address, opening the door to a new world for them.
Everyone was quite nervous.
The page was still loading. Zhou Zhou leaned on Fu Hengzhi's shoulder, feeling as if something was floating in his mind. He could feel the other's body temperature gradually getting hotter.
The video started playing, and the laptop made a 'sizzling' sound. Zhou Zhou skipped this unimportant segment with trembling hands and went straight to the main topic.
A sudden moan came from the video, startling Zhou Zhou so much that she almost threw her laptop away. Fu Hengzhi clearly felt Zhou Zhou's body tremble.
"I'm not looking at it anymore." Fu Hengzhi slammed his hand down, closing the notebook in Zhou Zhou's arms and placing it on the bedside table. "Practice makes perfect."
"Huh?" Zhou Zhou didn't react in time, and the next second she was pressed down on the bed to receive Fu Hengzhi's passion.
Their kiss was awkward yet inseparable, tender and lingering. The temperature in the bedroom began to rise slowly as the two became more aroused. Zhou Zhou went from feeling breathless at first to gradually regaining control of the situation. She rolled over and straddled Fu Hengzhi, letting him lean against the headboard.
Fu Hengzhi's usually well-groomed hairstyle was now disheveled from their recent passionate embrace, with stray hairs falling across his forehead. His eyes were filled with alluring desire as he stared at the person on top of him, who was breathing heavily.
Zhou Zhou was in a similar situation, and asked breathlessly, "Is it okay now?"
Fu Hengzhi's eyes darkened. Reason told him he had to wait, but his body was already screaming wildly.
"Mmm." After responding, she kissed him again. Both of them were in a daze, and since it was their first time, they needed some external help.
"I'll do it." Zhou Zhou, feeling dizzy and disoriented, took the object.
"Baby." The deep, sexy voice stirred Zhou Zhou's heartstrings. Before she could ask what was wrong, the other person continued, "You're wearing it wrong."
Zhou Zhou's body was still burning hot. Upon hearing this, she exclaimed "Ah!" and looked down to check carefully, repeatedly confirming, "I didn't wear it wrong, right side up."
A bad feeling crept into his heart. Fu Hengzhi pondered for a moment, his expression extremely complicated, and slowly said, "The person is wearing the wrong thing."
"" Zhou Zhou: "What the hell?"
As the saying goes, everything was ready except for the east wind, but in the end, the east wind did not favor Zhou Yu.
This is perhaps the most awkward scene in the world. The romantic atmosphere from just moments ago has long since vanished. The bed has been made neatly, and the two of them, having straightened their robes, sit on the same side of the bed, the distance between them as vast as the Milky Way.
They looked at each other, and Zhou Zhou rubbed his nose with his finger and guiltily looked away.
Is it his fault? Can we blame him for this? He wasn't the one who suffered in the original body.
He never said he was the bottom one.
“You…” Fu Hengzhi never expected the problem to arise here. The two of them had never communicated on this topic before, let alone discussed it. His feelings were mixed. “I thought…” He stopped there, and Zhou Zhou could guess the rest without the other party saying it.
"Yeah, I thought so too..." Neither of them had anticipated things would develop this way. Zhou Zhou didn't know what to say. He glanced at the time; it was already past midnight. He gave up thinking and suggested, "Why don't we go to sleep first and talk about the rest tomorrow?"
Fu Hengzhi: "..." That's all we can do for now.
Things had gone up and down too quickly. The psychological gap, coupled with the fact that they hadn't slept for more than five hours, made Aunt Feng pause when she saw the two of them coming down from the second floor. But when she noticed that Zhou Zhou's skin under the open collar of his casual clothes was covered with some mottled marks, she showed a knowing look and lowered her head to continue doing her own thing.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was somewhat awkward compared to before. The two sat facing each other, each eating their own food without talking to each other, and even eye contact was rare.
"I'm going to the company." Fu Hengzhi said this to Zhou Zhou. Since they went to bed last night, the two of them had barely spoken to each other. It was as if they had gone back to square one.
"Okay, sure." Zhou Zhou was a little distracted, but quickly replied after snapping out of it. He paused for a moment, then added, "I'm going out too. Could you give me a ride if you're going that way?"
With the help of words, the relationship seemed less strained. Fu Hengzhi walked over and touched the other person's face, gently rubbing the light blue under the other person's eyes with the pad of his thumb, and suggested, "If it's not something important, let's not go out for now. You should get some rest... We can talk about last night when I get back."
Zhou Zhou was touched by Fu Hengzhi's gentle gesture. She reached out and placed her hand on the back of the other's hand that was stroking her cheek, and stood up.
"Coach Zhang sent me a message asking me to come over."