The master bedroom on the second floor of the villa is mainly in cool colors, and the cold light from the luxurious lighting makes the large room look a little heavy. Only the pot of gardenias on the floating table makes people's eyes brighter, adding a bit of life.
Walking out of the bathroom, Jiang Yunshu frowned slightly, looking a little complicated.
Just a minute ago, she threw a pregnancy test stick with two lines into the bathroom trash can.
This was a happy event worth celebrating, but there was no joy on Jiang Yunshu's face.
Because she had talked with Fu Chengze about children before marriage, and his attitude was very clear - he did not plan to have children.
The reason is very simple, he doesn't like children.
After being married for more than a year, the two of them have a tacit understanding and have always had protective measures in place.
Only that night, the situation got a little out of control...
Walking to the bed and sitting down, Jiang Yunshu exhaled gently and shallowly.
She picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at the time. It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening.
Just when she was about to call Fu Chengze, the doorknob of the bedroom creaked. She looked up and met the man's gaze.
Fu Chengze walked in with a black suit hanging on his arm.
Jiang Yunshu looked at him for several seconds, but couldn't say the words "I might be pregnant".
"Still not asleep?"
The man's voice is deep and pleasant, with a rising ending, but it always lacks a sense of intimacy.
"Yeah." Jiang Yunshu lowered his eyes, nodded absently, and answered him, "I just finished taking a shower."
Fu Chengze took off his watch and put it on the table. He looked down at her and saw that she was a little listless, so he thought she was sleepy.
He walked to the closet, took out a set of men's pajamas, and then walked over to turn off the brightest headlight in the bedroom.
"It's getting late, go to sleep."
"Um."
The light in the room dimmed, and Jiang Yunshu watched the man walk into the bathroom with his pajamas, swallowing the words he was hesitant to say.
She put her hand on her lower abdomen and decided to take time to go to the hospital in the next few days to make sure that she was really pregnant, and then discuss with Fu Chengze what to do next to avoid causing an accident.
After all, he was very busy at work, and she didn't want to disturb him with uncertain things.
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Lying on the quilt, Jiang Yunshu stared at the ceiling for a while, her mind filled with images of the two bodies overlapping each other that night, indulging in each other's heat.
She remembered clearly that that day was Fu Chengze's birthday.
Even though Mrs. Fu learned from Mrs. Fu that he had stopped celebrating birthdays many years ago, she still prepared a birthday cake waiting for him to come home.
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, she felt sleepy and she lay down on the sofa in the living room and fell asleep.
It was almost early in the morning, and what woke her up was a gentle kiss on her forehead.
When she opened her eyes again, Fu Chengze had already carried her upstairs.
She was in a daze, as if in a dream.
It wasn't until she was carried into the bedroom that she came to her senses and asked, "There is a cake downstairs. Do you want to try a piece?"
Fu Chengze placed her gently on the bed, looked down into her eyes, and did not reply.
"I forgot, you don't like sweets." She lowered her eyes, barely curved the corners of her lips, and said in a very soft voice, "Happy birthday, it's already very late, go to bed early."
As soon as she finished speaking, a pair of big hands touched her cheek, and Fu Cheng leaned over and kissed her.
Under the dim light, their skin touched each other, their hearts beating excitedly in their chests, and they were both more emotional than before.
But when Fu Chengze opened the bedside table, everything stopped.
"I finished it last time..." She breathed heavily, biting her lip and looking up into the man's eyes.
The man's eyes were clearly full of menacing desire, but he closed his eyes and pushed himself up to get up.
She understood instantly.
But it was his strong self-control that made her feel an indescribable impulse and grievance in her heart.
She suddenly raised her arms and hooked them around his neck, preventing him from leaving.
Fu Chengze seemed to be aware of her intention to stay, his brows furrowed and his voice was hoarse, "Don't be ridiculous."
The feeling of grievance and depression was invisibly amplified by his words. She even wanted to ask him, they were a legal couple, so what if they had a child? The entire Fu family, except him, was openly looking forward to the arrival of a new life.
That night she took the rare initiative, took the initiative in an unusual way, and defiantly destroyed his self-control.
It wasn't until all the noise subsided that she said calmly, "I will take medicine."
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After Fu Chengze finished taking a bath and walked out of the bathroom, he saw Jiang Yunshu had closed his eyes.
He lifted the quilt and got into bed, turning off the last few dim lights.
The room fell into silence, and the shallow breathing sounds of the two people gradually became the same frequency.
Because he had something on his mind, Jiang Yunshu didn't feel too sleepy and let out a soft sigh unconsciously.
The person next to the pillow seemed to notice it and turned his head in the darkness, "Aren't you asleep yet?"
"Yeah." Jiang Yunshu came back from his thoughts.
"What's wrong?"
"...It's okay. I drank a few cups of strong tea in the afternoon and I have some insomnia." Jiang Yunshu casually found an excuse to excuse her.
When the light is dim at night, when vision is weakened, other sensory functions will be strengthened.
Jiang Yunshu turned sideways to adjust his sleeping position, and suddenly felt a very close invasion. The next second, a powerful body surrounded her from behind, and his hot breath fell on the skin of her neck.
Jiang Yunshu pursed her lips and called his name with some embarrassment, "Chengze..."
The voice was slight and long, and the tone was unconsciously tender. Fu Chengze did not hear the polite refusal in her tone.
The gentle kiss behind her was slow and gentle, but her breathing gradually became heavier.
When the man's palm moved up her waistline, Jiang Yunshu used some force to push him away, "Not today..."
Fu Chengze hesitated, then quickly let go of her, then raised his hand to tuck her in the quilt, "Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."
Jiang Yunshu turned her head and watched him enter the bathroom, feeling a little depressed.
When it comes to their married life, the two have always had a tacit understanding, and everything happens naturally.
Fu Chengze has always respected her and never forced her. Just like on their wedding night, he could see her nervousness and embarrassment, and nothing happened while they were sleeping in the same bed.
But she also knew——
The other side of treating each other with respect is a clear sense of alienation.
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When Fu Chengze walked out of the bathroom, the cell phone on the bedside table rang with an incoming call. He picked up the phone and went to the balcony to answer it.
"Chengze, I'm sorry to disturb you so late." A female voice came from the other end of the phone.
Fu Chengze: "It's okay. What's the matter with calling me?"
"I've returned to China. I just got off the plane and I'm at the airport now. Can you pick me up?"
"convenient."
"Okay, then I'll wait for you. Don't forget to go to the 24-hour self-service flower shop to buy a bouquet of red roses and pick a fresh one."
"Um."
Seeing the man changing clothes in a hurry, Jiang Yunshu tightened his palms slightly and couldn't help but ask, "It's so late, do you still want to go out?"
Fu Chengze looked back at her and picked up his coat, "I have something to do at the moment and I need to go out. You go to bed first."
The room was too quiet and the sound of the door closing could be heard clearly.
After getting up and walking to the balcony, Jiang Yunshu watched Fu Chengze's car slowly drive out of the villa gate, feeling a sense of aches and pains in his heart.
