Afraid of affecting Tongtong and Sister Gao, Shiyang fucked Fu Jingchuan in the studio next door.
She usually pays more attention to Tongtong's nutritional balance, and has everything in the refrigerator.
Fu Jingchuan's taste was light, so Shiyang brought some fresh shrimps, clams, eggs, and chives, intending to make seafood noodles for Fu Jingchuan.
The kitchen next door also has all the ingredients.
"You should rest for a while first."
Opening the door and entering the house, Shiyang turned to Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan nodded, pulled off his tie with one hand and walked to the bathroom.
When he walked by, Shi Yang vaguely smelled the faint smell of disinfectant. It was very light and not very real.
She couldn't help but glance at Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan has taken off his tie and suit jacket.
"I'm going to take a shower first." He said, and his clothes were already thrown into the dirty clothes basket.
Shiyang nodded: "Okay."
The man also entered the kitchen with the ingredients. He took the small cooking pot with one hand, washed it, filled it with water, then put it next to the stove and turned on the fire to start cooking. He also took the clean water basin with the other hand and put the fresh food in the bag. Pour the shrimp into the basin, deftly pull off the shrimp heads and pull out the shrimp threads, peel the shells and open the backs of the fresh shrimps.
As the only girl in the family, she was still unpopular. From the time she became sensible, Ding Xiuli made the best use of everyone and arranged various housework. Therefore, she has a strong ability to survive and her cooking skills are even better. skilled.
Cooking is hardly any difficulty for her.
Within a few minutes, Shiyang had prepared the shrimps and clams.
She heated up the oil in the pot and put the noodles into the small pot while waiting for the oil to heat up. The oil here was also hot. All the processed shrimp heads were poured into the pot and fried in the oil. After the red oil came out, Shiyang laid down two eggs together, then scooped them up and put them aside for later use. Then he put the sliced ginger and green onions into the oil pan and sauteed until fragrant, then added the clams and fresh shrimps and simmered them. .
As soon as Fu Jingchuan came out of the bathroom, he saw Shiyang working in an orderly manner in the kitchen. The fresh fragrance of seafood mixed with the strong aroma of ginger and green onion reverberated throughout the room.
Fu Jingchuan couldn't help but look at Shiyang.
Because she had just taken a shower, her hair was pinned back casually with shark clips, and her slightly curly bangs hung casually from one side of her face, soft and relaxed with a hint of laziness.
There was no trace of embarrassment or panic on her soft and white face. She opened the lid of the pot with one hand and picked out the shrimp heads and clam shells in an orderly manner with chopsticks in the other hand. The free hand picked up another side of the pot. Using an electric kettle, add the freshly boiled water and eggs into the stewed seafood pot. The whole process is done in one go and unhurriedly. It is clear that people are in the midst of fireworks, but there is a sense of detachment from the world.
Seeing Shi Yang like this, Fu Jingchuan inexplicably remembered the accusations made by Fang Wanqing and Fu Wujun against Shi Yang.
He obviously didn't provoke anyone, but he was bullied and blamed.
She wasn't even guilty of having a treasure, all the accusations and bullying were just because of the deep-rooted prejudices in their minds.
Shiyang vaguely felt that someone was looking at her. She turned around subconsciously and saw Fu Jingchuan leaning against the door frame and looking at her quietly. She couldn't help but smile at him: "Are you washed?"
"Yes." Fu Jingchuan nodded lightly and walked towards her.
"The noodles are almost ready," Shiyang said.
"Um."
Still responding softly and slowly, Fu Jingchuan walked behind her, suddenly opened his arms and hugged her gently from behind.
Shiyang stiffened slightly, but did not break away.
She could feel that something was not right with Fu Jingchuan tonight.
There was a strong sense of exhaustion on his body, from the inside out.
Although he had tried hard not to let the fatigue show.
Fu Jingchuan also felt her stiffness, but he did not let her go. He just hugged her tightly and held her tightly in his arms.
The tenderness in his movements had a hint of indescribable pity.
Shi Yang couldn't help but tilted his head slightly and looked at him: "Did something happen?"
Fu Jingchuan looked at her and didn't speak. He just lowered his head towards her, followed her breath and kissed her lips.
Shiyang wanted to push him away, but was stopped by the conflict between suppression and release in his lips and tongue. She originally intended to push his chest but instead hugged his shoulders, silently comforting her.
This small movement instantly exploded the suppressed emotions in Fu Jingchuan's body.
His kiss suddenly became passionate and passionate.
The hand that was around her lower abdomen hooked her waist, hugged her and turned her around halfway, pushing her against the counter next to her. The other hand had already taken off the shark clip on her head. The thick long hair then poured down, lazily hanging behind her as her face was forced to look up.
Fu Jingchuan pressed his palms directly onto Shiyang's hair and placed it on the back of his neck. The words on his mouth were fierce, hot and gentle.
The seafood soup cooking on the side began to bubble, and the boiling water vapor made a "pop, pop, pop" sound as the temperature in the kitchen gradually increased.
Shi Yang was still trying to maintain some sense of reason and subconsciously reached out to turn off the fire, but Fu Jingchuan stopped him halfway.
His hand also reached behind him, and with a soft "click" sound, the gas that was on was turned off.
The sound of the boiling seafood soup gradually became quieter.
The movements of the two people in the kiss slowly changed from passionate to gentle, and then slowly stopped.
Rough smells echoed in the small space along with the sound of steam in the pot.
Fu Jingchuan hugged Shiyang and put his cheek against the top of her hair, slowly calming down the messed up breath.
Shiyang was also calming down against his chest.
The water vapor in the pot slowly calmed down as the temperature cooled down.
The breaths of the two finally calmed down.
Fu Jingchuan also spoke softly in this silence: "My dad went to the hospital today for cerebral hemorrhage, and I am in the hospital today."
Shiyang looked at him in surprise.
"So what's going on now?" she asked, no longer caring about anything else, only worry in her eyes.
"A craniotomy has been performed, the congestion has been removed, and he is still in the intensive care unit." Fu Jingchuan said, "My family members cannot accompany me, so I have to come back first."
"What did the doctor say?" Shiyang asked softly.
Fu Jingchuan: "The operation was relatively successful. The follow-up depends on his body's ability to absorb the hematoma and prevent secondary bleeding."
"It'll be okay." Shiyang comforted softly.
Fu Jingchuan pursed his lips and nodded slightly: "Yes."
"Why did he suddenly have a cerebral hemorrhage?" Shi Yang asked, "I remember that he has always been in good health, and he looked very lively two days ago.
Fu Jingchuan was silent for a while, and then looked at her: "Maybe... I haven't rested."
Shiyang nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He turned to look at the soup in the pot: "Let me serve you some noodles first. You haven't eaten anything all afternoon, so don't starve your stomach."
As she turned around to serve him some noodles, Fu Jingchuan stopped her: "I'll do it."
The person who was talking had already taken the big bowl, poured out the soup, fished out the cooked noodles, put them into the soup bowl, and then brought them to the restaurant.
Fu Jingchuan took two pairs of bowls and chopsticks and served Shiyang a portion.
"You should have some more," he said, putting the noodles in front of her.
Shiyang nodded.
Fu Jingchuan sat down opposite her and then looked at her: "Is Tongtong asleep?"
"Yes." Shiyang nodded, "Before going to bed, I was asking you when you would come back. I told her that I would wait until you came back to wake her up, and then she was willing to go and sleep."
Fu Jingchuan smiled: "I was negligent."
"It's nothing. It's just talk, kid. Your dad's health is in serious condition." Shiyang said, looking up at him, "You don't have to worry about this, you will forget about it in two days."
Fu Jingchuan shook his head, then looked at her: "I'll go over and see her later."
Shiyang nodded: "Okay."
