In the cold weather, a hot bath can eliminate the fatigue of a day. Tang Weixin walked out in her pajamas. Her hair was a dark red bathrobe. Her temperament was unpredictable, but pure and charming. Because of the imperial sister's robe, she was so tight that she could make people tremble with just one look.

Tang Weixin looked at the man sitting on the bed pretending to be serious. Fuxun sat in front of the computer because he seemed to suddenly remember that he had promised to hand over the modified design drawings tomorrow morning, so he had to step up his work now.

The idea that I finally concentrated was instantly disrupted because of the appearance of a woman.

His eyes raised and he saw the charming appearance of a woman. If she could hand her a cigarette in her hand at this moment, she could play the role of the female boss directly.

Fuxun's breathing suddenly became heavy. He finally understood why he could not be moved by women over the years. It turned out that he liked women who could abuse him and made him want to.

"What are you doing?" Tang Weixin was disappointed when he saw him sitting in front of the computer with a serious look on his face. So she deliberately walked around behind him and saw the dense curves on the screen. Tang Weixin was even more disappointed. It was too late to look at her, but she actually went to see the design drawings?

"You are busy, I'm going to sleep." Tang Weixin was a woman who couldn't force others. Seeing that he was working, she immediately extinguished all her enthusiasm and decided to go to bed for a good night.

Fuxun only smelled the fresh fragrance on her body when she came over. Before she could do anything, she said she was going to sleep, but he would not agree.

With her long arm pulled her wrist in an instant, Tang Weixin turned around and fell into his arms unsteadily.

"What are you doing?" Tang Weixin asked him with evil eyebrows.

Without saying a word, Fuxun lowered her head and blocked her mouth. Do you still need to ask? Don’t question his masculine abilities.

Tang Weixin's tense heart suddenly relaxed, and she took the initiative to reach out and hooked his neck.

The quiet night, the two of them were hot and passionate.

Just as Fuxun was about to reach out his hand, a knock on the door suddenly came.

"Xiaoxun!" Outside the door, the voice of the mother-binding came.

Tang Weixin was so scared that she pushed the man away and jumped up quickly.

Before Fuxun could say anything, Tang Weixin had already opened a wardrobe next to him and turned himself into

The person hid in it, then gently hooked his feet and closed the cabinet door. At the same second, the mother tied the door and pushed the door in.

Fuxun's expression froze. What happened just now?

"Xiaoxun, I haven't slept yet." Mother Bian couldn't help frowning and sighing: "Don't work like this, work is more important, and health is more important."

Fuxun glanced at the computer screen with his eyes. Fortunately, he was indeed at work. He quickly suppressed his beating heart and said calmly: "Mom, it's so late, why haven't you been asleep yet? I went to bed after this."

"Mom slept for a while and suddenly couldn't fall asleep. When she saw the lights in your room, she knew that you must be working again." Fu's mother said, then sat beside him, Fuxun looked at the closet with her eyes, and she secretly complained in her heart.

"Xiaoxun, I think Idealism is pretty good. Is it possible for you to develop it?" The reason why Mother Bian can't sleep is here. The eldest son has already settled, and the younger son has not yet settled, so she is very worried.

"Yes, I just wanted to develop with her and took her home as a guest." Fuxun looked at the cabinet with some smugness. He said this directly to Tang Weixin.

"Is that so? Then does she like you?" The mother of Bian is not confident enough about her son.

"Mom, what do you mean? Do you think your son is very bad? I want to have a good appearance, have a career, be healthy, have good character, be handsome and rich, and most importantly, I still love others." Fuxun expounded all his strengths in one breath.

The mother of Bian couldn't listen anymore and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, what are your advantages? Do you still not know about your mother? But, I think this idealism seems to be not an ordinary woman."

"Mom, do you see it? Of course she is not ordinary." Fuxun looked surprised. Mom has such a good look. Who would run to the tiger's den for an ordinary woman?

"I'm not saying that she is not good, I just think you... You may not be able to suppress her in the future. If a woman is strong, men will suffer." What the mother said was the truth and was also a mother's concern.

Fuxun's back froze. Why did his mother say such things? This is not the first time he has been suppressed by her aura. He told the truth and couldn't talk about it this day.

"Mom, I respect her profession and her ideas. Isn't it just her that I like? If you are strong, you can still control me. If you want to change someone who is not strong, I

I am afraid that once I am proud, I will be lawless." Fuxun said resentfully at the cabinet door.

The mother-binding was amused by her son's innocent and cute thoughts. She sighed softly: "You haven't changed at all. You have been thinking a lot since you were a child."

"Mom, go to bed quickly. I will definitely chase her over and be your daughter-in-law, and give birth to two grandchildren for you." Fuxun quickly held her mother's hand and forced her out.

The mother of Bian angrily glanced at him: "Don't say so early, be careful that others look down on you."

"No, I have confidence." Fuxun was hit hard.

After Fu's mother went out, Fuxun turned around and saw the woman standing behind her. She had already come out of the closet without a sound, scaring him.

"You... why didn't you make any noise?" Fu Xun's eyes widened.

Tang Weixin looked at him with a steady look, without blinking, as if she wanted to look him again.

Fuxun was staring at her sharp eyes and furrowed all over his body. He subconsciously asked, "Yixin, why are you looking at me?"

"What you said just now is true?" Tang Weixin's voice sounded in a daze.

"Which sentence?" Fuxun was stunned.

"All of it." Tang Weixin finished speaking, and walked towards him step by step and approached. When Fuxun saw the deep light in her eyes, his heart was beating wildly. For some reason, in the face of her oppression, he subconsciously took a few steps back and soon retreated to the wall.

"Of course." His breathing was tight.

"Okay." Tang Weixin's eyes flowed and the corners of her mouth lit up.

Fuxun didn't know why she suddenly felt affectionate and looked like she was determined to eat him.

"Yixin, it's very late. Do you want to go to bed first? Let's talk about it tomorrow?" Fuxun couldn't guess what she was thinking and became nervous, but he was looking forward to something.

Tang Weixin suddenly rushed over, raised her toes, and gently brushed her lips on his thin lips: "Fuxun, I will never let you down in this life."

"Ah?" Before Fuxun understood this sentence, Tang Weixin gently hugged his waist and buried his face in his arms.

"Is this considered confession?" Fuxun was shocked, so poetic and picturesque.

Tang Weixin let go of his hand and patted him gently on his strong chest: "Good night." After saying that, he turned around and went out, leaving behind a lost face.
Chapter completed!