Futing cleaned up the dishes and came out. Seeing Ji Tingyan's eyes looking at him with warm eyes, it was so hot that it seemed as if she was about to eat someone. Futing suddenly felt embarrassed and his handsome face turned red.

What is her gaze?

Futing was shy about his diligence.

Ji Tingyan suddenly lowered her head and laughed out loud. Fu Ting walked over, held her palm strongly, and pinched her hard. Ji Tingyan smiled even more proudly.

Wang Cheng walked out with the last bowl of soup. Seeing Ji Tingyan smiled happily, he quickly gained a sense of presence for the boss: "Ms. Ji, the boss has a good cooking skills. You will have a good taste in the future. I have been with him for so many years and have only eaten a few meals he cooked."

Ji Tingyan pursed her lips and smiled: "Yeah, I see it."

"Don't talk too much, eat." Futing was already embarrassed. Wang Cheng had to say a few more words, and he immediately showed the boss's majesty.

Wang Cheng's heart skipped a beat. The boss didn't like to be praised. How could he forget this?

The three of them sat on the table and ate supper. From Wang Cheng, they knew from Wang Cheng that Cheng Yue's father's condition had improved greatly. Cheng Yue decided to ask someone to help manage the restaurant after his father was completely cured. She would come to find Wang Cheng and the two would register for marriage.

Ji Tingyan watched their love blossom and bear fruit, and sincerely wished her sincere blessings.

In the evening, Wang Cheng quickly packed everything and left after dinner. He could not disturb the boss's happy time.

Fu Ting sat on the sofa and looked at the woman sitting next to him. He looked at the time on his wrist again: "It's past nine o'clock, when will you go home?"

"Are you going to drive me away?" Ji Tingyan curled her lips unhappily.

"I just think you don't want to go back too late." Futing was reluctant to let her go. He wished she wouldn't leave and stay.

"It's so late... Otherwise, I won't go back today." Ji Tingyan immediately squeezed to him with a smile.

Futing: "..."

"What? I'll stay, don't you welcome me?" The happiness on Ji Tingyan's face instantly frozen.

Fu Ting sighed helplessly, reached out to hold her arm, and gently pinched it: "Why wouldn't I welcome it? But, your family knows that if you come back today, isn't it good if you don't go home?"

"I later told my mom, come back tomorrow?" Ji Tingyan smiled angrily

After a few sounds, she changed her idea when she was about to get on the plane, just to stay in Futing's new home for one night and not go back.

"Really?" The man's eyes flashed with ecstasy.

"Yeah." Ji Tingyan's face turned red with shame, she lowered her head and leaned into his arms: "Of course, I want to spend more time with you."

Futing's heart was filled with her care. He finally stopped caring about it, reached out and hugged her in his arms, and asked her to sit directly on his lap.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Fu Ting began to provoke an army and asked him for a depressed night.

Ji Tingyan's beautiful eyes turned: "Do you have to tell you everything?"

"Yes, I said it, it's not a surprise." Fu Ting reached out to pinch her chin, and sucked her thin lips warmly.

Ji Tingyan had no choice but to obey him and could only be kissed by him, but the next second, she took the initiative to reach out and put her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss enthusiastically.

After a while, the two of them separated in panting. Fu Ting said in a hoarse voice: "Go to the balcony upstairs to sit, I'll bring some wine."

"Yeah." Ji Tingyan nodded, feeling rippling, but when she thought that she belonged to two people all night, she was not so anxious, so she walked upstairs with a smile.

On the private balcony on the second floor, she lazily lay on the chair. After a while, Futing took the washed fruit and red wine and walked up.

The wine was opened and the fragrance was everywhere. Futing only poured half a cup for her. Ji Tingyan was not greedy for wine. The two of them chatted about life and drank some wine. It was already past ten o'clock. Futing directly picked Ji Tingyan up and said, "I'm taking a shower."

Ji Tingyan was so scared that she hugged his neck quickly, her pretty face blushed with anxiety: "Will you go together?"

Fu Ting curled his thin lips and said evilly: "There is no one here again, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid you can do it." Ji Tingyan angrily with beautiful eyes.

Fu Ting immediately smiled proudly: "I'm afraid that I'm doing something, it's not the first time."

Ji Tingyan buried her head in his arms, not daring to talk about this topic anymore, but she still punched her hands twice in the man's arms.

Fu Ting was happy to be beaten, and his thin lips kept smiling. He hugged her into the bedroom.

"Sit down, I'll go and release the water." Fu Ting turned around and entered the bathroom.

Ji Tingyan was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look up, but she was just right

Wanting to see, she couldn't help but walk outside the bathroom door and saw the man filling the bathtub with water.

Is this the world of two people? Unrestrained and as you wish?

Ji Tingyan suddenly fell in love with this feeling. Will she be too addicted to male sex?

No, it's definitely not a serious life, but... as soon as the man took off his coat, Ji Tingyan's brain was thrust back, so what if she was addicted? Her eyes were almost unable to move away.

"Come here." Fu Ting's voice was gentle, low and dumb, revealing his masculine charm.

Ji Tingyan couldn't help but walk towards him. Looking at his doting gaze, she could no longer think about anything else. She just wanted to devote herself to his arms and let him pamper her for the rest of her life.

That night, Futing made her very troubled. She was tired, but she was really satisfied.

Tang Weixin and Fuxun also sold air tickets, and Fuxun told his son to show sincerity to propose marriage to the Tang family’s parents.

Fuxun's confident expression made his mother feel relieved, and he promised to bring this daughter-in-law back.

But the mother of the bundled mother gave him a blank look. She might believe her eldest son if she wanted to say this. The younger son's expression always gives people a feeling of uneasiness.

From Fu's home to the airport, Tang Weixin looked at the elegant man standing beside her and felt like a dream, but it was real. She couldn't help but reach out to touch the back of his hand. Fuxun immediately grabbed her hand and held it tightly.

The two of them were dressed casually, and they were very compatible in the eyes of outsiders.

The two big boxes of the meeting ceremony had been dragged, and Fuxun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Show me your dad's photo so that I won't offend him at the right time." As soon as Fuxun sat down, he asked in a low voice.

Tang Weixin took out a photo of her family directly from her wallet. Her mother and father were sitting in front and she stood behind. The three of them smiled very happily.

"Do you have no photos on your phone?" Fuxun asked curiously.

"I don't keep my family's information and photos on my phone." Tang Weixin shook her head. Out of her professional habits, she protected her private information very well.

Fuxun pinched her shoulder with heartache. All the young girls love beauty and like to take some fresh photos, but Tang Weixin has already shouldered the heavy responsibility. How can it not make people feel distressed if they throw away all the things of these little women?
Chapter completed!