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Chapter 296 You Are Not Good Enough
Wen Zhixia was so choked by the dirty jokes he spoke that she rolled her eyes.
However, when he said this, memories of the past emerged in Wen Zhixia's mind.
For someone, even though he has not been home for three years after marriage, staying home basically means "asking for something".
Especially in the first year after their marriage, Wen Zhixia often suspected that he came back just to "get things done."
And there is no such thing as him lying down. He is the king of film who only needs to sleep four hours a day. He has extremely strong energy and physical strength, and he also wants to be filmy in bed.
There were several times when she was so exhausted that she couldn't get out of bed the next day.
So, his ability is sufficient, but his technique is really not commendable.
Thinking of this, Wen Zhixia got down from the sofa in a bad mood, "Your level is not good enough, forget it, let's eat."
Fu Ruoshi didn't hear anything else, just two words: No
!!!
He exploded.
These two words are enough to break a man's defense.
"What did you say?" He stood up, pulled Wen Zhixia back to his side, and laughed angrily, "Wen Zhixia, is it me who can't do it, or is it you who can't handle it? You have to figure it out!"
Wen Zhixia also became anxious.
"What's the difference!" She was even more angry when she talked about this, "It's obviously you who insisted, insisted..."
Although Wen Zhixia wasn't a virgin, she was rather reserved and didn't like talking about it. She felt a bit embarrassed when she did.
"What do I have to do?" Fu Ruoshi saw her face flushed slightly, and was about to ask proudly, but he heard Wen Zhixia bluntly say, "You insist on forcing it! You don't have any skills at all! Of course I can't handle it!"
When Fu Ruoshi heard this, he didn't know whether to be happy or ashamed.
First, he didn't expect Wen Zhixia to tell him so frankly about her feelings about that incident, which made him start thinking about how to improve his skills next time.
Second, she said she couldn't handle it, which was a disguised affirmation that he was very capable.
Mixed feelings.
He decided to reflect on it.
Both of them were dumb in bed. When they got married, Wen Zhixia felt alienated from him, thinking that he had someone else in his heart. She was reluctant to do it and did not enjoy it at all.
She was also very stubborn and refused to cry out in pain or show weakness.
"Then why didn't you say anything..." Fu Ruoshi was still ashamed, "I didn't know, I thought you..."
Wen Zhixia glared at him, "What do you think?"
Fu Ruoshi felt guilty when she glared at him.
He quickly swallowed back "I thought you were happy."
From childhood to adulthood, others have always been the ones trying to please him, but he doesn't know how to please others. Therefore, including in that aspect, he didn't care about her feelings at first.
"I will definitely change it," Fu Ruoshi softened his tone, "You can also tell me what position you like, for example, tell me what position you like, and then I will know how to change it..."
"Who wants to report this to you? It's none of my business whether you change or not." Wen Zhixia felt even more embarrassed after hearing his detailed account. "You still want to serve a rich woman like this? You'd better just inherit the family fortune."
After saying that, she stopped talking to him and went to the kitchen to cook.
Fu Ruoshi felt quite wronged.
There is nothing wrong with what you said. If you don’t give me any feedback, how would I know what to do?
Grievance e(┬┬﹏┬┬)3
He didn't get any meat tonight.
But he has gotten used to it. As long as he can be affectionate with her, enter her house, and eat the food she cooks for him, she is giving him a chance.
If things continue like this, we’ll definitely be able to eat it one day!
Thinking of this, Fu Ruoshi stretched his shoulders, stood up, and went to help her cook.
When they were cooking, they almost got into an argument over how much oil and salt to use.
Each of them thinks that their craftsmanship is better than the other's, and neither of them is willing to admit defeat.
Finally, Wen Zhixia said, "Eat it if you want! If you don't want, make it yourself!" and successfully shut Fu Ruoshi up.
The next morning.
Wen Zhixia had an outpatient clinic today, so she got up at seven o'clock.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Fu Ruoshi drinking coffee and passing by me leisurely.
Last night, the two of them slept in separate rooms as usual. Wen Zhixia didn't deliberately chase him away. She locked herself in the room and studied information about the evening breeze for most of the night.
"Why are you up so early?" she asked while squeezing toothpaste. "Didn't you say you'd have a day off today?"
Fu Ruoshi had just taken a shower and still smelled of shower gel.
He leaned against the door, drinking coffee. "Song Ailing never lets me sleep in. After I started elementary school, I never got up later than 6:30. If I got up more than five minutes later, Fu Keming and she would beat me up."
Wen Zhixia's hands trembled as she brushed her teeth.
“So harsh?”
Fu Ruoshi hummed, "Even when I go to grandma's house during the winter and summer holidays, I can only sleep until 6:40 at most. Now I wake up after 6 o'clock wherever I go. I can't fall asleep even if I want to."
Wen Zhixia was shocked.
As far as she could remember, she had never seen Fu Ruoshi sleep in. She was considered an early riser. However, every time she woke up, Fu Ruoshi had usually finished washing up.
The Fu family's family tradition is indeed strict. They don't eat at night and don't sleep during the day. They only criticize their children but don't praise them. They are indeed training him according to the standards of an heir so that he can have stronger mental strength and shoulder greater burdens and responsibilities.
"Then I'm going to work," Wen Zhixia washed her face and simply applied some isolation. "What are your plans?"
Fu Ruoshi was sitting in his study, replying to emails. "I need to go home. Breakfast is on the table, and the coffee is in your thermos. You can take it and eat it on the way."
So well-behaved?! Wen Zhixia wanted to laugh.
He really looks like the little husband who married into the Wen family.
Wash clothes, cook, take care of children, quietly make breakfast, and wait for me to wake up.
In fact, although someone has many problems, he is still pragmatic and can make a living.
Wen Zhixia thought about it and felt that if she really lived with him in this small house, they would go to their respective jobs during the day, cook together at night, and chat with each other when they were bored. It would be quite warm.
If only I could have a baby...
Ugh! What are you thinking about so early in the morning?
Wen Zhixia slapped herself twice in her heart.
"Thank you for breakfast." She raised her chin to Fu Ruoshi, "I'm going to work now. Please do as you please. Happy New Year."
Fu Ruoshi's phone was ticking, and he didn't even look up. "Why should I be happy? I can only be happy if I marry you."
Wen Zhixia smiled without saying anything, took the breakfast he made, took a bite, slung the thermos over her shoulder, and went out to work.
After she left, Fu Ruoshi paused while sending the email.
He turned around and looked at the desk in Wen Zhixia's room with a gloomy look in his eyes.
The pile of documents that had been placed on the dining table last night was now placed in front of her computer.
What on earth could make her try so hard to hide it?
Of course, Fu Ruoshi didn't suspect that she was cheating on him. He was worried that Wen Zhixia would encounter difficulties again, so he gritted his teeth and carried it alone.
Then he would feel useless.
He stood up, walked to the door of Wen Zhixia's room, and stared at her desk for a long time.
Finally, he still didn't go into her room.
She left the things on the table because she believed that he would not violate her privacy.
Fu Ruoshi suddenly felt like a jerk.
He had a lot of questions, but after a little speculation, he found that all the questions revolved around Fu Keming's physical condition.
This uneasy feeling has been with him for almost a month.
After sorting out his thoughts, Fu Ruoshi returned to the study, put on his clothes, and returned to Wanqing Villa.
after an hour.
The automatic door of the villa opened and a gray Bugatti drove into the villa.
Fu Ruoshi parked the car and walked to the front hall of the villa, just in time to see Fu Yonglin coming out.