Chapter 684: Unplanned Pregnancy 11

Chapter 684 Unplanned Pregnancy 11

1.

Qu Aiying's unexpected pregnancy has so far had a happy ending, so the wine table began to be lively again.

With the close cooperation of Liu Weicai and Qu Aigang, and under Qu Aiying's diligent persuasion, Feng Shu drank glass after glass of liquor. It's just that Feng Shu felt that the wine he drank in his mouth today was a little bitter. In fact, it's not just the wine that is bitter, but also Feng Shu's heart. It's like a dumb person eating coptis, and he can't tell if he suffers.

For the sake of today, in order to keep his "official hat" and future, Feng Shu had no choice but to knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, forget about the dirty affair between Qu Aiying and Sui Chang, recognize the child in Qu Aiying's belly, and marry Qu Aiying according to the arrangement of the Qu family.

In the face of the cruel reality, even if Feng Shu was reluctant, he could only accept his fate.

Glass after cup, Feng Shu couldn't remember how much wine he had drunk, all Feng Shu wanted now was to get drunk and forget everything that was unbearable in his intoxication.

2.

When Feng Shu woke up, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Under the light of the soft pink bedside lamp, Feng Shu, who woke up from his slumber, suddenly found himself wearing only a pair of shorts, lying on all fours on the wide Simmons bed in Qu Aiying's house.

Feng Shu turned over and sat up, rubbing his aching temples, Feng Shu slowly recalled everything that had happened today.

But even if he wanted to break his head, Feng Shu couldn't remember everything that happened after drinking. Feng Shu only remembered those things before drinking, as well as the fact that Feng Shu and the Qu family had personally agreed to get a marriage certificate with Qu Aiying first, as for what happened at the wine table next, and what he did after drinking, Feng Shu couldn't remember anything.

In other words, from noon after drinking to now, he has been "broken" for seven or eight hours, this situation made Feng Shu suddenly feel a little afraid, and he was immediately scared into a cold sweat, and his spirit was much better.

3.

At this moment, Qu Aiying held a washbasin in her hand and pushed open the door and entered the house.

"Awake?" Qu Aiying smiled slightly, "You've slept for seven or eight hours!"

Feng Shu was speechless, and looked at Qu Aiying who was standing beside the bed in a daze.

Qu Aiying was wearing a white sleeveless short nightdress, exposing two straight and slender thighs and a pair of smooth and delicate arms, the short skirt was made of tulle, faintly revealing a black bandeau and bottoms, and a long hair floating casually on the white shoulders... This situation, this scene, this person, under the dimming of pink light, is like a perfect interweaving of fantasy and romance, giving people an indescribable temptation. Feng Shu's eyes were about to straighten, only to feel that his heart was beating faster, his body was hot, and his nosebleed seemed to be about to gush out.

"What's wrong, stupid?" Qu Aiying smiled. This smile really seems to have a charming style, which makes Feng Shu stupid again.

"Silly..." Qu Aiying stretched out her finger and pointed at Feng Shu's forehead, "It's not that I haven't seen it..." Come on, wipe your face with a wet towel and sober it up..."

Qu Aiying said, bending down and gently rubbing the white towel in the basin.

It didn't matter if Qu Aiying bent over, the fullness and furrows on her chest were revealed from the loose pajama neckline, looking at everything that was once familiar and full of temptation, Feng Shu swallowed her saliva involuntarily, and a certain part of her body immediately reacted.

"Give..." Qu Aiying straightened up as she said and handed the wet towel to Feng Shu, who took the towel and wiped it on her face indiscriminately, in order to hide the tension and panic in her heart.

"Slow down..." Qu Aiying admonished softly, and then pursed her lips and smiled, Feng Shu's body's reaction did not escape Qu Aiying's "magic eye". However, Qu Aiying is not in a hurry, and for Feng Shu, Qu Aiying is now going to adopt the method of "simmering slowly" until Feng Shu is completely conquered.

“··· I stewed a decanting soup for you, and made your favorite braised pork and steamed fish, and then you can go to the living room to eat a little and then rest... I patronized and drank at noon, and I didn't eat much food, so I should be hungry by now..." In the process of Feng Shu wiping her face, Qu Aiying chattered on the side, her expression and tone were like a good wife and mother who were worried about her husband.

"Where's my clothes?" After wiping his face, Feng Shu finally opened his mouth.

It's just that there is not the slightest enthusiasm in Feng Shu's tone of voice, although physically Feng Shu is full of desire for Qu Aiying, but intellectually, Feng Shu has a subconscious resistance to Qu Aiying.

This is a very strange feeling, but this feeling really exists in Feng Shu's body, and it also really exists in our society, which is what people often call "the separation of sex and love".

It is undeniable that around us, in the society we live in, there are many men and women or couples who have this phenomenon of "* separation". There are also many men and women who are not united in sex and love between men and women, in other words they may only have sex and no love, but there are also some people who only have love and no sex. Like Feng Shu's current feelings about Qu Aiying, there is only sex and no love. The perfect fusion of love and sex in Feng Shu's heart disappeared after Feng Shu knew about Qu Aiying and Sui Chang's private relationship.

It's just that Feng Shu has been "forced to Liangshan" at present, and for the development of the "official hat" and official career, Feng Shu can only make such a choice, choosing to be with a woman who is full of temptation for himself and does not love him. Feng Shu didn't know if this choice was right or not, and he didn't know if he would regret it in the future.

Feng Shu only knew that so far, he had no regrets.