Chapter 2471 Doubt Your Husband Can't Do It?

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The candle light is melting, and the wine is intoxicating.

Gu Weiwei cut a tender steak into her mouth, and nodded approvingly.

"This candlelight dinner is very distracting."

"Husband, you are becoming more and more pleasing to women."

Romantic and gentle, she was here to open a room, but because she knew she didn't go out to eat dinner, she wanted to have a candlelight dinner.

Fu Hanzheng chuckled and corrected her.

"It's to please you."

Other women, he has no interest in pleasing people.

The two had a sweet dinner, and Gu Weiwei went to take a bath first.

Fu Hanzheng called someone to clean up the tableware, and took a call from a company to handle the work.

Gu Weiwei came out of the shower, saw that he was talking on the phone, sat playfully in his arms, stretched her neck and covered his lips with her lips.

The executive on the other end of the phone heard a sudden interruption and called again.

"Mr. Fu?"

Fu Hanzheng clasped the back of her head, returned a lingering kiss, released her lips and said in a low voice.

"For now, I'll talk about it when I get back to the company tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and put the naughty little wife on the sofa to practice Fa on the spot.

After a round, Gu Weiwei shrank in his arms dripping with sweat and muttered in dissatisfaction.

"……cold."

Fu Hanzheng kissed her sweaty face, carried her from the sofa back to the bed, and tucked her into the bed.

Then, put on your nightgown and get ready to take a shower.

Gu Weiwei looked at it and teased.

"Is this ready to wash and sleep?"

Fu Hanzheng turned his head, "What are you disappointed about?"

Gu Weiwei hugged the pillow and smiled mischievously.

"I thought I hadn't seen you for half a month. Husband, you're going to fire wood and fire seven times a night."

The person who originally wanted to take a shower, simply turned back.

"Since Mrs. Fu, you have such a wish, how could your husband let you down?"

After Fu Hanzheng finished speaking, he went to bed and dragged the person huddled under the quilt out.

Gu Weiwei was just joking, but she paid the price for her words all night. No matter how she begged for mercy, Fu Hanzheng would not let it go. She just let her experience the dry fire seven times a night after a long absence.

So much so that when she checked out the next morning and went back, her legs were so weak that she could barely walk.

Along the way, she stared at the culprit who caused her sore back and legs.

"I'm just talking, do you want to be so serious?"

"The tone of your voice seems to be suspicious of your husband." Fu Hanzheng glanced at her with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, "In order not to worry you, I think it's better to prove it."

Gu Weiwei turned her head to look out the car window, thinking of today's heavy filming work, she wanted to cry without tears.

The two returned to the apartment, and the family knew very well that they had gone out overnight, but no one asked.

Gu Weiwei sat down and ate breakfast with them, and then reluctantly said goodbye to the two children.

Originally wanted to take them to the airport, but Fu Hanzheng refused.

"You'd better take a rest, and then go to the studio to start work, you don't need to send it."

Gu Weiwei glared at him, but did not insist too much, just sent them out the door, watched them get into the car, and waved goodbye to the two children reluctantly.

Mrs. Fu and their car left first. Fu Hanzheng didn't follow them in the same car, and took her back to the apartment after they left.

"There are still two hours before work starts, and you can sleep for an hour and a half."

"You're not leaving yet?" Gu Weiwei urged.

Fu Hanzheng pushed her into the master bedroom, tucked her into the quilt, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead lightly.

"Sleep well for a while, I'll call you when the time comes."

Gu Weiwei nodded and pouted in protest.

"Don't kiss the forehead, kiss here."

Fu Hanzheng chuckled softly and lightly pressed her lips again before closing the door and leaving.

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