Chapter 1032
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Sikong quickly left the laboratory.
It was finally quiet. Fu Qinglun's body was empty and he knitted his brows. He really didn't have any sexual interest at all.
Under such circumstances, only a ghost could get hard.
He closed his eyes, and his handsome eyes revealed a hint of sexy decadence. Actually, he really wanted to do it.
He was still thinking about it when he pinned her down at the entrance of the corridor last night.
He hadn't touched her for a long time.
But his body didn't respond.
He furrowed his good-looking brows.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door. Sikong coughed. "Ah Sen, are you done?"
Fu Qinglun raised his hand to his forehead. A white laboratory, a vacuum tube and Sikong's nagging outside. It was a terrible feeling.
He was a man who valued his quality of life. Coupled with his own mysophobia, he really couldn't bring himself to indulge in such things.
"Come in," he said.
"Ta." Sikong walked in. "Ah Sen, you're quite fast. Eh, why didn't you hit the plane?"
There was nothing in the vacuum tube.
Fu Qinglun lifted his eyes and looked at Sikong. "Why don't you take a plane for me to see?"
“”
Sikong shrugged his shoulders. "What do we do now? I'm still waiting for the match. If the first match doesn't work, I'll have to do it a second time. Time is precious."
Fu Qinglun pursed his thin lips. He also knew that time was tight, but he didn't respond.
"Ah Sen, do you want me to make some films for you to have a look?" Sikong asked tentatively.
Fu Qinglun instantly gave him a cold stare. "Go play by yourself."
Sikong felt that this man was really difficult to please. His private life was too clean. Not to mention women outside, he didn't even look at those films. He was an elegant gentleman, and those films seemed to taint his eyes.
"Ah Sen, don't tell me that you can't get hard after leaving Shiyu because you didn't fully recover last time?"
Fu Qinglun's brows moved. He didn't know, but it was possible.
Sikong seemed to have discovered something big. "Ah Sen, you can't continue like this. Find a time to let me treat you properly."
Fu Qinglun stood up and raised his eyebrows. "I don't need treatment. I'm fine with my wife Shi 'shi."
Young Master Fu was proud of himself.
"But you can't treat other women?"
Before he could finish his sentence, Fu Qinglun glared at him coldly.
Si Kong quickly shut his mouth.
"I'll make a move first. I'll look for you tomorrow." Fu Qinglun picked up the vacuum tube and left the laboratory.
Sikong looked at Fu Qinglun's back view. He must have gone to look for Lin Shiyu.
If he was really sick, Lin Shiyu would be his aphrodisiac.
As a man, this was also a kind of defect. Many men would not touch women outside, but this was a completely different concept from whether their bodies could handle it or not. It was related to a man's dignity and face.
But Ah Sen didn't want to treat him.
There was no hope for him.
Lin Shiyu returned to her apartment and took a hot shower. Just as she was blow-drying her hair, someone was ringing the doorbell. Ding dong! Someone was ringing the doorbell.
Who was it?
Lin Shiyu walked over to the door and asked, "Who is it?"
Soon after, she heard a deep and magnetic voice. "Shi 'shi, it's me."
Fu Qinglun.
Lin Shiyu's lashes quivered. "Why are you here? Have you settled the matter with Sikong?"
"No, there's a problem."
"What problem?"
"Shi 'shi, open the door." Fu Qinglun pressed the doorbell again.
Lin Shiyu remained silent for a few seconds, then stretched her hand out to open the door.
The apartment door opened and the light from outside spilled in. Fu Qinglun stood tall outside.
He had changed his clothes. He was wearing a custom-made white shirt and black slim-fit trousers. It was a classic outfit for a prince charming.
He was tall, and the trousers he wore were nine parts long. He wore a pair of brown leather shoes, revealing his delicate male ankles. It was cold outside, and he wore a British-style plaid coat. He looked young, handsome, elegant, and fashionable, like an international male model who had just stepped off the stage during Fashion Week.
His slender fingers were still hooked around the Maybach's car keys. The cuffs of his checkered coat revealed a small section of his white shirt. The cuffs of his shirt were all buttoned up. It was clean and beautiful, especially charming.
He had a high quality of life and was well-versed in the beauty of fashion. He exuded elegance and nobility.
Lin Shiyu lifted her eyes to look at him. "What happened?"
Fu Qinglun walked in and closed the door with his leg.
The two of them stood by the door and were very close to each other. Fu Qinglun lowered his eyes to look at her. "There's no reaction from my body. I can't take that thing out."
Lin Shiyu froze for a moment, her gaze a little unnatural. "Then why didn't you look for Sikong?"
"Sikong asked me to look for you."
Sikong didn't say that he was the one who said that.
Someone made it up.
Hearing this, Lin Shiyu furrowed her pretty brows.
Fu Qinglun looked at her and lowered his head slightly. He moved closer to her hair and sniffed. "You've showered?"
As he moved closer, Lin Shiyu could smell the familiar clean and masculine scent from his body. It seemed to be mixed with a little refreshing shower fragrance.
He seemed to have showered as well.
He always showered before getting intimate with her.
Lin Shiyu seemed to have sensed something. She lowered her luscious lashes and snorted. "Mm."
Fu Qinglun's voice was hoarse. "You smell so good."
She smelled so good.
The temperature of the entire apartment rose by more than ten degrees. Lin Shiyu's delicate skin was a little pink.
At this moment, her vision darkened. Fu Qinglun had kissed her red lips.
Lin Shiyu froze for a moment. She stretched out her hands and hugged his muscular waist. One of her hands slid down his waist.
When Fu Qinglun wanted to pry open her mouth, she avoided his kiss. "Aren't you fine?"
She could feel it.
It must be a lie to say that there was no reaction.
"It's good to see you. I can't leave you."
Because of her height, Lin Shiyu avoided his kiss and buried her beautiful face in his chest. She lowered her head and said softly, "Then let Sikong treat you." Gu Mohan shook his head and said, "Let Sikong treat you then."
"Sikong can't treat this thing. Only you can."
"But …"
"But what? I'm not sick. I only have feelings for you. I can't do it with other women. "
Lin Shiyu curved her pale red lips slightly. Her heart was filled with sweetness and sweetness.
No woman would be unhappy, right?
Her man only had feelings for her.
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