Chapter 131 He is not my child

Finally returned to Yan Luoman’s own house.

Although there was some dust on the bed, Yan Luoman still threw himself into the bed with a relaxed mind and body.

It feels like a lifetime ago.

After Fu Sinian finished his phone call outside, he also walked into the room, stood in front of her, and looked down at her.

Yan Luoman subconsciously protected her chest and sat up: "I'll clean up first..."

Before she could finish her words, Fu Sinian pushed her down on the bed. He leaned over and pressed her down, kissing her madly.

Yan Luoman silently endured his venting.

Yes, she could feel that this time he was not longing for her, but he just wanted to use this matter to vent something.

Just like her previous catharsis, the urge to be filled.

Yan Luoman's kiss soothed him gently, and he felt a sour taste in his throat.

She sank her fingers into his hair and gently stroked the back of his head.

Gradually, Fu Sinian stopped his madness and lay on top of her silently, causing her to cough lightly.

Fu Sinian raised the corner of his lips slightly and rubbed his cheek against hers silently. It was unclear whether it was out of attachment or joy, but he rubbed it for a long time.

So long that he fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Luoman pushed his heavy body, but it didn't move at all, so she simply gave up.

But she was really pressed so hard that she couldn't breathe. She called him softly, "Fu Sinian, I'm almost being crushed to death."

Fu Sinian closed his eyes, hugged her and turned over, letting her lie on top of him.

She was about to get up when he put his arms tightly around her waist and murmured, "Manman, sleep with me for a while."

Yan Luoman looked at his tired appearance, said nothing, and obediently lay on him and fell asleep with him.

When I woke up again, the room was spotless and my luggage was packed in the cloakroom.

Yan Luoman walked out and saw Fu Sinian cooking with an apron on.

He returned to being the normal Fu Sinian, but Yan Luoman knew that he could never truly become the normal Fu Sinian.

The doorbell rings.

Fu Sinian turned off the fire, turned around and saw Yan Luoman had woken up, so he turned on the fire again and said, "Go open the door."

Yan Luoman dragged his feet and said lazily, "She wouldn't be back so early, right?"

"will not."

Yan Luoman opened the door with a heavy heart, but did not hear the expected "Brother Si Nian", but a little guy standing at the door dryly.

The little boy saw the door was opened and looked up.

Yan Luoman was just about to ask whose child had walked into the wrong door when she saw a face that looked 70% similar to Fu Sinian.

She opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

The little boy was about 6 years old, with timid eyes, looking at Yan Luoman eagerly, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is my father Fu Sinian here?"

Like a bolt from the blue, Yan Luoman was frozen in time.

"Manman." Fu Sinian hadn't heard any noise from this side for a long time, so he walked over and thought she was kidnapped.

I saw her with her head down and her back stiff.

Fu Sinian walked over quickly, pulled her behind him and protected her, then looked at the person who stunned her.

The next moment, Fu Sinian also froze.

"Dad." The little boy called Fu Sinian timidly.

Fu Sinian was speechless and laughed. He received big gifts for two consecutive days. Was it the work of the old witch or Liang Shiluo?

Or one big gift for each person.

Seeing that Fu Sinian did not respond to him, the little boy took another step forward. Although he was shaking with fear, he still grabbed Fu Sinian's sleeve and continued to call him pitifully, "Dad."

Fu Sinian waved and opened the little boy's door.

The little boy lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud.

Yan Luoman finally came back to her senses and hurried over to help the little boy up.

The little boy bit his lips tightly, and even though his eyes were wet, he didn't cry.

"If you have something to say, just talk it over. Why are you hitting me?" Yan Luoman's voice was a little hoarse.

She was also hit.

But at this moment it was obvious that Fu Sinian suffered a greater blow.

Fu Sinian silently took off his apron and was about to leave.

Yan Luoman held his hand tightly: "Do you want to leave me alone to face it?"

Fu Sinian's fingertips trembled slightly, and he did not move.

Yan Luoman stood up to close the door and blocked it. "Fu Sinian, I don't care what happened to you. If you really want to live a good life with me, don't hide it from me."

Fu Sinian's eyes were bloodshot as he looked straight at Yan Luoman for a long time. Then he suddenly smiled.

I was fooled by her.

He wanted to leave, but she refused to let him go. Has she forgotten how dangerous he is?

There was only a light in the kitchen in the house; the living room was in darkness. The three of them faced each other in silence.

Yan Luoman felt depressed and raised his hand to turn on the light.

With a snap, the light illuminated everyone's gloom.

The little boy was shaking violently, as if he would be scared to death if Yan Luoman and Fu Sinian didn't speak.

Yan Luoman went over and picked up the little boy.

The little boy became increasingly cold and shivering.

"Don't leave. If you leave, I will send him back to the Fu family tomorrow, and you will never be able to step into my house again."

Before entering the room, Yan Luoman said coldly to Fu Sinian.

Yan Luoman carried the little boy into the bathroom and said, "Take a hot bath first. I won't do anything to you. Don't be afraid."

The little boy watched Yan Luoman put hot water in the bathtub for him and brought him a towel. Before she left the bathroom, he nervously grabbed Yan Luoman's hand and said, "Don't chase me away."

His voice was urgent and fearful.

"If your father doesn't leave, you can stay."

You are really sick! After saying this, Yan Luoman wanted to scold himself for being sick.

The little boy held Yan Luoman tightly, "I won't leave."

"Take a bath first."

The little boy reluctantly let go of Yan Luoman.

Yan Luoman walked out and just sat down beside the bed without going to the living room.

In the living room, Fu Sinian sat on the sofa and called Fang Yu: "Check the surveillance, who brought the person here?"

Fang Yu was stunned, but still replied: "Yes."

The little boy didn't really take a bath. He washed himself briefly and then hurriedly walked out wrapped in a bath towel.

Seeing Yan Luoman smoking, he was stunned.

Yan Luoman put out the cigarette and led him out of the room.

At this moment, she was unable to make eye contact with Fu Sinian. She took the boy's hand and sat at the other end of the sofa. The boy did not dare to sit and just stood there nervously.

"Who are you?" Fu Sinian asked after taking a deep puff of cigarette.

The little boy shuddered: "My name is Fu Zining."

"Who brought you here?"

Fu Sinian's voice was as cold as hell.

Fu Zining trembled again, "I don't know."

Fu Sinian glanced at him with cold eyes, and he subconsciously hid in Yan Luoman's arms.

Yan Luoman also glanced at Fu Sinian indifferently.

Fu Sinian shifted his gaze, took another deep puff of his cigarette, and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

"He is not my child." He said weakly without looking at Yan Luoman.

Fu Zining clenched his fists and insisted, "I am."

"Then who is your mother?" Fu Sinian was still looking cold.

Fu Zining turned his back to him, not daring to look at him: "I don't know."