Upstairs.
After Fu Chi finished the meal with Jiang Ruan, he checked the time. His voice was calm and gentle, "I might have some things to handle in a while, but I will be back soon."
Jiang Ruan touched her belly and raised her head, opening her arms towards him.
"Hold me."
Fu Chi's slender eyebrows lifted slightly.
He bent over directly, picked her up sideways from the chair, his movements smooth and comfortable.
Then he took her to the bed and sat her down.
Just as he was about to let her go, Jiang Ruan hooked his neck. She pushed him down and gently bit his thin lips.
"Where're you going?"
This action brought a enticing, unexpected smile to Fu Chi's usually cold face.
"Just some stuff at home, do you want cake? I can bring it back for you, okay?"
Jiang Ruan was not clingy. She nodded lazily and let go of him.
"Alright, you can go, I'll take a nap."
Fu Chi pulled the blanket from the side and draped it over her, "If you feel uncomfortable, call Bo Wen immediately."
