Stealing the moonlight into my arms

Chapter 144 So Ningning, do you want to review it with me?

In the bedroom.

The dim light of the bedside lamp acts as an ambient light.

The action blockbusters on the screen, accompanied by sound effects, are an alternative "visual feast".

Fu Runing didn't want to watch, so she closed her eyes.

But even if she closed her eyes, her ears were not deaf, and the sounds in her ears were like lingering echoes.

The audio equipment in her bedroom is particularly good. I used to think of watching blockbuster movies at home, but now it plays in 5D stereo.

She couldn't bear it any longer and opened her eyes, only to see the man watching with great interest, not even blinking.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether Xiao Jingting was being reserved or Xiao Ting himself had changed.

"Are you a pervert? If you could find someone with a bit of beauty to watch, I would watch it with you. This actor is so ugly."

The man put his arm around her waist, hugging her and the quilt tightly, while he leaned leisurely against the head of the bed, staring at the screen.

He said seriously, "This is for popular science purposes. The actors are so good-looking that people only focus on their looks and no one pays attention to the knowledge points."

Oh well, this is actually learning material.

"I don't want to watch it anymore." Fu Runing pursed her lips and suggested ending the movie.

"No, you accepted the gift from a wild man without permission. This is punishment."

The man did not let her off.

Fu Runing was speechless. She cleared her throat and whispered a warning, "I'm going to call for help. This is my home. You better understand the situation. My family will always side with me. If the time comes, I'll cry and say you're a scoundrel who tried to molest me. My family will definitely kick you out."

The man didn't seem to care about what she said at all.

He picked up the remote control and turned up the volume of the speaker, increasing it step by step.

Fu Runing didn't realize what this meant at first, until the shameful sounds in the movie became louder and louder, and she finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted to stop.

"Please, turn it down a little..."

The man held the remote control in his hand, his voice lazy and a bit playful: "You're shouting now, you're sitting on my lap like this, you lift the quilt and your legs are still bare, you're still watching the movie here, and you're watching it with me, are you explaining it clearly?"

Fu Runing looked at him as he spoke and turned up the volume a bit.

"Ah! Stop raising your voice! Lower your voice, please. I'm begging you. I won't scream. I really won't scream!"

If the sound gets any louder, it will really be heard outside the room.

The man lowered his eyes to look at her, his lips slightly curled, and then he lowered his voice little by little.

He hugged her tightly again and whispered in her ear, "Look, this is talking about the distribution of neurons. The location is different for each person, but generally they are a little bit in the front and there are no neurons further back. There are no neurons near the cervix, otherwise giving birth naturally would be extremely painful."

"Other films deliberately exaggerate the effects to achieve extreme sensory stimulation, but that's all acting and most of it isn't real."

Fu Runing didn't want to talk.

You said he was a pervert, but he was still reading popular science, so you were quite right.

The man's voice was low and faint, and it was like a bass resonance in her ears, which made her feel upset.

Fu Runing deliberately said in a sarcastic tone, "You are so knowledgeable, who have you studied this with?"

The man's hand on her waist tightened, his fingers clasped together, and he pulled her whole body closer to his chest.

"You at twenty-three, you at twenty-four, and you at twenty-five."

Fu Runing's cheeks suddenly became restless, her entire back was stiff, the man's lips were pressed against her ear, and she could feel the burning gaze on her face without turning around.

She continued to be stubborn, "I don't believe it."

"Why wouldn't you believe this? I've already spent all my energy on you. How could I have the energy to research with others?"

The man hugged her and continued, "And you like to be on top. Everyone has different preferences."

"Stop talking!" Fu Runing couldn't stand it anymore and stopped him from talking nonsense.

She wanted to find something to plug the bastard's mouth so that he couldn't say a word, but her wrists were tied at the moment and she couldn't complete this difficult action.

"Ningning, my bedding is pretty good. I've never asked you to make it yourself, and I never take a shower right after finishing. Don't I always hold you for a long time?"

Listening to the man's deep voice, Fu Runing felt dry in the mouth for some reason.

He was gradually enticing her to recall the nights of the past three years.

What she is most satisfied with in this marriage is probably her married life, and she has always been planning to have children. They have never taken any precautions, and without the barrier of sex, the feelings are more real.

Because they had been apart for most of the past two years, Xiao Jingting's needs in that aspect were really great. Of course, she admitted that her needs were not small either, so when she knew he was coming back, she would prepare flowers in advance and put them in the vase at the bedroom door.

Usually it is fresh lilies to tell him that he is not on his menstrual period.

They knew this little secret tacitly and never told it out loud, and it became a disguised interest.

After it was over, Xiao Jingting would really hold her for a long time, allowing her distraught consciousness to have a safe place to land, and land steadily in his arms from the sky.

Every time she did that, she would have the illusion that they were in love.

The man continued to coax her into his ear: "Think carefully, is this true?"

Fu Runing struggled impatiently, not wanting to be so close to him.

She said angrily: "Then tell me, why did you get sterilized? Since you have no relationship with others, then you know that I want to have a child, why are you humiliating me like this?"

The man chuckled and rubbed her waist gently with his palm.

“There are three reasons for this.”

On this issue, Fu Runing wanted to hear him talk about it.

Her tone was a little anxious: "Explain them one by one."

The man smiled and answered as he was told, "First, that coward is being hypocritical. He thinks you won't love him, so he doesn't want a child who isn't expected in love."

Fu Runing agreed with this, which was the same as her understanding of Xiao Jingting.

"second?"

"Secondly, if you give birth to a child, you've paid off the debt in your heart. He doesn't want you to pay it off. Once you've paid it off, there's no moral high ground to constrain you from staying by his side."

Fu Runing was stunned. It turned out that he knew all about her emotional debt.

She frowned, "Third?"

The man didn't answer directly at this moment.

He rested his chin on her shoulder, as if trying to form his words.

"Do you know the poet Wang Wei? The one who wrote about lovesickness."

"What's wrong?" Fu Runing looked at him sideways.

She felt that the topic was jumping around too quickly, especially with the movie playing in front of her, complete with restricted images and sounds...

Is his topic suddenly too inappropriate?

She listened to the man speak slowly and calmly, "Wang Wei once wrote a poem, one of his rare ones about love, called 'Don't ask if the spring breeze moves the willows.' He probably wrote this poem when he first met his wife."

"What happened next?" Fu Runing couldn't help but ask what happened next.

"Later, Wang Wei's wife died during childbirth. The only thing recorded in history about Wang Wei's marriage is a brief sentence: 'After his wife's death, he never remarried and lived alone for thirty years.' He never remarried or had concubines, unlike many other writers."

After his wife died, he never remarried and lived alone for thirty years.

Fu Runing felt an inexplicable surge of sadness in her heart. She thought of the relationship between her father and mother. Isn't that the case?

The man's chin rested on her shoulder, his tall nose touching her neck.

He said, "Ningning, I'm not as determined as Dad. If you die, I won't live for 25 years."

Fu Runing was completely stunned. This was something she had never heard of or even thought of.

The man's tone was too pious, and she couldn't find anything to attack him with.

Her heartbeat was too chaotic, and she began to speak anxiously and nonsensically. "A difficult birth is a matter of probability, and it's an extremely low probability event. Why do you think so?"

The man chuckled. "Ningning, you can read more if you have nothing to do. You have type O blood, and panda blood, so your chances of miscarriage are higher than the average person. We lost our first child, didn't we?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something.

So he said in a very serious tone: "You can't be with Feng Yan. If you want to have a child, you can only have it with me. We have the same blood type, so the chances of problems will be smaller."

Fu Runing was originally immersed in the emotion of being moved, but when she heard him say this, she suddenly became angry again.

She retorted: "Didn't you get your phone back? Why do you want to have a baby again?"

"That coward thought his job was stable, he'd be in Shengzhou for a long time, and he wouldn't have to travel to other places often, so he thought he could have a baby when the time came. But if it were me, I definitely wouldn't want a child."

"He deliberately took advantage of a business trip to get his cannula restored. He can't have sex for three months after that. Look how anxious he was when the time came."

Fu Runing recalled that Xiao Jingting was indeed on a business trip for a long time at that time. When he came back that night, she felt that her waist was about to be broken by him tossing and turning.

As a result, she became pregnant after that time, but by the time she found out, she had already had a chemical miscarriage.

Fu Runing just opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, the man seemed to have predicted what she was going to ask.

He took the initiative to explain: "The quality of the embryo right after the recanalization may not be that good. Biochemical abortion is natural selection, eliminating the poor quality fertilized egg."

Fu Runing's brain was in overload.

She was a little confused.

But she finally figured out the cause and effect of these things.

Fu Runing was stunned, but her palms were sweating.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the movie on the screen kept playing.

She was not interested in this scene at first and had no idea about it, but at this moment, she realized that something was wrong with her body.

Fu Runing moved and struggled to get off the man.

But she had just moved a few times when the man pulled her back and didn't let her move at all.

"what are you doing?"

Fu Runing reacted strongly to his question, "I'm not comfortable sitting like this! And you tied me up!"

Unexpectedly, the man seemed to see through her and a faint laugh escaped from his throat.

He whispered in her ear:

"So Ningning, do you want to relive this with me? It's not good to hold it back. Healthy sexual activity is good for your physical and mental health."

"I don't want it!" Fu Runing spoke so quickly that she almost bit her tongue.

"Tough talk."

As he spoke, the man reached his hand into the quilt, causing her body to suddenly stiffen.