fiery fall

After the lingering, Fu Qianbei carried Shen Ennan to the bathroom to clean up.

After washing up, the two came out of the bathroom one after another, wearing couple-style white nightgowns.

Shen Ennan fell softly onto the sofa and leaned weakly on the sofa. The absorbent towel on his head fell to the ground.

Fu Qianbei smiled helplessly, bent down to pick up the towel on the ground, and wrapped it around her hair again.

"Don't sleep yet, your hair is still wet."

Shen Ennan's eyelids were almost closed, and he pursed his lips and said angrily: "I'm too tired, I'm going to fall asleep soon."

Fu Qianbei rubbed her eyebrows with his fingertips, "Blow dry your hair first."

Shen Ennan snorted comfortably, "Hubby, your skills are so good."

"Oh, what are you talking about?"

Shen Ennan opened her eyes and met a pair of playful black eyes. She swallowed her saliva. The V-neck nightgown could not cover the ambiguous marks on someone's neck.

She smiled and said: "Everything is fine."

Fu Qianbei Qingjun's eyebrows were raised, and then he turned and walked to the bathroom, "I'm going to get the hair dryer."

Shen Ennan curled her lips and said, "Thank you, husband."

Soon, Fu Qianbei came out with a hair dryer and plugged it in to dry Shen Ennan's hair.

His hair was dried, and the person leaning on the sofa had fallen asleep peacefully, his delicate little face flushed red.

Fu Qianbei couldn't help but smile, put away the blower, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

He could tolerate not seeing each other for seven years before, but now it was only two or three days without seeing each other, and he actually felt unbearable.

Fu Qianbei carried Shen Ennan to bed. The latter slept peacefully with no sign of waking up.

Fu Qianbei pulled up the quilt, turned off the light, and lay down with her in his arms.

The cold wind howled outside the window, but it was very warm inside the bed. Smelling the fragrance of Shen Ennan's hair, Fu Qianbei felt a rare peace of mind. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep completely after a while.

The next day, Shen Ennan was woken up by the alarm on his cell phone.

Reaching out from under the quilt, I touched my phone and saw that it was only 07:30.

Frustrated, she hung up the alarm clock, forgetting to set it only as a reminder for working days.

A pair of hands on her waist suddenly tightened around her. Shen Ennan's hips were closely aligned with the curve of someone's body. Her body suddenly stiffened and her face became hot.

The top of her hair was rubbed by someone's chin, "Such an early alarm, do you have plans for today?"

Shen Ennan tried his best to maintain different postures and responded softly: "No, I forgot to turn off the alarm for workdays. It's only 07:30 now. We can sleep a little longer."

Fu Qianbei turned her body over, hiding a smile in his dark eyes, "You haven't had enough sleep yet?"

"Hmm... almost." Shen Ennan pursed her lips shyly. She originally wanted to fall asleep, but now her drowsiness has gone.

Fu Qianbei lifted her chin with his slender hand, lowered his head and leaned closer, saying in a low voice, "Since you are full of sleep, why not do something meaningful?"

"Yes." Shen Ennan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she raised her chin slightly and raised her lips.

Of course she was willing to meet Fu Qianbei's needs.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his soft lips bit hers.

Shen Ennan opened his mouth in cooperation, but the touch on his lips disappeared.

After waiting for a while, she opened her eyes and saw Fu Qianbei holding his palms on the bed and looking at her with a playful expression.

She suddenly had hot flashes all over her face, "What are you doing?"

Fu Qianbei pinched her hot little face and said, "This is not the meaningful thing I'm talking about."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Fu Qianbei sat up and opened the curtains with the remote control. Shen Ennan subconsciously raised his arms to cover his eyes. The window was completely white. It turned out that when they were lingering last night and their bodies were burning hot, it was actually snowing outside.

"The snow is so thick, heavier than the first snowfall!" She was a little surprised.

Fu Qianbei curled his lips and said, "You have no other plans today, why don't you accompany me to the temple?"

"Temple?" Shen Ennan sounded suspicious, blinked and looked at him, "Are you going to pray or make a wish?"

"Okay, okay, I'm going to pray for my "Red". I hope it can be filmed and released smoothly!" With the arrangement, the two of them washed up quickly.

Fu Qianbei cooked a simple breakfast. After eating, the two of them went out.

The road is slippery in the snow, and the road in the mountainous area is not easy to walk.

Fu Qianbei parked his car in the parking lot at the foot of Pudu Temple Mountain, and walked up the steps with Shen Ennan.

Pedestrians passing by looked enviously.

Because he was going to the temple, Fu Qianbei wore very simple clothes. Except for a white scarf that Shen Ennan bought for him, he was dressed in cool and solemn black.

The black turtleneck sweater and slim long windbreaker look even more pure and noble in the white snow, and are not stained by dust.

The string of jet-black agarwood beads on his bone wrist made him more like an ascetic Buddhist with a pure heart, but his other hand was always open to protect his wife beside him, worried that she would slip or be fucked. Often hit by pedestrians.

After walking for more than half an hour, the two arrived at Pudu Temple on the top of the mountain.

In the Qingyan Ancient Temple, the bells of the Zen Temple were ringing. When Shen Ennan heard the quiet bells, his heart suddenly became calm.

She raised her little face and smiled at Fu Qianbei: "Let's go and pray to the Bodhisattva."

Fu Qianbei held her hand and whispered: "There are many bluestones in the temple, so be careful when walking and be careful not to fall."

Today is the weekend, and there are many pilgrims at Pudu Temple.

Shen Ennan queued in the corridor for a while before entering the main hall and praying devoutly in front of the Buddha statue.

She hopes that the preparation, filming and later release of "Liao Hong" will go smoothly. She hopes that Shen Yuanlin, who has been missing for many years, will be found as soon as possible. She also hopes that Zhang Lan will live a long life and be able to support her and Fu Qianbei together.

Shen Ennan recited each one in his mind silently. When he opened his eyes, he looked up and saw Fu Qianbei beside him with his hands clasped together and his eyes piously closed.

After coming out of the main hall, Fu Qianbei donated money for sesame oil. When the young monk saw the number, he said in surprise, "Amitabha, thank you for your generous donation." He went to the Zen courtyard inside and invited the abbot out.

When the host saw the two of them, his eyes fell on the agarwood beads on Fu Qianbei's left wrist, and he smiled kindly: "Donor, long time no see."

Fu Qianbei returned the greeting, "Yes, master, it has been three years."

The host looked kindly at Shen Ennan beside him, who smiled politely.

"It seems that the donor has found the person to untie the bell."

Fu Qianbei nodded gently and introduced Shen Ennan, "She is my wife."

The host smiled and said: "It snowed heavily last night. The snow scenery in the Pudu Temple Scenic Area is very beautiful. I think I am destined to have two donors, so why not go and enjoy them."

Fu Qianbei thanked him and took Shen Ennan to the scenic area of ​​the temple for tourists.

The red-walled courtyard is covered with white snow, tall pines and bamboos, and dotted with wintersweet.

This is a snow scene that is hard to see in a bustling city. Shen Ennan was dazzled by it and took many photos, but his nose was red from the cold and his hands were cold.

Fu Qianbei took off the scarf from his neck and wrapped it around her face, revealing only a pair of deer-like dark eyes.

Shen Ennan's little hand was also wrapped in his warm palm. She asked curiously: "Just now, the host master said, I am the one who ties the bell. What does it mean?"

Fu Qianbei smiled and asked instead, "What did you ask for in front of the Buddha? This place is magical. If your wish comes true, you will be here to fulfill it."

Shen Ennan's eyes lit up and she told him everything she wanted.

Fu Qianbei saw her eyes full of expectation and heard her say: "I only ask for Buddha's blessing, and I will work hard to realize these wishes!"

"Okay, I will work hard with you. When it comes true, we can come to Pudu Temple together to fulfill your wish."

Shen Ennan nodded with a smile: "Okay, you haven't said yet, what wish did you make before and it came true?"

Fu Qianbei stuffed her hands into the pockets of his windbreaker and continued walking forward against the icy cold wind, "I won't tell you."

"Say it!"

"Husbands and wives should be honest with each other. How can you hide something from your wife?"

"How could you do this? I told you everything, but you didn't tell me..."

"Fu Qianbei!"

Shen Ennan kept chattering all the way, but Fu Qianbei finally surrendered and stood still looking at her.