fiery fall

Shen Ennan twitched the corner of his mouth, ignored his venomous tongue, and briefly explained the bet he had made with Zhang Lan today.

"As long as you find my dad within half a year and prove that his disappearance has nothing to do with you, my mom will allow us to be together."

Fu Qianbei frowned and snorted: "I don't care whether she agrees or not!"

When had he ever cared about Zhang Lan's opinion?
Shen Ennan narrowed her eyes to hide the embarrassment in her eyes.

A pair of moist white arms actively hooked his neck, coaxing softly: "I know you only care about my attitude. I have always been on your side, but she is my mother, and I care."

Fu Qianbei was a little angry, brushed her hand away and snorted softly.

Shen Ennan continued to get closer and coaxed: "I want to spend more time with you."

Fu Qianbei pushed her away, stood up, stepped out of the bathtub, and walked to the shower area next to him.

The shower sprayed cold water droplets, and soon his body temperature returned to normal.

Ignoring a pair of eyes that had been glued to him, Fu Qianbei tied a white bath towel around his waist, picked up the prayer beads and glasses he had just taken off, and walked out of the bathroom.

"I'm going to bed first."

In the bathtub, the water level dropped by more than half because Fu Qianbei left.

A layer of goosebumps appeared on Shen Ennan's skin. She pursed her lips and looked at the frosted glass door closed by Fu Qianbei.

In a quiet bedroom.

On the soft big bed, the man slept on one side, with his back facing the direction of the bathroom door and leaving a lot of free space.

Shen Ennan walked out of the bathroom and saw this scene.

Fu Qianbei was angry.

She walked over, lifted the quilt, and got into bed quietly.

The faint sound of friction between skin and fabric rang in his ears. Fu Qianbei closed his eyes and felt a pair of small hands gently wrap around his waist, and his back was pressed against a soft and gentle body.

He frowned again, but did not push away, pretending to be asleep.

However, with Shen Ennan's behavior, the unknown anger in his heart has dissipated a lot.

At the very least, she knew how to show weakness and come to coax him, and she still cared about him.

Behind him, Shen Ennan saw that he had no reaction, and knew in his heart that he was not asleep.

But since Mr. Fu wanted to pretend to be asleep, she pretended that he was asleep. She used her little hands to turn him over with great force, and then wrapped around his body like an octopus, leaving kisses on his cold white skin.

Fu Qianbei's skin was very sensitive, and Shen Ennan would leave an ambiguous red mark if he applied even a little force.

After a while, the man who was pretending to sleep finally couldn't stand it anymore, opened his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Have you had enough trouble?"

Shen Ennan took a sip and looked at him quietly and meekly, "I'm not making trouble."

Fu Qianbei lowered his eyes and pointed at the marks on his collarbone and neck, "Isn't this considered a joke?"

Shen Ennan smiled flatteringly and said: "They say couples quarrel, quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, don't be angry, okay?"

Fu Qianbei snorted softly and plucked her hand gently and gently. After trying it twice but unable to get it away, he gave up, "Do you know why I'm angry?"

"Because of my mother's unreasonable demands."

"I told you, I never care about her attitude."

"Is that because of me?" Shen Ennan was stunned for a moment and pointed at himself, but he couldn't figure out why he was angry because she was determined to be with him.

Fu Qianbei's dark eyes stared at her confused little face, as if she really didn't know what she was doing wrong.

"You still have plans to leave me, right?"