Quit pampering

This reminded Lu Junzhi of Mr. Fu a long time ago, who was always cold and indifferent and waiting silently. How difficult was he to understand at that time? Probably like a mystery.

But now that long-cherished wish has been fulfilled and that high-spiritedness is clear to people.

Looking back at the wedding of the century that shocked the whole country, all traces of his love were there.

It is the flower of the high mountain that goes down to the altar, praying that Yingying will love him back.

How sacred.

At this point, how could Lu Junzhi do anything to win people's love?

Lu Junzhi let go of Wen Ying's hand, pushed her slightly, and took the initiative to distance herself, "No, just give me your bodyguard."

When Wen Ying got married and came to the capital, Archie continued to stay with Wen Ying.

With Archie following, Wen Ying can rest assured that she is very generous, "I will let Archie go with you later."

Lu Junzhi smiled and said, "Sure."

After the meal, several people parted ways outside the restaurant.

Wen Ying suddenly became interested and asked Fu Yanlou to take her back to the Fu family's old residence.

The red lanterns in the old house have not been taken down yet, and the festive atmosphere still permeates the surroundings.

On an early summer night, the breeze blows.

Fu Yanlou held Wen Ying's hand and walked among the pavilions and waterside pavilions.

Wen Ying pulled him to a stop and suddenly said on a whim, "I want to pick loquats."

"Pick it." Fu Yanlou cooperated with his wife's unreasonable idea.

Wen Ying smiled with a crooked eyebrow, pure and rich, adding a layer of charm under the light of the light, and also had the charm and purity of a girl.

Follow the path to the outside of the Fu Family Garden.

The loquat branches in front of the door are lush and leafy. Under the moonlight, the shadows of the trees are whirling and slanting out. The scattered branches are like open umbrellas, covering the two people under the tree.

The housekeeper brought a ladder, but Wen Ying didn't want to use it at all.

She held Fu Yanlou's arm with one hand and reached for the locust fruits on the branches with the other. Her hair flew behind her as she jumped. Fu Yanlou raised his hand to touch her hair and saw her hair flying between his fingers, his eyes sparkling. Too much smile.

To him, Yingying is no longer the wind that cannot be grasped, but the hair and body temperature that can be truly touched.

Wen Ying grabbed two or three loquats with one hand, and she happily showed off to Fu Yanlou, "Look! The yellow-orange loquats look very sweet."

Looking up, she saw his gentle and deep smile. Wen Ying came close to his face and asked, "Why are you smiling?"

Fu Yanlou lowered his eyes slightly, the soft light in his eyes was moving and mysterious, "I just suddenly remembered that this scene seemed familiar."

"is it?"

It seems like this happened once.

Wen Ying also remembered it quickly. She curled her lips and said, "Try it first to see if it's sweet."

"It's sweet."

"how do you know?"

"A few months after you left that year, the loquat began to bear fruit, and it has grown every year until this year."

He had tasted it for her every year.

"It's a pity that I only tasted it now, ten years too late." Wen Ying muttered in a disappointed voice.

After peeling the loquat, she handed the ripe pulp to Fu Yanlou's mouth.

After Fu Yanlou took a bite, Wen Ying ate the remaining half and said with a smile, "It's really sweet. You didn't lie to me."

Fu Yanlou spoke slowly, "Do you want to pick it again?"

"Of course I have to pick it!"

Wen Ying turned around and jumped up to pick fruits again.

Fu Yanlou saw her jumping up and down, but he didn't stop her and kept his hand on the back of her waist.

Wen Ying couldn't reach the relatively high place even if he jumped.

She looked back at the man, "What should I do?"

Fu Yanlou raised his arms to bend the branches. Now Wen Ying could easily pick the loquats without tiptoeing.

The two cooperated with each other and picked a basket full of loquats. There were still many left on the tree, so Fu Yanlou asked the housekeeper to pick them all and send them to the port city to his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

"I'm so tired." Wen Ying threw herself into Fu Yanlou's arms with sore hands and put all her strength on him.

Fu Yanlou pinched her legs and hugged her to his body. He lowered his head and said in a warm voice that made his ears numb, "Help you take a bath?"

Wen Ying hung on him like a koala, her face lying on his shoulder, and she refused coquettishly, "No, it will take a long time."

The next second Wen Ying heard a laugh passing by her ears.

Under the moonlight, the man's beautiful smile captivated all living beings in her eyes.

Wen Ying pretended to be angry, "What are you laughing at? Am I wrong?"

"That's right, I'm just going to give you a bath."

Wen Ying raised her chin, looking particularly arrogant, "Then you mean I'm not innocent?"

Fu Yanlou walked towards Xiaoyuan, "I didn't say that."

Wen Ying's eyes widened and she looked so fierce, "But your eyes said so!"

This makes no sense.

But what should you tell your woman?

"Okay." Fu Yanlou compromised, "I thought you were not innocent. I was wrong."

These words are so gentle, like coaxing a child.

Wen Ying was easy to coax, she was very happy, and she even pushed her too far, "Then don't think about me like that in the future, I'm very simple."

Fu Yanlou put Wen Ying on the stool in the bathroom and scratched the bridge of her nose, "I'll get you some clothes."

Wen Ying raised her toes and looked at him with a smile, "Okay."

Fu Yanlou gave Wen Ying pajamas and walked out of the bathroom.

More than half an hour later, Wen Ying came out of the bath and did not see Fu Yanlou.

Usually when Fu Yanlou and Wen Ying return to their old house, the servants will rarely step into the small garden without being summoned.

She didn't know where she had put her cell phone. Wen Ying stepped out of a few thresholds, and the surroundings seemed too quiet. Such an environment always exuded a touch of warmth.

Wen Ying sat on the rocking chair in the courtyard and ate loquats while admiring the moonlight that shrouded the entire house.

There were footsteps coming from behind, and Wen Ying knew who it was without looking back. She didn't even look back, "How about we retire here from now on?"

The steps stopped, and the man's breath came clearly from behind.

The man's gentle voice came from above his head, "As long as Yingying likes it."

Wen Ying turned her head and held his hand, "Where were you just now?"

Fu Yanlou only asked, "Do you want to hug me?"

Wen Ying stretched out his arms and said, "Yes."

Fu Yanlou picked Wen Ying up from the rocking chair, turned and walked to the bedroom.

Wen Ying sniffed his scent and said, "Have you taken a shower?"

Went to another bathroom to wash.

Fu Yanlou hummed, "I don't want to keep you waiting."

What's the wait?
Wen Ying put her chin on his shoulder and naughtyly used her teeth to rub the soft flesh on the side of his neck, "What nonsense are you talking about."

Very close, the man's warm laughter was wrapped in his breath and fell into her ears, with a hint of bewitching charm.

Wen Ying continued to grind his chin with her teeth, "Why are you laughing again?"

Fu Yanlou weighed her before putting her on the bed, his chest pressed down tightly.

Wen Ying looked at the moonlight outside the window. The moonlight was so bright. His eyes were like the starry night sky, dark and clear. Wen Ying saw herself in his eyes. She smiled charmingly, "It's still early. Fu Yan Tower.”

Silly girl.

Fu Yanlou looked at the shy and charming little girl in front of him and brushed her hair away from her face, "Really? You can go to bed early tonight."

Wen Ying wanted to say something, but before she could say anything, she was drowned in his long and hot kiss.