famous wife

Chapter 521 Happiness 8
"Uh, no, no... I'm a little tired. I'll take a shower and go to bed!" Han Ningmeng came to her senses, smiled, and quickly ran to the bathroom to wash up.

"En!" Fu Haoran nodded!

After washing, Fu Haoran hugged Han Ningmeng directly in his arms, his tenderness was like water, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Go, let's go to sleep!"

"I don't want to sleep with you!" Han Ningmeng protested.

"Hey... I have no choice!" Fu Haoran smiled triumphantly.

Then, Fu Haoran hugged Han Ningmeng tightly, and fell on the bed together!

"You said, you won't do anything to me, right?" Han Ningmeng looked at Fu Haoran with shining eyes.

Fu Haoran nodded helplessly: "Yes yes yes!"

Actually, Fu Haoran wanted to do something to her, but what could Han Ningmeng tell Fu Haoran to do to her?

"You can keep your word, otherwise, I will be sad!" Han Ningmeng looked at Fu Haoran seriously and said.

After hearing this, Fu Haoran hugged her tightly: "Okay, I know, I won't make you sad!"

The two of them hugged each other like this, the gentle moonlight came in through the curtains and hit the floor, so crystal clear.

"Baby, can you tell me, what was the biggest obstacle for you when you were with me?" Fu Haoran pulled Han Ningmeng's hand up and put it on his chest, asking tenderly.

"Perhaps, age is also a big problem for me!" Han Ningmeng still feels that this is the biggest barrier between them.

"Do you know? Your previous flirtatiousness made me feel a little uneasy." Han Ningmeng continued.

Fu Haoran could hear the helplessness in Han Ningmeng's words.

Fu Haoran hugged him tightly, letting her head stick tightly to his chest: "Baby...do you know? The most regrettable thing in my life is that I didn't meet at the best New Year's gift you!"

"Huh?" When Han Ningmeng heard Fu Haoran's sudden and emotional words, she was a little confused, as if she couldn't understand what Fu Haoran meant.

"Look at you, you are only less than 20 years old now, and I am almost 30 years old, I am already old, in fact, I am so envious, so envious that you still have your youth!" Fu Haoran was slightly disappointed with envy.

"Don't you say you are still young?" Han Ningmeng said disapprovingly, hoping to smooth over the disappointment in his heart.

Fu Haoran smiled: "Hehe... If I was young, how could you tell others that I am your uncle!"

After hearing what Fu Haoran said, Han Ningmeng stuck out her lovely tongue: "That...you still remember!"

"Well, of course I remember, I will remember every word you said! It's all deeply recorded here!" Fu Haoran pointed to his head vigorously with his index finger.

"Okay, don't remember this matter anymore!" Han Ningmeng felt the sadness in Fu Haoran's eyes when he said this.

"How could I forget it? In fact, your words were deeply engraved in my heart! It made me feel..." Fu Haoran couldn't express that bitter feeling.

"Huh?" Han Ningmeng asked without answering the question.

"Oh, it's a pity that I didn't meet you in my best years!" Fu Haoran repeated these words.

(End of this chapter)