Loving you is like a good day and good luck

Chapter 239 No Love, No Pain 2
"Oh! Hurry up and eat! Do you still work when you go down?"

"No, ask for leave, but you go out for a stroll! Has my car been sent for maintenance?" He walked to the dining table and chatted with her.

"Well, I sent it! I will never forget what you told me!" She replied obediently.

"Aren't you going to take me to meet your relatives?" Ai Wen'er asked naturally.

"Dear ones?" Fang Yan was puzzled, she looked at the photo, and he remembered, "Lulu and the others have gone to France, and they have business to take care of in France." Fang Yan replied naturally.

"Then I won't be able to see her this time, I'm curious what kind of woman she is." Said lightly.

"A strong woman, a very strong woman!" Fang Yan said in a deep voice.

"It's far away, you like strong women..." She asked quietly.

Fang Yan gave her a blank look, "It's all said to be a thing of the past!"

"I appreciate women who are self-reliant, self-reliant, and able to move forward bravely in the face of setbacks." He looked at her and said calmly. In fact, he was talking about her.Along the way, he accompanied her, watched her walk, was touched by her, felt sorry for her...

She remembered what he said one by one.

After staying in London for a week, Ai Wen'er felt that he could no longer disturb his work, and planned to return to China. Fang Yan had another month to go back.

After returning to China, she was still busy with her work and listened to his words. She took good care of herself and lived a self-reliant life. She seldom took the initiative to call him, but mostly he called.

However, a month later, he didn't come back, and went to the United States again, and he won't be able to come back until the next year.

Ai Wen'er got used to the life without him, and she also stopped her love for him, but when she thought about it by chance, her heart was still sore.

Fang Yan is also a career-oriented person. When he gets busy, he turns upside down day and night, so he doesn't care about his children's love.

As the Lunar New Year approached, Ai Wen'er was also free, and when she was free, she couldn't stop thinking about him.

She was still sad to hear that he would not come back for the New Year, and she was often talked about by her mother when she went back to her mother's house. On New Year's Eve, she spent it alone at home, and when she received a call from Fang Yan, she leaned against the French window, "I was scolded by my mother." Say, I shouldn't marry you. Fang Yan, in your heart, am I a relative or a stranger?" Ai Wen'er drank some white wine by herself,
"Have you been drinking?" Fang Yan asked in a deep voice.

"Well, it's almost twelve o'clock. On New Year's Eve, drink some wine to celebrate. There are fireworks outside." In the dark, she sat by the window, watching the fireworks in the night sky outside, and said with a smile.

"Drinking again! Are you looking for a beating?!"

"Yeah, come and hit me...you better come now! I'm not afraid!" muttered.

"I am coming!"

In the empty room, his voice came, and then, the lights came on, and Ai Wen'er looked towards the door. Fang Yan, who was wearing a long black trench coat, was standing at the entrance, holding a large bouquet of red roses in his arms.

His face was expressionless, his eyes were dark, and he stood there like a door god.

Ai Wen'er thought she was drunk and had hallucinations. She kept blinking and rubbing her eyes with her hands. He didn't disappear, but was walking towards this side. Melting, hands in black leather gloves holding bouquets...

"you……"

She sat decadently on the floor with a confused look on her face. Seeing her depraved appearance, Fang Yan really wanted to beat her up. The wine bottle fell, and liquor kept flowing out of the bottle...

"Why are you back?! Didn't you not come back?!" After a long time, she asked excitedly, her eyes blushing inexplicably...

Originally, the person who couldn't come back to celebrate the New Year, the person she was complaining about and wanted to beat him up, suddenly appeared, holding a bouquet of roses in his arms...

Is it joy or excitement?
The eye sockets turned red involuntarily.

Fang Yan saw her subtle changes, and he felt that she missed him, wanted to see him, and wanted him to come back.

"Ai Wen'er! Look at what you look like!" said coldly, staring at the decadent she sitting on the floor, her tone seemed to be a lesson, her expression was very serious, like her chief.

She immediately got up, tidying up the hem of the long sweater a little restrainedly, "You, why are you back!" Not afraid of his lesson, she raised her face and yelled at him half-coquettishly.

Ai Wen'er, a woman who was almost 30 years old, was usually a strong woman in the eyes of the employees, but now she was like a coquettish child in front of him.

"Come back and give it to you." Fang Yan said quietly, approaching her, Ai Wen'er suddenly retreated, and then rushed up, a beautiful taekwondo flying kick, Fang Yan was stunned for a while, and then moved calmly She lowered her right foot and turned sideways, avoiding the long leg kicked by her. The iron arm clasped her waist with a little force, "ah..." she leaned back, her body was supported by his arm, and she did not fall down.

"You want to sneak up on me with this flamboyant fist?" Fang Yan held a rose in one hand and supported her body in the other, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked faintly.

The old man is still so agile, maybe her skills have regressed, Ai Wen'er's face flushed, and she stared at him dissatisfiedly, the old man threw the rose in her arms into her arms, she was afraid of falling She got down, and immediately hugged her with his arms. He exerted a little force on his arms, and her body stood upright.

"Why do you give me flowers?" Never thought that Fang Yan would send her flowers, and they were roses!

In her eyes, he was just a dull and introverted man who didn't understand romance or coax women at all.

What?

I really don't know or just pretending?
Fang Yan thought to himself, took off his gloves, put them on the side coffee table, walked to the entrance, and unbuttoned his coat, "It's winter, this is the last bouquet left by the florist, it looks pitiful outside the door. Yes, I bought it at a low price." While taking off his clothes, he said quietly.

"I don't believe it!" She retorted quickly, with the corners of her mouth raised, her head lowered, and sucking deeply. When Fang Yan turned around, he watched her movements, and the smile on the corner of her mouth made him happy.

she likes.

"Isn't it natural for a husband to send flowers to his wife? Why do you ask for a reason?" Walking behind her, he said softly, his tone very serious.

In the past few months, he has thought carefully, whether she loves him or not, he should be a qualified husband.

Coming back this time, I was mentally prepared.

Without sweet words, she glanced at him, "Thank you!" said loudly, and went to put the roses in the vase.

"Have you eaten yet?" She walked to his side and asked softly, the smell of alcohol on her body made him frown displeased.

"No, how about you?"

"I ate at my mother's house, and I brought a lot of dumplings back, I'll heat them up for you!" She said, walking towards the kitchen, her footsteps were still a little unsteady, Fang Yan chased her, "I'll do it myself! "

She stubbornly refused to let him do anything, and heated dumplings for him in front of his face.

Also adjusted the dipping sauce.

"If I don't come back, will you just sit there and drink?" He ate several dumplings in a row, then, looking at her, he asked seriously.

"I'm bored..." She said shyly, feeling quite ashamed, "I'm not like this usually! I rarely drink alcohol, and I never go out to socialize. Really, it's the Chinese New Year today, so I indulged a bit..." Fearing that he might misunderstand, she quickly explained.

In fact, the past few months have been quite positive.

Fang Yan looked at her face, his complexion looked good, and he believed her words.

"No alcohol in the future! I won't be on business anymore, so I'll just stay at home and watch over you!" Fang Yan said in a deep voice, and said something that made Ai Wen'er very excited, "Aren't you leaving?" His eyes Unable to hide his excitement, Li looked at him.

Fang Yan nodded seriously.

"After that, you will have to suffer!" She said, quickly ran to the bedroom, closed the door, secretly laughed, great, he is not leaving!

After she was overjoyed, she changed into a new bed sheet, bright red, which was accompanied by her mother's family when she got married, and the quilt cover was also changed, all of which were red and made of silk satin, which felt very comfortable to the touch. When Fang Yan came in, she also tidied it up up!
Before the New Year's bell rang, Ai Wen'er approached him and stretched out her hands, "Where's the New Year's money?" she asked childishly.

Fang Yan smiled, took out a red envelope from his pocket, and put it in her palm.

"This is a year's salary!" There was a bank card in the red envelope, and the money in the card was his salary and bonus for a year, and it was all given to her as lucky money.

Ai Wen'er proudly held his card, feeling like a wife controlling her husband's money!
"In the future, if you want to spend money, you can apply to me!" She said proudly.

"Yes madam!" Fang Yan gave her a standard military salute, kicked his feet, and said in a deep voice.

Ai Wen'er was even more proud now, "How cute!" Standing on tiptoe, holding his face in her hands, she said loudly, "This is just like my husband!" Without restraint, she finished speaking and kissed him, It feels so good!
Ai Wen'er liked the feeling of him lying next to him when she opened her eyes. On the first day of the new year, she woke up at ten o'clock in the morning. She lay there without moving, staring blankly at his sleeping face. Fingers couldn't help caressing his cheeks, tracing his outline.

He said that he will not leave in the future.

That means that he will be there every day when he wakes up, and it also means that he won't have to face an empty house alone when he returns home.

The numb feeling woke him up. Fang Yan opened his eyes and met her face. How long has she been peeking at him like this?

His cell phone rang, Ai Wen'er fumbled for his cell phone, connected it, and stuck it to his ear.

"Lulu...Happy New Year!" Fang Yan, who was originally confused, now became serious. When Ai Wen'er heard the name, she felt like a formidable enemy, and looked at the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)