Quit pampering

Fu Yanlou's eyes were focused deeply, and he put his arms behind her and kneaded her waist. The moderate force brought comfort, and she pressed softly into his arms.

When she looked up, she saw the girl sitting on Fu Yanlou's left side staring at his face. Wen Ying frowned, took out a mask from her bag and put it on Fu Yanlou's face. She looked at it for a few seconds. Still not satisfied.

The eyes he revealed were full of complex stories, still gentle and charming.

It's a pity that she didn't put any sunglasses in her bag.

Fu Yanlou looked at her suddenly unhappy face, put his fingertips on the corners of her mouth, and pressed upwards, "What's wrong?"

Wen Ying took his hand away, hummed softly, and said in a low voice, "Someone is secretly watching you."

He laughed softly and slowly, "Is Yingying jealous?"

Wen Ying asked, "No?"

She is just jealous and stingy, there is nothing she cannot admit to.

Fu Yanlou scratched the bridge of her nose and said, "Okay."

Wen Ying smiled secretly at the corner of her mouth, feeling happy in her heart, but she still wanted to push the envelope and ask for the man's preference, "I didn't agree that you are not allowed to take off the mask."

"it is good."

The phone in his pocket kept vibrating, and Fu Yanlou took the time to deal with urgent work emails on his phone.

Wen Ying looked at the screen of his mobile phone, which was full of professional terms that she couldn't understand. It was quite boring. Her eyes turned around and finally stopped on his face.

This face completely fulfills all the fantasies of women.

High-end, tasteful and top-notch atmosphere.

That magnificence is the tower he erected.

The more I watched, the more fascinated I became.

Until the host on the stage shouted, "——Wen Ying."

Wen Ying looked toward the stage fiercely.

"Congratulations to Wen Ying from Hong Kong City Art Institute for winning first place in this year's Lotus Award Dance Competition with "Dreams on the 20th Day of the First Month of Yi Mao"."

"Wen Ying, please come to the stage."

Wen Ying's eyes moved slightly, "It's me."

"Well, it's you." Fu Yanlou pinched her chin, "Yingying, it's great."

A bright smile appeared on Wen Ying's face, "I'll come as soon as I go."

Liu Xu smiled and congratulated, "Miss Wen, you are well-deserved."

Wen Ying walked past her with her head held high, and lightly said two words, "Thank you."

Liu Xu looked at her back. She was wearing a black fishtail skirt, showing off her beautiful back. Every curve of her body was perfectly in place, exuding a unique charm that made passers-by not even jealous.

That graceful figure not only attracted her, she thought, some people just have that ability to bloom in the crowd like flowers and be able to gather all the light.

The little princess in Hong Kong City is so unattainable.

No wonder...

Liuxu lowered his head and smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.

Wen Ying walked from the side of the stage to the center of the stage and received the certificate and trophy from the president of the association.

The host asked her to speak.

Wen Ying stood in front of the microphone, looked at the people in the audience and said, "Thank you to my mentor for training me. I also want to thank my husband for supporting me and encouraging me."

"thank you all."

Wen Ying's face was filled with radiant confidence, and then she walked off the stage under the spotlight.

Red roses are blooming tonight.

In the dance world, she completely made her mark.

The host announced the other rankings, and Liu Xu heard her name, sixth place. She was a little disappointed, but not unacceptable.

Before walking onto the stage, she glanced at Wen Ying. She was not as good as Miss Wen's innate talent, but she was the one accompanying Mr. Huo now.

Look at the man next to Miss Wen again. No matter how much Mr. Huo misses him, Miss Wen will never look back. She only has a chance, right?

Catkin walked onto the stage without squinting.

After Wen Ying won the award, she didn't want to keep it any longer. She whispered, "Fu Yanlou, let's leave early. I don't want to stay here anymore. Anyway, I have nothing to do next."

She sneaked away and no one cared about her. Fu Yanlou took her trophy and certificate, held Wen Ying's other hand and left grandly from the side passage. The reporters who wanted to interview Wen Ying after the show could not find anyone.

Wen Ying had to leave early because of expectations.

Outside the venue, the air is fresh.

The wind blew over, making it cool and comfortable.

Wen Ying breathed out, turned around and took off the mask on Fu Yanlou's face, and asked with a smile, "Husband, are we going to celebrate tonight?"

Fu Yanlou liked to see her smile. Her bright smile seemed to be able to break through the darkness, and her eyes were so bright that they could reflect the person's figure.

When these eyes looked at him, they were full of happiness, dependence, and unwavering affection.

Fu Yanlou clasped the back of her neck and couldn't help but kiss her eyelids.

Wen Ying's eyelashes trembled, just brushing against his clearly defined jaw.

Wen Ying looked at him blankly, "Why did you kiss me suddenly?"

"I can kiss my wife if I want to. Do I need any other reason to kiss my wife?"

Wen Ying smiled slowly and said, "Well, no need."

"Let's go home."

"Didn't you say you wanted to celebrate with me?"

"Go home and celebrate with you."

"Then go."

After getting in the car, Fu Yanlou took out his mobile phone and sent a message.

Wen Yingshi crossed the center console and straddled his lap, "Who are you sending a message to?"

Fu Yanlou looked at her and smiled, "I have prepared a little surprise for you."

Wen Ying was curious, "What?"

Fu Yanlou pinched her cheek and said, "We'll find out later. Go over and sit down."

Wen Ying shook his head, "No."

Fu Yanlou chuckled lightly, tapping his fingertips gently on her waist, as if he was helpless about her behavior, but reluctant to send her out of his arms, "Yingying, driving like this is a bit awkward. Not safe.”

"I don't want you to drive now."

She didn't want to be caught on roadside surveillance and make the news.

There are very few cars on the roadside. It is quiet outside and even quieter inside.

Fu Yanlou leaned forward, approaching like this. Wen Ying's back was pressed against the steering wheel, which was a little bit stiff, but not painful. She looked at the man's face so close to her, and what made her even more frightened was his unique ebony scent. .

"You..." Wen Ying was speechless.

Fu Yanlou held her chin and kissed her from light to heavy, robbing her of her breath.

Ambiguity arose in the carriage, gradually rising to the point where it was almost uncontrollable.

A car passed by quickly, and Wen Ying pushed him away. The steering wheel behind her made her unable to exert her strength. She grabbed his shirt and leaned into his arms to catch her breath.

This man's kissing skills are becoming more and more proficient.

Fu Yanlou stroked her back. She was so curvy that her waist was so thin in his palm that he could control it easily.

Wen Ying bit the button on his chest with her teeth and played with it. Fu Yanlou rubbed the hair on the back of her head. The silence in the carriage was like the tranquility of the years.

Wen Ying likes to have him around.

She listened to his heartbeat and scratched his chest through her clothes, "Fu Yanlou."

"Ok?"

"I had a lot of fun tonight."

"First place, you should be happy, our Yingying is very good."

"I didn't expect to achieve this result. By the way, I want to share it with my parents. You hold the trophy and certificate for me, and I will take a photo."

"I already took pictures when you just came on stage to accept the award."

Fu Yanlou sent the photo to Wen Ying's WeChat account, noting that it was his wife.