Quit pampering

Feeling her hardness, helplessness welled up in Fu Yanlou's eyes, "Yeah."

Wen Ying picked up the words, insisting on hearing his confirmation, "Yes or no, what does it mean?"

After a long while, Fu Yanlou said calmly, "Yes."

He understood Yingying. If she didn't love him, how could she be with him, how could she agree to get a certificate from him, and how could she want to have a wedding with him.

He understands what getting a certificate and a wedding means.

In this way, he can feel the warm love.

But at the same time, love also has limits and degrees, right?

Of course, he doesn't have to worry about who loves whom more.

But not caring doesn't mean that the answer is ready to come out in my heart.

The moment the word "yes" fell, it was like a hammer hitting Wen Ying's heart hard.

It hurts so much.

Wen Ying hugged his waist again, wishing to integrate herself into his body. Her soft voice had an obvious cry, "Why do you feel so? Do you feel so because I cried in the morning? Are you Do you really think I don’t want to have a child with you?”

The cry that gradually grew louder was like a small drill drilling into his heart.

From the surface to the depths, from dull pain to suffocation, the increasingly sharp pain gradually spreads to the ends of the limbs, which is the kind of belated Lingchi.

Fu Yanlou pressed his lips against her forehead and kissed her again and again, his warm breaths spraying out in waves, with his extremely suppressed voice, "It's not Yingying."

Wen Ying felt so uncomfortable, "But you just think I don't love you enough, don't you?"

Fu Yanlou was silent.

That kind of silence made Wen Ying even more sad, "I clearly told you that I wasn't unwilling, I just didn't think it was the right time. But you missed me so much. How could you miss me so much?"

Isn't she wronged?

Isn't her love evident? Not enthusiastic? Not dedicated?

How could he question her love.

Wen Ying was just unhappy.

What was even more uncomfortable was his default silence at this moment.

Fu Yanlou's voice was hoarse and he apologized, "I'm sorry, Yingying."

Wen Ying pushed him away and stubbornly wiped away her tears, "I don't want your apology! What's the use of saying you're sorry to me? Don't say you're sorry to me."

Does she want to be sorry?

"Don't cry, Yingying." Fu Yanlou sighed and could only kiss her over and over to comfort her.

He thought, people are really greedy and greedy.

Having already gained Yingying's love, what else does he want to prove?

With Yingying by his side, he doesn't need to prove anything.

"What can I do to prove that I love you enough and not less than you love me?" Wen Ying seemed to be in a fog all of a sudden.

In the fog, she suddenly couldn't find her direction.

She could clearly see his figure, so close that she seemed to be within reach, but when she stretched out her hand to touch, she couldn't touch anything. At that moment, she felt that he was far away.

Why do you have this inexplicable feeling of nothingness?

Fu Yanlou wiped away the moisture around her eyes, "You don't need to prove it, it's enough that I know you love me."

Wen Ying hugged his neck tightly, as if only this close proximity could make the person in front of her real. "But I want you to know that I love you enough. Likewise, I don't want you to be unhappy because of this." Fu Yanlou stroked her thin back time and again, Wen Ying lay on his shoulder, his peach blossom eyes were moist. In this quiet environment, neither of them spoke anymore. The indescribable atmosphere emanated, warmth Ying's heart felt like it was being grasped and she couldn't breathe.

"Yingying." Fu Yanlou raised her face and saw clearly that her eyes were wet. This look was more pitiful than the tearful look, "I'm sorry, I scared you, I don't It should be hidden from you."

Wen Ying felt uneasy, "Then why did you hide it from me? You didn't tell me when you went for that kind of surgery. Did it hurt? Was there anyone who took care of you after the surgery? Don't hide anything from now on. Can I do it?”

A series of questions.

Fu Yanlou rubbed the top of her hair, with a hint of helplessness in his gentle smile, "You have so many questions, which one should I answer first?"

Wen Ying looked at him for a moment, "Answer everyone, seriously."

Seeing her persistence, Fu Yanlou said in a low voice slowly, "Yingying, it was just a small operation, not worth mentioning at all. I didn't feel anything after the operation, and there was no pain at all before and after. Not to the point where I need someone to take care of me.”

Surgery was far better than any measures, he had thought about it carefully.

Of course, there is no need to tell Yingying this.

"Liar." No matter how calm and gentle he is, Wen Ying is not easy to fool, "How can the operation not hurt? You could have told me directly, and I could have stayed with you, but you chose to hide it from me."

He went through that kind of surgery for her and never mentioned it to her.

She would be distressed if she didn't understand, and would she feel guilty if she found out afterwards?

well.

Now he not only made her feel hurt and made her feel guilty, but the effect was surprisingly good.

It made her heart almost hurt.

It was difficult for Fu Yanlou to look directly into these eyes, so aggrieved and pitiful, as if all his emotions had been exhausted, and his voice was cryptic, "I won't do it again."

Wen Ying twisted her waist and turned her head away from him, clearly not believing him.

Fu Yanlou turned her face back and smiled softly, "Yingying doesn't believe me?"

How can you believe it?

Wen Ying stared at him softly, without the slightest intimidation, only a pretended tough voice, "You hid it from me this time, how can I believe that you won't hide it again in the future under the banner of doing good for me?" Look at me, Fu Yanlou, are you just perfunctory with me?"

Yingying couldn't be coaxed anymore. Fu Yanlou couldn't stop laughing and promised her, "It won't happen again in the future, Yingying, can you trust me? Huh?"

Fu Yanlou lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers, "I didn't want you to worry. It was just a small matter in the first place. I didn't consider your mood. Yingying, no matter what happens in the future, I will follow you." Say, just this once, can you forgive me?"

He found her lips and kissed her deeply for a long time, his breath caressing her earlobes. He held her in his mouth, and his voice came out softly, "Yingying, my wife."

Under this offensive, how could Wen Ying not be soft-hearted and not give in?

"Okay, I forgive you."

Even if you get a bargain, you still behave well.

They were all manipulated by men.

His Yingying is quite easy to coax.

Fu Yanlou moved her back, the temperature of his palms was dry and warm, and Wen Ying could feel the shiver caused by his palms rubbing against her skin.

Wen Ying's body couldn't stop feeling weak, and she felt weak in his arms. All her emotions disappeared under his comfort.

"Fu Yanlou." After being quiet for a long time, Wen Ying suddenly straightened up and looked at him distressedly, "Does it really not hurt?" (End of Chapter)