Quit pampering

Wen Ying was so happy in her heart, her emotions spread to her face, her eyes were charming and charming, "Then what should we do today?" She started planning excitedly, "Watch a movie at home, go to the cinema, or I can dance for you. ?I rehearsed a new dance during your absence, or we could go camping on the beach."

Fu Yanlou looked at her beaming expression quietly with his eyes, and said with a smile, "Anything is fine, it will take a long time, why don't we all experience it one by one."

Wen Ying jumped for joy, "Okay!"

Fu Yanlou kissed her cheek and said, "Get up first."

Wen Ying said coquettishly, "Hug me."

Fu Yanlou picked her up and carried her to the bathroom before placing her on the glass table.

Wen Ying's calves were dangling in the air, "Where are my shoes? Don't give me my shoes."

Fu Yanlou glanced at her and said, "Let me hold you. Why do you need shoes?"

Wen Ying put his hands behind his back and jumped to the ground, his toes accurately stepping on his instep.

Facing the man's dark eyes, Wen Ying looked confident, "I'm not heavy anyway, so it won't hurt if I step on you, right?"

"Yeah." Fu Yanlou smiled softly and said honestly, "It doesn't hurt."

Wen Ying turned around in his arms, and those white and small feet never left him.

Fu Yanlou lowered his gaze and saw her white and tender feet. The toenails were painted with a layer of light bean paste-colored nail polish and were as tender as pieces of custard.

He took a breath, then became confused, and after a few seconds, he looked away slightly panicked.

When he raised his head, he met the beauty in the mirror.

"..." Fu Yanlou coughed lightly, "I'll squeeze out the toothpaste for you."

Wen Ying didn't notice his tenseness at that moment, "Okay."

The 100-square-meter bathroom is spacious and luxurious, with clean and bright surroundings. The wall-mounted mirror clearly reflects the intimate appearance of two people close to each other.

His home, his elegance, all fell in Wen Ying's eyes.

At this moment, Wen Ying was brushing his teeth, her feet still stepping on his.

Fu Yanlou bore all her weight without even frowning.

Wen Ying looked at him through the mirror.

The sunlight shining in from the single-sided floor-to-ceiling window casts a soft halo on the man, making him look unsullied and incredibly beautiful.

Wen Ying just grabbed her cell phone and came in. She clicked on the camera and took a photo in the mirror.

At that moment, the man's dark eyes just looked into the camera, and he seemed to have a strong sense of story.

Wen Ying put the phone aside and raised her head to kiss him with her mint-scented lips.

Their breaths blended together, and they could no longer tell each other apart.

After lying in the bathroom for a long time, Fu Yanlou took Wen Ying back to bed.

The man's strong chest pressed down, and Wen Ying shrank her feet and moved back.

Fu Yanlou grabbed her ankle and pulled her under him with a gentle tug.

Wen Ying couldn't hide anymore, her voice trembled slightly, "I'm hungry, I want to eat the breakfast you made."

Wen Ying bit her lip, and her peach-colored lips were bitten into deeper marks. As soon as her white teeth were released, they were as bouncy and full as jelly, "Fu Yanlou, can you make breakfast today?"

The red lips open and close, clearly showing a graceful charm.

Fu Yanlou stared deeply at her lips. These beautiful lips were perfect for kissing, "Okay, but..."

Wen Ying was a little in disbelief, "Is there a but?"

Wen Ying used her rich imagination and asked, "Do you still have the conditions to make breakfast?"

Fu Yanlou smiled and lowered his head, adding, "But I have to kiss you again."

The moment he finished speaking, he kissed her lips again.

Only then did he realize that every inch of her body fit him perfectly.

Fu Yanlou clasped her waist tightly and rubbed her palms slowly, as if bringing up a burst of electricity.

Wen Ying pushed him away, feeling aggrieved and said, "Don't kiss me anymore, I'm really hungry."

Fu Yanlou pushed away the messy hair on her face and neck, "I'm going to make breakfast." Wen Ying nodded, "Yeah."

Fu Yanlou changed clothes and went downstairs.

Wen Ying couldn't stay alone in the room, so he went downstairs wearing a shawl.

The servant was about to say hello when he saw her, but Wen Ying shushed and quietly leaned against the kitchen door and looked at the man making breakfast. It was obviously nothing special, but that look was really eye-catching.

Wen Ying just watched quietly without saying a word.

Fu Yanlou didn't even look back, "Yingying, come and bring breakfast out."

Wen Ying smiled and walked towards him, "How did you know I was there."

She was looking at him, how could he not understand.

He could feel the intense look in his eyes clearly.

After dismissing the servant, they were the only two people left in the huge restaurant.

After eating the breakfast he made, Wen Ying felt very satisfied, and her smile was particularly bright and beautiful.

After breakfast, Fu Yanlou welcomed Wen back to the room.

As soon as she entered the room, the shawl on her body slipped off, and Wen Ying let out an ouch, very delicate.

Fu Yanlou picked up the thin straps on her shoulders with his fingers, touched her shoulders with his palms, and rubbed them gently, "Let's change clothes and go to the beach."

Wen Ying clung to him and couldn't get off him, "You can find some clothes for me to wear."

Fu Yanlou carried her to the cloakroom, "Which one do you want to wear?"

Wen Ying put her chin on his shoulder, not wanting to look at it, "Help me choose."

Yingying has a lot of skirts and she prefers to wear skirts.

The kind that exposes the calves, shoulders, or modifies the waist, is graceful and beautiful, and has an indescribable style.

Fu Yanlou picked out a long dress for her, "What do you think of this one?"

The blue skirt, a clear light aqua blue, looked clean and warm on her body, and her white skin was shiny, which was particularly eye-catching.

Wen Ying held up the hem of her skirt and spun around, then threw herself into the man's arms.

Wen Ying's eyes were as bright as stars, "Fu Yanlou, you have such a good sense."

Fu Yanlou hugged her waist, looking at her like a butterfly, moving and still, all graceful.

Fu Yanlou had a careless smile on his lips, his eyes gradually darkened, "Yingying is so beautiful."

"Such a beautiful person is yours, Fu Yanlou, you are so lucky."

Fu Yanlou raised his sexy lips little by little, and smiled intoxicatingly, "Yes, what a blessing."

Wen Ying grabbed his hand, put it in his palm, and said to him, "Let's go."

There is never a shortage of people on the beaches of Hong Kong City.

In the morning, there were already many tourists staying on the beach.

Fu Yanlou led Wen Ying to a place with few people. It was quieter and the water was clean. Seagulls occasionally settled here.

Several bodyguards were stationed far away around them, so that they could be noticed without disturbing them.

Wen Ying sat on the small chair held out by the bodyguard. Behind her was a white tent, and she watched the white waves come and fall on the beach.

The sound of waves rises again and again.

There are also people selling flowers here.

When he wanted to come over to sell, he was stopped by a tall bodyguard.

Wen Ying saw it and raised his voice to the bodyguard, "Buy all the flowers."

The bodyguard scanned the QR code to pay as instructed and took a basket of flowers from the flower farmer.

It is a red and black rose with bright petals.