Quit pampering

Chapter 33 I’m wondering if I should snatch you away from him

Wen Ying was stunned for a long time, long enough for Fu Yanlou to see her subtle changes clearly. Her eyebrows moved slightly, her fingers curled up, and then she withdrew her hand. She came to her senses and said softly to him, " Thank you." The roots of her ears hidden behind her hair turned red quietly, without being seen by anyone.

What are you thankful for? It’s so stupid.

"The yacht is waiting for us." Fu Yanlou stood up and handed his hand to Wen Ying.

The bright moon on the sea is faint, and under the weak light on the beach, the man stands upright with a dignified posture, like a silent painting, gorgeous and profound.

Wen Ying looked at his hand, stood up and walked forward first.

Quietly twirling his fingers, the fingertips seemed to still have the warmth that belonged to him. Thinking of the touch, it was warm and soft. The joints of his fingers were obvious, delicate and powerful, and the slightly raised veins were both lustful and abstinent.

How can any man have such beautiful hands? Even the fingernails are pink. It’s so weird.

Fu Yanlou took back his hand as if he didn't care, pressed his thumb and index finger together, and stuffed the square scarf into his pocket.

The two of them walked towards the pier together. Fu Yanlou took off his coat and put it on her body.

Compared to him, she was too petite, and the coat wrapped her tightly around her, like a child wearing an adult's clothes, so cute...

Wen Ying grabbed the collar with her fingers and tried to take it off, "You will be cold if you do this."

Fu Yanlou gently pressed her shoulders and said, "No, just wear it like this. Don't get sick. It will make you uncomfortable."

"I don't get sick easily." Wen Ying retorted in a low voice.

"But I would be worried."

Wen Ying's eyes widened slightly, and there was a moment of confusion in her eyes, "Huh?"

"We are friends, aren't we? Is it normal for friends to be worried?"

That seems to make sense.

Wen Ying felt uneasy, "But are you really not cold?"

Fu Yanlou whispered in her ear, as if he was telling you a big secret, "I'll tell you secretly, I'm wearing some warm clothes underneath so I won't get cold."

Wen Ying asked again, "...ah?"

Warm clothes, Wen Ying looked him up and down, but couldn't tell.

Fu Yanlou smiled lowly, she really believed it.

Looking at her messed up hair, I really want to give her a stroke.

Fu Yanlou let out a low laugh from his throat and stepped forward over her.

Wen Ying came back to her senses and followed him, "Thank you for your clothes. It seems that you will always show up in time when I need it."

Wen Ying couldn't see her heart clearly, as if she was stuck in a swamp and couldn't see the bright moon.

It was as if there was a thread pulling her into it bit by bit.

But he shone like a bright light overwhelmingly, allowing her to see some direction in the fog.

Fu Yanlou never wanted her gratitude. He looked serious and said lightly, "Don't be so polite. What I do are all trivial things, not worth mentioning."

When they arrived at the dock, Fu Yanlou got on the yacht first, then pulled Wen Ying up. The two of them walked inside, and Wen Ying took off her coat and handed it to him.

Fu Yanlou took the clothes and put them aside without wearing them.

The bodyguard brought several plates of fresh fruit and then left.

The yacht rocked slightly, and the sound of waves came and went.

Fu Yanlou pushed all the fruits in front of Wen Ying for her to eat. He leaned on the sofa and sighed helplessly, "Wen Ying, you are always strange and polite to me."

For adult men and women, this should be a demarcated relationship, and Wen Ying didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But there was something wrong with his expression. Wen Ying seemed to be seeing people in a fog and couldn't see clearly. She didn't know how to respond for a moment.Fu Yanlou seemed to be expecting it, "You forgot what happened when you were a child."

Wen Ying was in a daze, "What happened when you were a child?"

Fu Yanlou took off the Buddhist beads from his wrist and put them on the coffee table, "Do you still remember this?"

Under the light, the Buddhist beads are coiled up to be shiny and bright, and their brilliance is discernible.

Wen Ying stared at it for several seconds and said in disbelief, "I always thought I lost it, but I didn't expect it would be on you. This..."

Fu Yanlou said calmly, "Wen Ying, you gave this to me back then."

Wen Ying said, "Huh?"

Seeing Wen Ying still bewildered, the suffocating pain in Fu Yanlou's heart gradually became stronger. He smiled bitterly, "It seems you have forgotten even this."

Wen Ying was embarrassed and at a loss, "I'm sorry, I really have no memory at all, but if you said I gave it to you, then I must have given it to you. Those beads are very precious. I must have regarded you as important at that time." Only your friends will give it to you.”

But how come she has no memory at all.

This is so strange.

"It doesn't matter." Fu Yanlou's mood was light and his voice was light and hoarse, "The past is very important to me, but what is more important is the future.

Fu Yanlou changed the subject, "And I was just thinking about a question."

Wen Ying asked subconsciously, "What's the problem?"

Fu Yanlou got straight to the point and said clearly, "I'm wondering if I want to take you away from him."

She wasn't happy, was she?
Mr. Huo will only make her uncomfortable.

It doesn't matter if he uses some means. Love that can be taken away is never love.

He wants to be warm and welcoming, and wants that red rose to bloom on his land.

Even though he knew that Wen Ying still had Huo Zhiqian in her heart, and she might still need him, he didn't want to worry about restraint and etiquette.

It was Huo Zhiqian who gave him this opportunity.

Wen Ying could not get rid of the fog, confused and uneasy. The fact that she might have known Fu Yanlou when she was a child was enough to surprise her. Did he just say that he wanted to take her away from Huo Zhiqian?
Is that right?

He does this when a woman is most frustrated, he is so scheming.

Now that things have developed, Wen Ying feels that she should stay away from him, and even stop interacting with him in the future, but she doesn't feel like she is afraid of him and wants to escape.This feeling was so strange. She felt like she was being trapped and wanted to escape. Something was tempting her.

The thread was pulled and pulled, and she thought she had gone far away, but when she looked back, she was still in the same place.

The source of the thread is him.

Wen Ying licked her lips, her throat was a little dry, "You said..."

"Yeah, I mean it."

"My mind is a little confused." Wen Ying couldn't calm down for a while.

"It's okay." He calmed her down easily, his gentle voice sounding like a gentle spring breeze blowing over her, "I didn't express my inner thoughts to cause you any psychological pressure or panic, Wen Ying, We are still friends as we promised before."

Being too hasty will make things worse. At the moment when he expresses his feelings, he retreats bravely, is relaxed and moderate, and understands people's emotions very well.

"Don't reject me, okay?"

At that moment, the fog seemed to slowly disperse.

To be honest, there has never been a man as gentle as Fu Yanlou in Wen Ying's life. He restrains himself and returns to etiquette, and always abides by that line. This makes people's good impression of him infinitely multiplied, and they can't resist him at all. gentle.

Wen Ying is also a vulgar person, and of course he is not exempt from vulgarity. She raised her lips and smiled, "No, we are still friends."

(End of this chapter)