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Fu Yanlou looked into her dull eyes and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "It's not difficult to know."

Wen Ying was speechless.

He asked softly, "Are you scared?"

Wen Ying nodded, then shook his head, his thoughts were quite complicated.

Fu Yanlou's warm voice seemed to soften the cold rain in Heidelberg, "What does it mean to nod and shake your head?"

Wen Ying smiled and raised her eyebrows, "A little surprised, but not surprised either."

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes focused on her face, scrutinizing it without being abrupt, "Why?"

This time, they were even closer, and a black umbrella seemed to block out the outside world. At least from an outsider's perspective, they couldn't see what they were doing.

Wen Ying's heart beat faster, as if she couldn't adapt to his close distance, and the warm and masculine breath conveyed to her.

It's a mixture of strength and gentleness.

It's the aggression of men.

"Why?" Wen Ying rubbed the tip of her red nose unnaturally, "I occasionally wonder if you will find Heidelberg."

But Wen Ying did not say this.

This idea is also very bold.

With a kind of secret expectation, it was hovering in her heart for no reason.

Fu Yanlou never waited for her answer, so he could only say in detail, "After completing the procedures for leaving the country and handling the domestic affairs, I came here. Fortunately, you are still here."

Wen Ying turned sideways and stood, raising the black umbrella with her hand. When she saw the last fireworks blooming on the horizon, she asked knowingly, "Why did you come to me?"

While talking, she stood facing him and looked up at him.

The rain stopped outside the umbrella. Fu Yanlou closed the umbrella and handed it to the bodyguard on the side. He held her little face wrapped in a scarf, feeling a strong sense of love and affection in his heart.

If deep emotion can be acted out, the person in front of you is the embodiment of it.

In the wind, Wen Ying heard his voice, "Yingying, can you give me a chance?"

He said, "An opportunity to pursue you."

The voice was so gentle that it penetrated the bones. Wen Ying couldn't help but rub her ears.

My ears are itchy.

As I said at the beginning, his gentleness is a surefire move for frustrated women.

When all the feelings of loss and loneliness surged up, the moment he appeared, it seemed that all the restlessness, hesitation and confusion had settled down.

"I……"

Wen Ying tried to think that Fu Yanlou liked her. He was so obvious that she could see clearly, but hearing him say it put her in a different state of mind.

"You don't have to be stressed." Fu Yanlou spoke slowly, his voice was gentle and a little hoarse, "I know you haven't come out of that relationship yet, Yingying, I will wait for you, you just need to let I just want to be by your side, as long as you look back, you can see me."

His gaze, at the moment when friendship transcended, was full of deep affection and meaning, "Yingying, I don't want to lose the opportunity."

The unprecedented solemn tone made all the vacillations turn into reality.

Look back at me, okay?

Do you like me?

Wen Ying's eyes suddenly became moist, she blinked and lowered her head.

The lights in the square were bright, the wind was cold, and the shadows on the ground had no warmth.

After a few seconds, Wen Ying looked up and said something completely wrong, "Fu Yanlou, do you know that winter in Heidelberg is very cold?"

"I know, but you are here."

What could be more important than her?

Wen Ying said, "Did you bring a lot of clothes?"

Fu Yanlou smiled, "I'll take it with me."

"Then I want to go skiing tomorrow."

"I'll accompany you."

What he said was a statement, not a probing question.

Wen Ying couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, "Oh."

"Fu Yanlou." Wen Ying waved to him softly, "I'm going to tell you a secret." Fu Yanlou bent down slightly and leaned closer to her, "What secret?"

“I’m a good skier.”

There was a smile in Fu Yanlou's eyes, "Really? Then I don't know how, so you have to teach me."

Wen Ying smiled and said, "That's easy to say."

Fu Yanlou moved his fingers and gently pressed the broken hair on her head, "I will play with you for as long as you want."

"Then what about your work?"

"It's all set up."

"Oh." Wen Ying remembered, "Have you had dinner?"

"not yet."

"I know there is a restaurant here that tastes good. I will take you there."

"it is good."

The restaurant is next to the square, and the two walked into the restaurant through the fountain pool.

There is a piano solo in the store, and since the kitchen is on the second floor, the aroma of pine branches roasting over the charcoal fire floats in the dining room.

Compared with the cold outside, the interior is slightly lively and warm.

Wen Ying was too full to eat, so she ordered a bottle of red wine. She held her face with one hand and shook the red wine glass with the other, drinking slowly.

After Fu Yanlou finished eating, he put down his knife and fork. When he looked up, he saw that the ends of her eyes were red and she had an indescribable charm. This natural charm made people want to hide her from others. Does she understand? Her eyes are seductive.

Fu Yanlou stopped him with a gentle voice, "Don't drink too much."

Wen Ying shook his head softly, "Don't stop me, I'm happy."

Fu Yanlou looked at her eyebrows and smiled softly, "Why are you happy?"

Wen Ying was a little drunk, and she said frankly, "I'm very happy that you came to Heidelberg."

The piano sound stopped just then.

Fu Yanlou rubbed her head and took the wine glass from her hand, "Can I take you back?"

Wen Ying didn't mess around and nodded obediently, "Okay."

Fu Yanlou called the waiter to pay the bill and said to Wen Ying, "Let's go."

When Wen Ying stood up and walked out, his body swayed and he accidentally fell into Fu Yanlou's arms.

"I didn't mean it." Wen Ying held his arms and tried to withdraw from his arms, but failed. She raised her eyes and fell into the vortex of his eyes.

Wen Ying couldn't avoid it, but he didn't avoid it, but his head was a little dizzy, "I really didn't mean to throw myself into his arms."

"I know." She wanted to use her tricks on him, but Fu Yanlou was helpless, "I'll carry you."

Wen Ying waved her hand quickly, "Ah, no need."

Fu Yanlou lowered his head, his eyes were level with hers, and said seriously, "Yingying, I'm pursuing you, so you should give me a chance to show off."

Wen Ying was stunned for a few seconds. Fu Yanlou had already squatted down in front of her, "Come up."

The well-fitting trousers stretched out the strong lines of the legs.

The hem of his coat hung on the ground, wet and dirty.

He should sit on a high platform and be free from dust.

Wen Ying no longer hesitated and lay on Fu Yanlou's back.

From an angle that Wen Ying couldn't see, Fu Yanlou laughed silently, carrying Wen Ying on his back as he walked on the brightly lit road, and the shadows on the ground became intimate.

Several bodyguards were following behind him.

There are almost no pedestrians on the street now.

The surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that Wen Ying could hear Fu Yanlou's breathing. Maybe the two of them were too close, otherwise how could she smell the scent of ebony on his body? He was extremely gentlemanly, and his warmth was also charming.

"Fu Yanlou."

Her delicate voice fell softly on his ears, and the three words she said made him squeal. Fu Yanlou held back the itch in his heart and said, "Yes, I'm here."

"It's amazing," she said suddenly.

"Huh?" The man's voice rose slightly at the end, and his deep and gentle voice was particularly sensual. (End of chapter)