Quit pampering

Fu Yanlou smiled hoarsely, "There are no penguins as beautiful as you."

Wen Ying took off her gloves to hook his fingers and tease his palms. Her behavior was not frivolous, but her peach blossom eyes were charming and alluring, and her beautifully shaped red lips issued an invitation, "Do you want to build a snowman with me?" "

Building a snowman with her boyfriend is something she has long thought about.

Fu Yanlou stared at her red lips, his Adam's apple rolling, "Come with me."

How could you not accompany me?

Several bodyguards came out to help shovel the snow. Wen Ying took Fu Yanlou and piled several snows before he felt it was enough. Of course, he didn't forget to take pictures.

As a result, she was having fun during the day, but her illness became more severe at night. Wen Ying developed a high fever that night and was so uncomfortable that she shed tears.

The pillow was wet with her tears.

She cried loudly, not suppressedly, but tears fell down drop by drop, and her eyelashes were all wet.

Fu Yanlou wiped her tears while giving her medicine. If she didn't want to take the medicine, he would gently persuade her, but she would close her eyes and refuse to listen. She would tell him her grievances and discomforts, and talk a lot of nonsense that maybe even she didn't know.

Fu Yanlou did not dare to force-feed her, so he could only call the doctor to give her an injection. She was also afraid of the pain, and had to be coaxed for a while before she was willing to let the doctor give her the injection.

The potion contains sleeping ingredients, and Wen Ying cannot resist the sleepiness and slowly falls asleep.

Fu Yanlou went to bed and took her into his arms. He held her head in his arms and patted her back gently with one hand.

Afraid that she would wake up in the middle of the night, Fu Yanlou stayed with her all night and slept with her.

The next day Wen Ying woke up and saw the situation clearly. She was lying on Fu Yanlou's chest, listening to his extraordinarily steady heartbeat, and recalled how Fu Yanlou had coaxed her gently and patiently last night. her.

Wen Ying raised his head and saw his chin. As the night passed, a slight stubble appeared on his chin, and there was also a faint greenish color on his eyelids.

These things don't take away any of his handsomeness when they fall on his face. This way, you can feel his gorgeous skin and high-level masculinity even more closely.

The intertwining of tenderness and sexiness was a killer move that strangled her on the spot.

This was the first time Wen Ying had such an intimate moment with a man. Her heartbeat was beating wildly, and a blush rose uncontrollably on her face. Then she thought that this was her Wen Ying's boyfriend, and she was very proud.

Wen Ying came out of his arms cautiously. Fu Yanlou, who had been sleeping lightly, woke up as soon as he felt the movement, and put his hand on Wen Ying's forehead with a familiar touch.

Wen Ying blinked and her eyelashes swept across the back of his hand, "Did I wake you up?"

"No." Seeing that the temperature had returned to normal, Fu Yanlou put down his hands with relief, "Are you hungry? I'll go downstairs and cook some millet porridge for you. You can sleep for a while."

Wen Ying pressed the back of his hand on the bed, straightened her waist, and touched his eyes with her fingertips, "Your eyes are so red. You should sleep a little longer. Let the bodyguards do these things."

I wasn't sure how long I would stay here, so I didn't ask for a nanny.

Fu Yanlou put her back into bed with a particularly gentle expression, "They don't know how to do it. Just stay well and I'll serve it to you when the porridge is ready."

Fu Yan went downstairs, and Wen Ying lifted up the quilt and got out of bed and walked to the window. She opened the curtains on both sides and saw seven snowmen piled in the courtyard on the first floor.

Turning around, Wen Ying walked downstairs.

Fu Yanlou was busy in the kitchen when a limp body came up behind him. He froze and said in a tight voice, "Yingying."

Wen Ying hugged his waist, "You took care of me all night last night."

Fu Yanlou lowered his eyes, "You are my girlfriend and I should take care of you."

"But you took good care of me when I was not your girlfriend." Wen Ying pressed her face against his back, "Fu Yanlou, I envy my daddy and mommy's love and marriage. I have also experienced bad experiences. I even almost married someone else, so I will cherish you even more. I thought about it, I can't accept that one day in the future you will be good to other women, I will not leave you a chance, Fu Yanlou, do you want to marry me? "

Fu Yanlou looked at the pair of white and tender hands intertwined on his lower abdomen with deep eyes, "Yingying, falling in love is different from getting married. I don't want you to do something impulsive that you will regret." Wen Ying tightened her grip around his waist and said categorically, "I never do anything I regret. From falling in love with you to wanting to marry you, it's because I know what kind of person you are."

"I don't regret it."

To put it another way, even if she regrets it, she still has the capital to cover it all.

She has won and she can afford to lose.

Wen Ying, a sure win.

Fu Yanlou's eyes flashed with many changes, and finally he suppressed it with reason, "Yingying, if you want to marry me because you are moved, then there is no need. You are Yingying, and I will always be good to you."

"There are so many people who are good to me, including Xiao Lian, Mr. Xu, and Mr. Lin. They are all very good to me, but I have never thought about letting them marry me."

Fu Yanlou pulled her hand away and turned around, lowering his eyes, "Yingying..."

Wen Ying stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips.

Fu Yanlou was suddenly stunned.

Wen Ying grabbed his clothes and asked, "You appear by my side again and again, from Hong Kong to Heidelberg and then to Berlin. You follow me and accompany me all the way. Don't tell me that you do this just to fall in love with me."

Fu Yanlou said, "Of course not, Yingying, I want to marry you."

People's desires will be invisibly amplified. He has long been unwilling to do so, but has long been accustomed to being suppressed by reason again and again. If a person is too sober, he will eventually become gradually crazy.

Dare he say that after ten years of secret love, he would only be willing to protect her silently and watch her marry someone else?

Wen Ying looked at him charmingly, "Then don't you dare to marry me?"

Fu Yanlou's single word, "Dare."

He can only plant the rose of Wen Ying and grow up with her.

Wen Yingxin burst out of her voice, "I brought my household registration book."

Fu Yanlou's eyes suddenly cleared up. He held her face and said, "Yingying, you can't be hasty about getting the certificate. I have to get your father's and mother's consent first. You are very precious to us. I can't do it casually." It is disrespectful to you to get the certificate from you casually."

"I'll go talk to my dad."

Wen Ying ran out of the kitchen and went upstairs. The clicking sound gradually faded away, and there was always something lively and colorful wherever she was.

The millet porridge bubbled and gurgled. Fu Yanlou's features were covered in white mist, his smile was elegant and graceful, and his extraordinary and noble appearance could give women the most confusing style and make them surrender.

Of course, if you want him to surrender, you have to be willing and love him.

It was afternoon in China, it was the weekend, and Wen Zeshu was at home with his wife.

When Wen Ying made the video call, everyone in his family was there.

Wen Ying sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, and there was a tablet on the coffee table. She was very serious and solemn, "Daddy and Mommy, I want to announce something."

Han Xiuya smiled, "Just tell me."

Wen Ying said carefully, "I want to marry Fu Yanlou."

Han Xiuya's smile faded, while Wen Zeshu and Wen Xingyu were both silent for a while.