Quit pampering

Chapter 93 The World of Two

Don't bother him here, okay?

Fu Yanlou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had such a bad temper.

This kind of energy is really arrogant and makes people fall in love with her.

Before Wen Ying could take a few steps, the man pulled her back and pushed her into his arms, "Yingying, I didn't mean that."

Wen Ying looked at his rising and falling Adam's apple, "Then what do you mean?"

Fu Yanlou hugged her and sat down, his eyes were deep, as if there was a dark light that could not be dissolved, "Where are you tired?"

Wen Ying twisted her waist, raised her hand and pretended to beat it a few times, "I'm tired here."

Fu Yanlou put his hands on her waist and gently massaged her. The moderate force made Wen Ying feel comfortable.

She couldn't help but squint her eyes, and leaned into Fu Yanlou's arms as soft as a bone.

Fu Yanlou lowered his head and saw a fair section of the back of his neck, which still had traces of his kiss last night. A smile escaped from his lips and teeth, "Besides your waist, where else are you tired?"

Wen Ying didn't respond, she just bit the shirt on his shoulders and pulled it out. There was no other intention, just for fun, and her face brushed against his chin from time to time.

Fu Yanlou tilted his head and put his hand on her shoulder, "Are your shoulders tired?"

Wen Ying gritted his teeth, "No, it's just knee pain!"

Does she have to be loud?

Fu Yanlou lifted up her skirt. The bruises and red marks on her knees were quite dazzling. His eyes darkened and he said, "Sorry, let me rub it for you."

It's his fault.

She lost control one after another.

She obviously cried out in pain, but he didn't stop.

Wen Ying hit his chest with her head, and the soft tone in her voice revealed the willingness to be aggrieved, "No, just be gentler next time."

Fu Yanlou stood up with her in his arms, and effortlessly held her hips with both hands, promising in a gentle voice, "Okay, I'll be gentler later."

Wen Ying clamped her legs around his waist, and she was so anxious that she didn't realize the meaning of his words, "Hey, where are you going? I haven't picked up my tablet yet."

Fu Yanlou walked out of the study room, "No need for a tablet."

"What? I didn't finish watching TV!"

Wen Ying could only watch her getting further and further away from the tablet.

Fu Yanlou put Wen Ying on the bed and pressed his body down. Wen Ying truly felt the sense of urgency. She put her two small hands on his chest and her voice became a little softer, "You are still coming?" ?”

As he spoke, he licked his lips unconsciously.

It's obviously enjoyable.

The beauty that that first experience brought to her really made her love it deeply.

On the bed and under the bed, there were two different feelings, and she was fascinated by them both.

Fu Yanlou lifted her waist and pressed it against him, "Yingying, it was you who seduced me."

But Wen Ying denies the things she has never done. She defends, "I didn't do it. Don't talk nonsense."

"Obviously, you know I can't refuse you, yet you still come in front of me."

How can anyone be so strong-minded?

"you……"

Fu Yanlou clasped the back of her head with one hand and sealed it with a kiss.

Wen Ying couldn't say anything to defend himself, and he forgot about it later.

On the way back to Wen's house the next day, Wen Ying was still complaining.

"Fu Yanlou, I really didn't expect you..." Wen Ying looked back and forth in the makeup mirror and pointed at a few places with his finger, "Look at what you did."

Fu Yanlou watched her continue to apply concealer on her neck and shoulders, and couldn't explain, "I'm sorry, Yingying."

Wen Ying muttered, "I told you to be gentle but you didn't listen."

Just admit your mistakes.

I haven't seen him change either.

Wen Ying finished applying concealer and sat sideways facing him, "Can you still see it now?"

Fu Yanlou glanced at her neck and said, "I can't see it anymore."

Wen Ying put away her concealer and said, "You can't let my mommy see it."

A man with so much energy was simply because he hadn't vented it out before. He let it all out this time, making her unable to sleep well for two nights.

Fu Yanlou rarely felt guilty.

He sent Wen Ying to Wen's house.

"Yingying, I'll pick you up after get off work."

Wen Ying got out of the car and turned around and waved to him, "I got it, work hard."

Watching the car drive away, Wen Ying walked into the home.

"Mommy, I'm back."

Before anyone arrived, the sound came into the living room first.

Han Xiuya put down her tea cup and waved to Wen Ying, "Yingying is back. Come and see Mommy."

It had only been a day since they had seen each other, but Han Xiuya held her hand longingly and looked at her with concern, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"that's great."

"Then mommy's worries are unnecessary."

"What are you worried about?"

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Han Xiuya took her upstairs, "Let's go take a look at the betrothal gift given to you by your husband's family. Some documents require your signature."

"Sign?" Wen Ying laughed, "Does the Fu family want to give me a house and a car?"

The little princess in Hong Kong City never lacks these extraneous things.

Han Xiuya pushed open the study door, "RV? The Fu family provides more than that."

Wen Ying sat down on the office chair where her father sat and spun around a few times in a playful manner.

Han Xiuya took out a stack of documents from the drawer and put them in front of Wen Ying. "These are the betrothal gifts from the Fu family. Take a look."

Wen Ying read everything and put her hand on the contract. Unspeakable complexity was intertwined in her heart. She looked at Han Xiuya and said slowly, "Half of the shares of the Fu Group and the shares of the F.W Group will be given to me?"

Han Xiuya nodded, "This is Yanlou's sincerity in marrying you. He has already signed all the contracts. You just need to sign your name."

Her father didn't even mention it to her, and the same went for Fu Yanlou, so when did they make an agreement?

Wen Ying clicked her finger on the contract, "It's strange, how could the Fu family agree?"

These are half of the Fu family.

Han Xiuya patted Wen Ying's hand to comfort her, "How could you disagree? This is how much the Fu family values ​​you. In other words, if Yanlou can't even make the decision, how can he afford to treat you? Responsibility."

In the contract, there is also a courtyard house in a prosperous area of ​​​​the capital, adjacent to the National Center for the Performing Arts.

"Your dad has reached a long-term cooperation with Yanlou. In the eyes of outsiders, you and Yanlou are married. When talking about marriage, it is easy for people to think of not loving you, but we all know that Yanlou loves you." Han Xiuya is not worried. She said slowly, "Yingying, your life with Yanlou is still very long. No one can guarantee whether there will be changes later. The betrothal gift given by the Fu family is what you deserve, and you have no reason to turn it away. "

Han Xiuya also said, "As soon as you were born, your father transferred 15% of the company's shares to your name. After you and Yanlou received the certificate, the other 10% of the shares belonged to you and Yanlou. . Also, your dad also gave three mansions in Repulse Bay, Kadoorie Mountain, Taiping Mountain and a villa in Berlin as betrothal gifts to the Fu family."

It's just that after the Fu family accepted the betrothal gift, they gave it back to their future daughter-in-law.

Since then, Han Xiuya understood the Fu family's attitude.

Before that, she even thought of the Huo family who almost became a family.

I'm not saying that the Huo family is stingy, but to be fair, the Huo family really can't do what the Fu family does for Yingying, and it's really obvious whether they care or not.

Now Han Xiuya could finally say sincerely, "Yingying, you have chosen a good person, Yanlou is worthy of your marriage." Wen Ying raised her face and smiled sweetly, "He and I have decided to get the certificate on Valentine's Day. Mommy, I will accept these contracts first."

Han Xiuya left the study, and Wen Ying turned her cell phone around in her hand, thinking about whether to call Fu Yanlou.

Thinking that he might be busy, Wen Ying stopped thinking.

Wen Xingyu walked into the study and said, "The servant said you came back and stayed in the study for a long time. Why, my sister suddenly became artistic?"

Wen Ying ignored his teasing, "Why don't you go to the company to help during the holiday?"

It was obvious that he had just woken up, and he still smelled of alcohol. He didn't know what time he came back from the disco last night.

Wen Xingyu pretended to sigh, "I'm a student."

Wen Ying rolled her eyes.

Wen Xingyu seemed to have seen something extraordinary, "Look at you, who did you learn from to roll your eyes? It's so ugly. Don't do that next time."

Wen Ying held her chin, expressionless, "What's the matter with you?"

Wen Xingyu always loves Ba La Ba La, "Let's play games with you. You tell me what you want to do when you move out and live outside. When the time comes, you can marry and go to the capital. You can do whatever you want. I can't control it. But Now that you are not married, why don't you stay at home? I can play games with you every day."

Wen Ying smiled slowly, "You have no idea how interesting and happy the life of two people is."

She felt it was right to move out.

Otherwise, Fu Yanlou's endless strength... Wen Ying didn't dare to think about it.

This time it was Wen Xingyu's turn to roll his eyes.

"Will the game be played or not?"

"Do not hit."

Wen Xingyu opened the contract on the table and looked at it, "Brother's family is very generous. Yingying, don't be stupid and sign it quickly."

Wen Ying folded the contract and put it into her bag, "It's your turn to tell me this."

Wen Xingyu said sarcastically, "I don't want to see you get carried away by love again."

Wen Ying said, "Don't worry, I won't do it!"

When she passed by her younger brother, Wen Ying threw her bag at him and walked downstairs.

Wen Xingyu put his hands in his trouser pockets and quickly followed, "You better be."

"You deserve a beating?"

Wen Xingyu said with a fearless attitude, "You can beat me up. If you don't beat me up, you won't have to beat me up."

A few minutes later, Han Xiuya looked at the siblings playing games and cut the fruit herself and placed it in front of them.

When he raised his head, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the mark under Wen Ying's collar and paused, "...Yingying."

Wen Ying was focused on playing games and didn't notice her mother's eyes, "What's wrong?"

Han Xiuya frowned, "I have something to tell you."

Wen Ying then looked at her mother, "What?"

Han Xiuya turned her head and said, "Xing Yu, please stay away for a while."

Wen Xingyu half-smiled, "Am I not your biological child? Is there anything I can't hear?"

Han Xiuya was helpless and anxious, "Yingying, come with me."

"Pause first." Wen Ying paused the game and walked to the side hall with Han Xiuya.

It's rare to see Mommy so serious. Wen Ying took her arm and acted coquettishly unconsciously, "Mommy, what do you want to say to me?"

Han Xiuya and Wen Ying had almost no secrets, and the mother and daughter often talked about each other, so Han Xiuya said directly, "Yingying, Mommy thinks you are still young and like a child, so the matter of having a child is Mommy hopes that you and Yanlou will consider it again in a few years."

Wen Ying was stunned, "Huh? Fu Yanlou and I haven't thought about having children yet."

To be precise, they haven't officially talked about it yet.

We're not even there yet.

What to talk about?

Han Xiuya looked at her for a moment, "Then have you taken any measures?"

Wen Ying's face felt a little hot, just a little hot. She was extremely calm and calm, "Yes, mommy, don't worry, I'm not an impulsive person, and neither is Fu Yanlou."

Han Xiuya was relieved, "It's good to have it, but you still have to pay more attention to it. Mommy hopes that you will experience it for a few more years and become more mature before you think about your child's affairs. Don't be in a hurry."

Wen Ying didn't know why her mother suddenly mentioned this, but she still replied solemnly, "I know, Mommy, don't worry."

Han Xiuya coughed and said, "Then cover up here so your brother doesn't see it."

Wen Ying lowered his head and took a look, his face turned red.

In the evening, Fu Yanlou came to take Wen back to Deep Water Bay.

Seeing that their honey was mixed with oil, Han Xiuya didn't keep them for dinner and watched them leave.

Fu Yanlou brushed Wen Ying's hair beside her ear and asked, "What did you do at home today?"

Wen Ying rubbed her face against his palm, loving to be clingy, "I played games with Xingyu, picked and arranged flowers with Mommy, and made some dried roses, which can be used to make tea."

Wen Ying sat up from his arms, "By the way, my mommy also said that she is going to Suzhou in two days. Daddy and I will go with her."

Han Xiuya was born in Suzhou. Because Wen Ying's grandparents were old and had limited mobility, they were unable to come to Hong Kong City on the day of Wen Ying's engagement party, but several uncles, aunts and their children came.

Wen Ying thought that he had not seen the old man for several years and planned to go to Suzhou together.

Fu Yanlou felt indebted and was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I have something important to do and need to return to the capital in two days, so I can't accompany you to Suzhou."

Wen Ying had seen how busy her father was, so she could understand Fu Yanlou, "It's okay. If it doesn't work this time, there will always be a chance in the future."

Fu Yanlou held her face and asked, "Can you come back before Valentine's Day?"

Wen Ying smiled and said, "Yes! You won't miss getting the certificate!"

"That's good."

Fu Yanlou raised the partition in the car, lifted Wen Ying's chin and kissed it.

After kissing each other lingeringly, Wen Ying's legs were weak when she returned to Deep Water Bay. She didn't want to leave, so she coquettishly asked the man to hold her.

Seeing Fu Yanlou about to carry her upstairs, Wen Ying quickly patted him on the shoulder, "Put me down right here. I have something to tell you."

Once we get back to the room, we will definitely not be able to have a good chat.

I really don't blame her for thinking too much, he is really good at it, and his presence is too strong.

What can I do with her?

Fu Yanlou lowered his eyes and looked into her black and white eyes, "What's wrong?"

Wen Ying shook his legs and said, "Put me down first."

Fu Yanlou put Wen Ying on the sofa in the living room. Wen Ying covered her stomach with both hands and said with a smile, "Fu Yanlou, I'm hungry."

She asked him to cook, so it was natural.

When Fu Yanlou heard this, he rolled up his sleeves, with a string of Buddhist beads coiled around his strong, white forearm. He was filled with inexplicable lust and lust, "Then I'll cook first."

Wen Ying sat obediently, smiled and nodded, "Yeah."

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