Quit pampering

Chapter 94 Yingying, I love you

He had only been busy in the kitchen for less than two minutes when Wen Ying walked towards him softly. She stood behind him and stuck her head out to look at him, "Fu Yanlou."

Fu Yanlou's dark pupils were stained with a smile, "Huh?"

Wen Ying stood in front of him, put his hands back on the glass platform, and asked directly, "Are you really going to give me half of your wealth?"

Fu Yanlou said straightforwardly, "Did you sign it?"

Wen Ying shook his head, "Not yet."

He looked at her and said, "Sign it for me so that it can be notarized."

Such a large amount of property rights required an entire legal team to work overtime for more than a month to clear it. The transfer in the name of the couple naturally required notarization.

Wen Ying walked around behind him again, put a finger on his waist, and said in a faint tone, "You must have spent too much money to marry a wife."

Wen Ying never thought of wanting the Fu family's property.

Fu Yanlou's muscles tensed as his soft fingers poked him up, but his voice sounded calm, "How can I marry you home if you're not older?"

Is it easy to marry a little princess?

Throw money?

She has no shortage.

Give love?

If she is not moved, no matter whether you love her or not, she will not look at you.

How can it be so easy to attract the heart of a rose?

Now that he has fulfilled his long-cherished wish, he will continue to care for his roses.

Raising roses with your own hands is an interesting thing.

As soon as Fu Yanlou thought about it, he felt happy and satisfied.

Wen Ying pursed her lips and suddenly hugged him from behind.

The muscles on his back are tight, and the lines are strong and elegant. It is easy to think of a lion in the jungle. He is full of wild male charm and strength, which is completely inconsistent with his gentle and jade-like appearance.

But it also made Wen Ying equally obsessed.

Fu Yanlou lowered his eyelids, "What's wrong?"

Wen Ying pressed her face against his back, feeling inexplicably depressed, "I just want to hug you."

Fu Yanlou's hands were stained with water, and he only touched the back of her hand with his wrist bone, "Go out first, there is oil smoke here."

The prayer beads brushed against her fingers. The moment his hand was about to leave, Wen Ying grabbed his wrist. She squeezed into his arms and raised her face, "Let the servants do the dinner today. Let's go upstairs."

Fu Yanlou glanced at the sky outside. The twilight was framed in the window, and the birds passed by without a trace. The darkness shrouded without a trace of starlight. His eyes fell back on her face, a little helpless, "Yingying, the genius has just arrived now." black."

Wen Ying, "..."

Wen Ying understood instantly and stamped her foot, "What are you thinking? How can I sign if you're not here?" A fierce voice urged, "I need you here, wash your hands quickly."

Fu Yanlou lowered his eyebrows, as if he was a little disappointed, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

Wen Ying wanted to laugh, but she pursed the corners of her lips and held it back. She turned around in his arms while muttering, "Who are you?"

But he clearly saw traces of a snicker on her lips, "Yingying."

"doing what?"

"Laugh if you want, don't hold it back."

"I didn't."

Wen Ying doesn't admit it.

Wen Ying grabbed his hand and put it under the faucet. After washing it, she used a paper towel to wipe the water off his hand. She felt a sense of accomplishment and said, "Okay, you can hug me now."

She took the initiative to hang on to him.

Fu Yanlou still smiled tenderly when he saw her lazy and coquettish attitude.

In the study, Wen Ying took the contract out of his bag and said, "These are what you want to give me."

"Ah."

Wen Ying stood next to him and asked again, "Do you really want me to sign?"

Once this is signed, nothing can be changed.

Fu Yanlou took the pen and put it in her hand. The meaning was obvious.

Wen Ying blinked and smiled evilly, "Give me so much property. If one day I run away with another man, you won't be able to catch me back."

Fu Yanlou pulled her onto his lap and sat down. His eyes looked over, warm and deep, and his gaze was like a net that caught people's eyes. "Then will you run away with another man? Yingying." The last two. This word brings out some grievance and panic.

Facing him like this, Wen Ying couldn't make such a joke at all, and she no longer smiled playfully, "No, no, no, no one can be better than you, I'm not blind and bewitched, right? "

She was sure.

In this life, there is only one Fu Yanlou.

Fu Yanlou held Wen Ying's hand and pressed it on his chest, his fingers covering hers with too much ambiguity and a paranoid look, "You are mine, Yingying, even if you run away, I will still look for you." You bring you back.”

Wen Ying stroked his chest a few times with her fingertips and said, "It's so tiring to run. I will never run. I won't run."

"signature."

"Oh, let's go together."

Fu Yanlou grabbed Wen Ying's hand and led her to sign her name on every contract, and finally used her thumb to dip her thumb in ink pad to make her fingerprints.

Wen Ying looked at the contracts on the table and sighed, "I feel like I have become a billionaire."

"Don't feel it." Fu Yanlou tilted his head and rubbed his lips against her face, "You are it."

The heat caused by skin friction made Wen Ying feel itchy. She shrank in his arms and smiled sweetly, "Oh, it's itchy~"

The chest and back were touching, and Wen Ying could clearly feel the heat there.

Wen Ying stiffened, "You just—"

Fu Yanlou pulled her face and swallowed the last half of her sentence.

When leaving the study, Wen Ying was carried away by Fu Yanlou.

His suit jacket was wrapped around her body.

In his arms, she had tears in her eyes, shy and resentful, and stared at him angrily, but she couldn't say anything to blame, and her throat was on fire.

Who let her enjoy it too.

The maid put hot water in the bathtub, and Fu Yanlou carried Wen Ying into the bathroom.

Wen Ying picked up water and poured it on him, "Get out."

Fu Yanlou looked down and saw that his pants were wet.

Wen Ying lowered his head and admitted his mistake positively, "I didn't mean it."

She didn't throw it at that place specifically.

It's such a coincidence, do you believe it?

Wen Ying raised her head timidly and accidentally bumped into his deep eyes. Her shoulders sank into the water, her shining peach blossom eyes were pitiful, "Aren't you going out yet? I can't take a bath well while you are here." It’s been a long time since dinner time, I’m so hungry.”

Yingying was used to pretending to be pitiful. When she spoke with sweet and soft lips, who could resist her weakness? Even if she was just pretending, she would be willing to be deceived.

"Don't soak for too long." Fu Yanlou turned around and walked out, feeling a little embarrassed.

Wen Ying watched the door close, turned around and smiled secretly.

Dinner was eaten in the room, and Wen Ying didn't want to go downstairs at all. She was wearing a red suspender pajamas, with a thin strap hanging on both shoulders. Her pink and white complexion was full of life.

Wen Ying held her tablet and continued to watch her TV. It was a Hong Kong drama, Cantonese version, focusing on women in the workplace. Every episode was full of smoke, and the plot was particularly attractive.

Seeing Fu Yanlou come out of the bathroom, Wen Ying asked, "Are you watching TV?"

Fu Yanlou walked towards her while tying his nightgown, "What TV?"

"Here, this." Wen Ying turned the screen to him, "The male protagonist and the female protagonist are competing in the workplace. I'll switch to Mandarin and we'll watch it together."

Fu Yanlou said calmly, "No need to switch, I will listen."

Wen Ying was quite surprised, "Have you learned it?"

"Yeah, I learned it."

Fu Yanlou picked up a book to read.

Wen Ying felt curious, so she moved closer to him, her bright and charming eyes blinking, "Tell me, okay, why do you learn Cantonese?"

Fu Yanlou looked at the face that was close to him. Their eyes met, and he curled his lower lip and chuckled, which was particularly seductive.

"Yingying, can you guess first?"

Wen Ying read a certain message from his eyes, "It can't be for me, right?"

"Yeah." Fu Yanlou said frankly, "When you were a child, you occasionally mixed Cantonese into your Mandarin. I was thinking that next time you come to me, we can talk in Cantonese, but you won't be like that when you were a child."

How could this person do all these things that moved and saddened her.

Wen Ying raised his eyes slightly, but his voice lowered, "It was very hard when I first learned German, and I wanted to give up for a while. I still think German is the most obscure language and difficult to learn, but Cantonese is different for me. Ever since I was a child, I have found Cantonese to be beautiful, especially when speaking——"

Wen Ying came close to his ear, her red lips moved slightly, and she softly said a few words, "I like you."

Fu Yanlou's pupils dilated slightly, and his too-dark eyes seemed to have cracked open at this moment, and a ray of light poured in, which seemed to add a layer of mystery to his whole person. The soft light and blur were mixed together, and what he felt was The emotions performed are the heartbeat of starting a prairie fire.

His eyes locked on hers, deep and intense, "What did you say?"

Wen Ying was smiling. She looked at him and slowly added, "When..."

Love teases him and fishes for him without saying a complete sentence.

But won’t he connect them in series?

She was expressing her love for him in Cantonese.

Fu Yanlou put his arm around her waist, lowered his head and licked her ear. In his warm breath, Wen Ying heard him say, "Yingying, I love you."

His gentle voice has a special texture when speaking Cantonese, like the attraction of gravity, there is a kind of resistance that Wen Ying cannot refuse.

"What did you say?" Wen Ying pretended to be stupid at this time, "I didn't even hear you clearly."

In fact, her ears were numb.

So Fu Yanlou said it in her ear again, not tired of it.

Love is responded to and can nourish the growth of his flesh and blood.

For ten long years, he had not waited in vain.

After hearing what he said several times, Wen Ying was finally satisfied. She put her hands on his shoulders and thought happily with a smile, "Fu Yanlou, when our child is born in the future, I will also teach him Cantonese." .”

Fu Yanlou pressed a kiss on the corner of her lips, "Okay."

Wen Ying placed her fingers on his collarbone and said in a drawl, "But since we are talking about this... Fu Yanlou, when do you think we should have a child?"

Fu Yanlou was startled, "You want a child?"

Wen Ying grabbed his collar with both hands and didn't look at him when he spoke, "I'm just asking you this question, not discussing whether to do it or not."

Fu Yanlou raised her chin, and their eyes met again. He spoke slowly and slowly, as if every word had been carefully considered, "Yingying, you are still a child to me. I love you." It's enough for you to be alone. You are still young now. I hope to wait until you graduate from college before you can think about this issue. Of course, if you have something you want to do before that, I will support you. In the world No one can restrain you, understand?"

Wen Ying nodded slowly.

Fu Yanlou whispered softly, "Children are not the task of our marriage. To me, children are the icing on the cake. Whether they are there or not, you don't need to worry or be troubled by them."

Wen Ying nodded again.

Everything he said and did was consistent. In this matter, he could be wild, indulgent and long-term, but when the critical moment came, he would not choose to leave it to her.

He really doesn't want kids yet.

Fortunately, the two of them had the same idea. Wen Ying smiled heartlessly in an instant, "But you just said you wanted to do something." Wen Ying tilted his head, "I still don't have anything I want to do. "

In the past, it was enough to just think about being Mrs. Huo, but what about after marrying Fu Yanlou?

Just be Mrs. Fu?

But look at her mother, being Mrs. Wen is not easy either.

Fu Yanlou, "It doesn't matter if you don't have one, just be a happy little princess."

Some people are born without the need to suffer.

Not to mention her Yingying.

Wen Ying smiled heartily, "Am I useless like this?"

But Fu Yanlou was serious, "How could it be possible? You can give your friends emotional value. Your parents are happy because of you. Xingyu also has you as a sister to love. Your appearance is more hope for me. Yingying, you It’s very important to us.”

His Yingying is so good.

Wen Ying felt that Fu Yanlou always said gentle and touching words, even if they were not love words, they could make people fall in love.

Wen Ying hugged Fu Yanlou's neck and buried her face in his chest, smelling the reassuring smell on his body.

Wen Yingweng said angrily, "You are so good at coaxing people."

"The truth." Fu Yanlou gently stroked the hair on the back of her head, looking at the moonlight outside the window, a smile bloomed on his lips, "Thank you for liking me, Yingying."

Wen Ying took the initiative to kiss his lips.

The moonlight illuminated their entangled figures on the ground.
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Suzhou.

This is the land of Jiangnan.

It is still the Spring Festival, and red lanterns are hung in the streets and alleys, creating a particularly festive atmosphere.

There are many juniors in her grandmother's family, but Wen Ying is the youngest among her peers. Mainly because her younger brother didn't come this time, she received a lot of red envelopes when she came to her grandmother's house.

The cousin's child was born not long ago. He was white, fat and just one month old. Wen Ying gave her a golden spoon with a golden lock and a thick red envelope.

My cousin imitated the tone of a child and thanked Wen Ying, "Thank you, aunt."

Wen Ying took the fat boy from his cousin's arms and put him back in the cradle when he was tired.

The old lady expressed regret that she could not attend Wen Ying's engagement party, and Wen Ying showed her grandma the secretly taken photos of Fu Yanlou.

The old lady put on her reading glasses and took a look and said, "He is so handsome. Grandma has never seen such a handsome person."

The old man on the side was jealous, "Back then you said I was the most handsome man you had ever seen. Why has it changed now?"

At seventy or eighty years of age, they are clearly still very much in love.

The whole room burst into laughter.

Wen Ying likes the atmosphere at grandma's house.

At night, Wen Ying slept alone in Han Xiuya's room before she got married, and made a video call to Fu Yanlou.

The call was quickly connected there, and I saw that the person in the background was still at the company.

Wen Ying was wearing soft pajamas and looked lazy. Seeing this, she sat up from the bed and asked, "It's so late and you haven't gotten off work yet?"

(End of this chapter)