Deep love only for you

For a moment, Han Xiyan felt that the sense of distance suddenly disappeared, replaced by a sense of belonging like relatives. At this time, Fu Xige also came down from upstairs and the whole family chatted in the living room.

Qiao youyou was worried that Han Xiyan was too tired, so he said, "Xiyan, you wash and sleep first. You haven't had a rest after a day's plane?"

Han Xiyan got up: "OK, mom and Dad, I'll clean up first."

When Han Xiyan went upstairs with the servant, Qiao youyou asked his son, "Yuchen, are you tonight..."

Fu Yuchen said solemnly, "didn't Xiyan's room be cleaned up before?"

Fu Xige picked his eyebrow: "don't look at the data?"

Fu Yuchen made an exaggerated expression: "Dad, how can you teach the next generation of the motherland!"

"Don't pretend in front of me!" Fu Xige patted Fu Yuchen on the shoulder. "Since you want to be a gentleman, do it to the end. Your room is connected to the balcony. Don't turn around at night!"

"Cough!" Fu Yuchen said with a smile, "Dad, am I that kind of person? Your son-in-law did all the work of turning the balcony. If I want to go there, I must go through the front door!"

The three joked for a while. Fu Yuchen estimated that Han Xiyan was almost ready to wash, so he got up and said, "I'm going to accompany my daughter-in-law. You two look at the information slowly!"

Qiao youyou directly picked up a pistachio and flew to Fu Yuchen.

Right in the head.

Fu Yuchen turned his head: "Mom, do you dare to practice darts in the gym every day to abuse your son?"

Qiao youyou raised his eyebrows: "dare you throw it over to me?"

Fu Yuchen picked up pistachios, peeled them and ate them: "OK, you two are powerful! I can't plant them yet?"

Then he heard something upstairs, so he ran up quickly.

Han Xiyan has already washed and his hair hasn't dried yet.

Fu Yuchen went over and directly took her to sit in front of the dressing table and blow her hair.

His fingers ran gently through her long hair. It was itchy. In the mirror, the picture was quiet and beautiful at the moment.

She thought of something and said to him in the mirror, "brother Yuchen, happy wedding!"

He smiled, leaned over, put his face on hers, and looked at her in the mirror: "do you want to change your address?"

She suddenly understood that her heart beat a little fast. The title rolled to the tip of her tongue, very heavy, but her voice was very light: "husband."

His heart was shocked. When the blood flowed back, his whole body was filled with happiness. From his heart to his fingertips, it was warm.

He turned his face sideways and kissed her sideways: "good wife."

His hair was dry. He put down the hair dryer and pulled her up to the bedside.

As soon as she stepped back, she immediately sat by the bed.

He put his hands on her side and squatted down to look at her: "good night, little cute, have a good sleep."

Her heart was still wandering between whether he would stay or not, and he had stood up straight and turned to pull the curtains of the room.

"I'll pour you water," he said, putting the water at the head of the bed again, then returning to her, leaning over and kissing her forehead: "good dream."

She looked up at him and said, "good night."

He smiled at her and turned away.

Before leaving, Fu Yuchen turned off the light and gently pulled the door.

Han Xiyan raised her hand and touched the place where he had just kissed her. Her heart was sweet, but there was a faint loss.

Why did he really leave without accompanying her?

Today is their wedding night. Although it is not in the traditional sense, the relationship between them has been protected by law!

She pouted wrongfully, then lifted the blanket and lay in.

Darkness always makes people expand their existing emotions for no reason.

Although she knew that he respected her, and her parents and brother had told him to sleep in separate rooms at his house, she felt so lonely when he really didn't come.

Han Xiyan was a little sad, tossed and turned, and thought a lot in her head.

Until I finally couldn't resist the sleepiness, and my consciousness began to blur

Next door, after taking a bath, Fu Yuchen went to the study to deal with some work matters.

Recently, Han Xiyan came. Naturally, he wanted to spend more time with her.

Their wedding was ten days later. After the wedding, he arranged for himself half a month's wedding leave.

Therefore, he needs to arrange a lot of things in advance.

When I finished all the work, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Fu Yuchen came out of his study and passed Han Xiyan's room. He couldn't help stopping.

Did she sleep? Are you not used to it in his house? Do you have jet lag and can't sleep well?

He returned to his room, opened wechat and found that his circle of friends had received hundreds of comments and likes, most of which congratulated him on his happy marriage.

Yes, today is their wedding. Although there is no wedding, after all, she is already his wife.

Even if her parents told her not to roommate, he should accompany her.

Thinking of this, Fu Yuchen looked at the balcony.

"Dad, you won." he smiled helplessly.

The two balconies are connected, and there is only a one meter two high partition in the middle. He jumped over easily and then opened her sliding door.

The room was quite quiet, and he could hear her gentle breathing.

Suddenly, the noise at the bottom of my heart seemed to be suddenly quiet.

He went to the bedside and looked at her outline in a slight light.

Until now, he really felt that they were really married.

Once, because of those things in the past, he thought about it. In the future, he just let it go alone. Anyway, my sister is married and has children, so there seems to be no pressure on him.

However, when he put down the past and saw her again, his heart was full of only one thought - he wanted to be with her. Take his last name and name her!

Fu Yuchen opened the blanket and lay down.

Perhaps aware of the movement, Han Xiyan, who had not slept very comfortingly, woke up vaguely: "brother Yuchen?"

"Well," he whispered, "haven't you fallen asleep yet?" when he spoke, he stretched out his arm and held her in his arms.

Confused, she seemed to find a harbor to rely on. She nestled in his arms and said, "I'm not used to it, so I can't sleep well."

He hugged her and said, "I'll sleep with you."

"Well." she answered and remembered something: "Why are you here?"

"Today is our wedding night. How can I let my wife sleep alone?" he bowed his head and kissed her forehead.

She suddenly remembered her previous grievances: "I thought you wouldn't accompany me."

He smiled and rubbed his fingers gently across her cheek: "in the future, I will accompany you every night."

"Well," she promised, her head resting on his chest, feeling his heartbeat and breath, no longer feeling sad, and her sleep seemed to erode quickly.

"Good, go to sleep," he said.

Soon, the breath of the girl in her arms became even and long, and it was obvious that she had fallen asleep.

Fu Yuchen was not sleepy.

A normal man holds a beautiful girl in his arms. The girl is still his wife. Isn't it strange that he doesn't feel it?

However, he could not bear to disturb her when he heard that she was sleeping soundly. Moreover, the first night he had planned before, he really didn't want to be here. He felt too hasty and had no sense of ceremony.

Therefore, Fu Yuchen tried to bear it. When he couldn't bear it, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After repeating it all night, I finally had a good sleep in the middle of the night because I was tired.

The next day, when Han Xiyan woke up, he found himself in Fu Yuchen's arms.

She blinked and he didn't disappear.

The memory of last night slowly returned, and the corners of her lips were raised bit by bit. It turned out that he really accompanied her, not a dream!

At the moment, he is still asleep, breathing long, the whole person looks quiet and harmless, some like college students, and has no sense of distance at all.

Her eyes flitted over his just right facial features and finally stayed on his lips. For a time, she couldn't move her eyes.

Do you want to kiss him secretly? She hesitated for a moment. After all, she couldn't stand the temptation and approached him a little.

He didn't feel it until her lips were gently printed on it. He raised his hand and circled her.

Her face turned red and completely stiff in his arms. She didn't know whether to stay still or run away immediately.

"Little cute..." he whispered, holding his hands tighter.

Seeing that he seemed still struggling to wake up, she quickly pushed him, quickly opened the quilt and jumped out of bed.

Such a big noise, Fu Yuchen also woke up.

He opened his eyes and was in a trance until he saw Han Xiyan standing barefoot on the ground.

He was stunned and realized what had happened.

But he also reacted. Now he got up and seemed a little embarrassed. He had no choice but to say, "Xiao Xiyan, scared?"

She bowed her head and bit her lips without speaking.

"Men usually wake up like this in the morning." he smiled: "it's not normal to have no reaction."

She didn't know how to answer, so she kept silent.

Until he slowly slowed down, he got up, took her hand and kissed her on his lips: "today, I'm your model, Korean painter, good morning!"

"Good morning!" she put on her shoes. "I'll wash first!"

"OK." he smiled. "See you later."

In the morning, they had breakfast at home and went to the park to sketch together.

Fu Yuchen really fully cooperated and made his own modeling, while pose was completely in accordance with Han Xiyan's.

The little girl really enjoyed a beautiful feast today. She couldn't put down every picture.

At noon, they ate outside. In the afternoon, Fu Yuchen was afraid that Han Xiyan was tired, so he went to their wedding room.

Although there are no bedding in the studio, you can still take a nap on the swing chair.

So he took her in his arms and slept on it for a while. When I woke up, I began to take off my clothes.

Han Xiyan saw this and quickly stopped: "brother Yuchen, what are you doing?"

He raised his eyebrows; "Let's have some life, such as bathing pictures..." after saying that, there was only a pair of boxers left.