Chapter 135 Extra 3 Love Record (1)

Zhou Zhou and Cheng Yu were invited to the wedding.

It is the wedding of Mr. Yang’s son from Taohui Group.

Four years ago, Cheng Yu invested money to rescue a company that was in a dilemma.

The three founders stayed true to their original aspirations and have been committed to improving the product for several years. Finally, with this funding, they led Taohui to a higher level.

Zhou Zhou was busy all day and didn't have time to eat lunch.

When the food was served on the table, she started eating.

After taking a few bites, I found that Cheng Yu hadn't moved.

When I looked up curiously, I found that he was leaning sideways, with one hand resting on the back of the chair, staring at the big screen in front of him, as if thinking about something.

On the screen was the record of the newlyweds’ love affair.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Cheng Yu didn't say anything, staring at the video intently.

I didn't look away until the show was over.

He snorted lightly, somewhat dissatisfied after realizing it belatedly: "Why wasn't there such a record when we got married?"

Zhou Zhou thought he was going to say something and laughed, "Ours is not allowed to be broadcast."

Cheng Yu raised his eyebrows, with a questioning look in his eyes.

"We don't have any history of being in love." Zhou Zhou scooped a bowl of soup for him and whispered teasingly as he got close to him, "Do you want the guests to watch us do it or watch us quarrel?"

From the time they met to the time they were together, they had almost no relationship experience to show off.

A relationship that is not very acceptable to the world.

Not normal.

Mr. Yang’s son and his wife met in college. They started out in love when they were young and naive, and they were in love for nine years. Finally, they got married and are together.

From the moment you fall in love, there are naturally many treasured moments.

Her legs were pinched, and Cheng Yu grabbed her thighs under the table: "You only remember to do it, have you deleted love?"

He became even more dissatisfied.

When he returned home that night, he kept thinking about this matter.

Cheng Yu took out the photo album on his phone. During the four years of their marriage and courtship, there were more and more photos of them together in the album, but there was no such record.

There was some filming when we got married, but it was too commercial and not satisfactory.

I always feel bad.

Zhou Zhou came out of the shower and noticed that the wall lamp in the living room was still on.

Cheng Yu sat on the sofa, his head slightly lowered, visible from behind. The dim light from the wall lamp cast a shadow on him, and he seemed to be in deep meditation.

Zhou Zhou approached quietly and saw him staring blankly at his phone.

He wasn't completely distracted, and still heard the shuffling of slippers. When her hands pinched his shoulders, he called her in a sticky voice, "Wife."

Zhou Zhou nodded.

Cheng Yu asked: "Do you love me?"

Zhou Zhou choked, and the fingers on his shoulders paused for a second before regaining consciousness. He kneaded gently, "...Then let's go."

"Why are you leaving?" She heard his happy ending tone.

Typical of someone who takes advantage of others.

She said nothing.

Cheng Yu held her hand and looked up at her with a wanton smile on his face, "Zhou Zhou, why do you love me so much?"

"No, I deleted it." She spoke in a deliberately cold tone, tit for tat.

"I'll give you three seconds to withdraw." Cheng Yu turned around from the sofa, half-knelt on the sofa and looked at her, without any threat, "Or I will really do it."

Seeing him pretending to be fierce, Zhou Zhou raised his eyes slightly, lifted his chin with his fingers, and said with a look of aloofness and arrogance: "You want to do it and love it at the same time, who made you so greedy?"

She had just taken a shower and her hair was still wet and messy, draping over her shoulders.

The bright red nightgown wrapped around her body made her skin look whiter. She glanced down at him condescendingly, really like a queen who looked down on everything.

The next second, everything went dark and she covered his eyes.

"Do you still want to leave?" she smiled.

I immediately walked around to the sofa and discussed with him where to go.

After marriage, Zhou Zhou discovered that under Cheng Yu's unruly appearance, there was also an insatiable little beast.

While discussing business with a client, he heard that Chang'an Temple was particularly effective for praying for marriage, so without saying a word, he drove Zhou Zhou for five hours and climbed the mountain for two hours to pray for marriage.

Zhou Zhou was exhausted and panting, feeling helpless: "We are already married, why are we still looking for a good marriage?"

"Consolidate." Cheng Yu said confidently.

Zhou Zhou didn't understand his unconventional idea, she just felt that climbing the stairs was making her body fall apart.

Kneeling on the mat, her mind was blank and she had no thoughts.

Seeing Cheng Yu's pious face, all the fatigue in her body was suddenly swept away, leaving only some subtle things flowing in her heart, filling her heart and lungs.

Zhou Zhou closed his eyes and made a wish piously.

In addition to seeking a marriage partner, he always has a lot of things he wants to be fulfilled, whether he heard it from others or had a sudden idea on his own.

At first Zhou Zhou didn't understand.

She is a novice when it comes to love.

It was not until a year after their marriage that Xiaokang, a designer in the studio, fell in love. She would occasionally shyly share stories about her and her boyfriend in the office, and Zhou Zhou suddenly realized what was going on.

It’s not that Cheng Yu has a lot of things he wants to be satisfied with, but that he wants to love her more.

There are always people who say that marriage is a life that gradually loses passion and becomes dull, it is the dullness after falling in love, and it is a stagnant pool of water after the enthusiasm.

Cheng Yu never let her feel such a gap.

Including this record, recording between them.

They left without any hesitation, without even having time to apply for a flight route. They bought tickets for the next morning and went to Italy.

They hired a cameraman in Milan.

There is no purpose, no guidance in filming, just a pure record of their lives.

Zhou Zhou was not used to it at first.

They were feeding pigeons in front of Milan Cathedral. The pigeon was perched on her hand when Cheng Yu hugged her. She was laughing heartily, but the next second she became twitching and stiff.

She saw the camera was pointing at her.

Cheng Yu was much more relaxed and strolled around holding her hand.

Later, she traveled to several countries and cities, looking for different photographers in different places, and she gradually adapted.

The cameraman rarely speaks and doesn't get too close to them. As long as you don't deliberately look for the camera, you can almost forget the cameraman's existence.

A month later, they returned to the capital.

All these materials were stored in a USB drive, and Cheng Yu asked someone to edit them as soon as he came back.

At the beginning, Zhou Zhou still remembered and asked about the progress.

After a few days, I got busy and put this matter behind me for the time being.

One time, Pei Shuchen and Cheng Yu were having dinner and wanted to find some new activities to do.

When asked what he thought, Cheng Yu replied irrelevantly, "Zhou Zhou designed a house for me before."

The house was only officially renovated at the beginning of this year.

Pei Shuchen and the others all knew about the house design, but they didn't take it too seriously. They only remembered it when Cheng Yu mentioned it.

The house has been under construction for several months, but I haven’t lived in it yet.

So, Pei Shuchen, who was thinking about new activities, set his eyes on Cheng Yu's renovated house and clamored to warm up the house for them.

Cheng Yu responded coldly: "The bed outside is not warm enough for you."

"The bed outside is covered with wild flowers! I just want to use my 37-degree body to warm you, Brother Yu!" Pei Shuchen said meanly.

"roll."