After everything calmed down, Fu Chenyuan came out and found that the outside world was unusually peaceful.

Fu Chenyuan's heart tightened, and he hurried to the hot spring pool, where he breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Wanning lay on the edge of the pool, her face resting on her arm, her cheeks flushed, and she had actually fallen asleep.

She's so carefree.

She's so well-behaved when she's drunk.

I wonder if Jiang Wanning has ever been drunk before.

She was drunk, and she would do whatever anyone asked her to do.

Just like when he kissed her, saying it was only natural for him to kiss his wife, she retorted that it was only natural for her to kiss her husband.

When she's drunk, she'll be affectionate and clingy, very obedient and sweet, but she also keeps a strong sense of boundaries between men and women.

Remembering what Jiang Wanning said when she was drunk, that boys shouldn't let just anyone touch them, only their lovers.

He wouldn't. It's not that he's indifferent to women; it's just that the person isn't her.

Fu Chenyuan gently called to her, "Wanwan, go to bed."

The hot spring water is kept at a constant temperature, so you don't have to worry about it getting cold. Instead, you should worry about getting dizzy if you soak for too long.

He was also worried that Jiang Wanning had fainted from being soaked in the water, so he reached out to check her breathing. Her breathing was shallow and even, so she must be asleep.

After only a second of hesitation, Fu Chenyuan took the towel and personally scooped Jiang Wanning up.

Although we tried our best to avoid it, it was still unavoidable that we would encounter some sensitive areas.

When someone pulled me out, I suddenly felt a chill.

Jiang Wanning opened her eyes, which were still somewhat blurry.

"do what?"

"It's time to go to bed."

"Okay," she replied obediently. "I'm so sleepy, hold me."

"who I am?"

“My husband,” she replied.

She was serious about this marriage.

I even met his parents today; the last vestiges of my sanity still hold onto those memories.

Fu Chenyuan's heart softened. She threw herself into his arms. Through the thick, soft towel, her sweet fragrance filled his nostrils. She was a soft, yielding figure in his embrace.

Carry the person onto the bed.

Her hair was wet.

Fu Chenyuan covered Jiang Wanning with the blanket, carefully dried her wet hair, and then took a hairdryer to dry her hair.

Jiang Wanning was extremely sleepy, half-asleep and half-awake, letting Fu Chenyuan do whatever he wanted.

Fu Chenyuan dried Jiang Wanning's hair and wanted to help her get dressed, but Jiang Wanning was uncooperative and instead wrapped herself tightly in the blanket.

But after only a short while, she felt hot again, so she stretched her hands out and kicked off the blanket.

Fu Chenyuan had already turned off the brighter lights in the room, leaving only a small lamp on.

In the dim light, the lamplight was hazy, and the enclosed space was filled with an ambiguous and mysterious atmosphere.

She was only covered by a small blanket around her waist, her beautiful body half-concealed and half-revealed in front of Fu Chenyuan.

Fu Chenyuan never considered himself a virtuous man who was free from worldly desires; his heart was filled with immense darkness and lust, which he sought to darken his bright moon.

Fu Chenyuan's breathing quickened. He also got into bed, leaned down next to Jiang Wanning, and placed his lips on her ear.

The hot breath sprayed on Jiang Wanning's ear, making her feel a little itchy.

A kiss landed gently on my lips, so hot.

Jiang Wanning suddenly opened her eyes and met Fu Chenyuan's lustful gaze.

She froze for a few seconds, then reached out and covered Fu Chenyuan's eyes: "Don't look at me like that."

Her words sounded like a murmur, like a delirium.

Unbeknownst to her, someone was on the verge of going insane.

Fu Chenyuan lowered his head and showered him with delicate kisses, from his earlobe to his neck, then to his collarbone, and continued downwards.

She seemed to sense something, and her reaction was a mixture of avoidance and appeasement.

He left his mark on her...

The next day, when Jiang Wanning woke up, there was a long, strong arm across her waist.

No wonder I had a dream about flying yesterday.

In her dream, she stood on a mountain and tried to fly down, but she couldn't fly and quickly fell to the bottom of a cliff.

Fu Chenyuan's hand was pressing down on her all night; it would be strange if she could fly.

Jiang Wanning didn't move. Her consciousness quickly returned, and then her expression froze because she realized that she was completely naked under the covers.

She tried hard to recall yesterday's memories.

She drank too much fruit wine yesterday and actually got drunk?

And then what?

A kiss? She asked Fu Chenyuan if he wanted another kiss.

Also, she touched Fu Chenyuan's face, as if teasing him. Some fragmented memories flashed through her mind, and then she couldn't remember anything else.

The two people were lying face to face.

Fu Chenyuan, who usually gets up early, is still asleep now, I don't know what he did last night.

Jiang Wanning quietly assessed the situation and found that apart from feeling a little dizzy, she felt no other abnormalities.

She didn't know whether she should breathe a sigh of relief or what.

As expected, the rumors were true; Fu Chenyuan was not interested in women.

Otherwise, during the several times they shared a bed, he didn't seem to do anything other than kiss him.

Jiang Wanning reached for her phone on the bedside table to check the time. She moved very quietly.

I immediately saw the message from Su Zhihan.

[How was it? Was yesterday a blast from springtime? You got drunk and insisted that your CEO, Mr. Fu, carry you. He was so patient and good-natured. Ningning, I suspect that Mr. Fu might have a crush on you? And then finally married you, getting his wish.]

Do you have a crush on her?

How could that be!

Jiang Wanning was quite certain that they had no prior interaction.

Is spring still in full bloom?

Jiang Wanning replied to Su Zhihan with an ellipsis.

Su Zhihan had been awake for a long time. The air in the manor was fresh, and people slept very well. So, after saying goodnight to Gu Lingyang yesterday, the night owl went back to her room, took a shower, and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Seeing Jiang Wanning reply to her so quickly, Su Zhihan knew that yesterday's plan had failed. She was disappointed in Jiang Wanning. Just by reading the words, Jiang Wanning could guess Su Zhihan's mood and expression at this moment.

[Type "CEO Fu is no good" in the chat! His wife is drunk, and he won't even sleep with her?! Good heavens! How are those novels about CEOs who get drunk and have sex going to continue? How can this happen in real life?! Aaaaaah! Is your CEO Fu really abstaining? How can he resist making a move on you?!]

Jiang Wanning imagined Su Zhihan jumping up and down, and couldn't help but smile, her eyes crinkling.

She picked up her phone, ready to reply, when she felt a burning gaze upon her.

Jiang Wanning looked over and saw that Fu Chenyuan had woken up at some point.

Her phone fell to the ground, and Fu Chenyuan caught it.

Then, Fu Chenyuan glanced at their chat interface.

Jiang Wanning felt utterly humiliated, and her face flushed instantly.

Fu Chenyuan said slowly and deliberately, "I'm not good enough? Do I need to get drunk and lose control?"

Jiang Wanning hurriedly wrapped the blanket around herself and sat up.

Fu Chenyuan wasn't wearing a shirt either. At that moment, Jiang Wanning pulled the blanket away, and Fu Chenyuan sat up, his upper body bare, his muscles clearly defined, making Jiang Wanning unsure where to look.

"My friend was just joking. Hanhan is just a bit of a joker."

Jiang Wanning reached out, trying to take the phone back.

Fu Chenyuan didn't make things difficult for her. He handed her the phone, but then suddenly pinned her against the headboard, his tone very serious: "So what about you? Were you disappointed that I didn't touch you yesterday?"