Chapter 161 Have my skills improved in the past 8 years?

Fu Linghe slowly released Yun Zheng's lips, his forehead still resting against hers, and said in a low voice, "Let me show you the photo I just took of you."

After saying that, he let go of Yun Zheng, walked to the bedside table and picked up his cell phone.

Yun Zheng followed him closely, her heart filled with curiosity and anxiety.

Fu Linghe unlocked his phone, opened the album, and pulled out the photos he had just taken. He handed the phone to Yun Zheng and said, "Zheng Zheng, it's been 8 years. Can you check if my photography skills have improved?"

Yun Zheng carefully took the phone, and as soon as her eyes touched the screen, she was instantly attracted.

Every detail of himself in the photo was perfectly captured by Fu Linghe.

She sat by the window, the sunlight shining on her light yellow skirt, the pleats of the skirt were clearly captured, and every line looked like a carefully carved work of art.

The pink diamond necklace around her neck shimmered charmingly in the light, contrasting with her fair skin, emitting a soft and charming luster.

Her hair fell naturally on both sides of her shoulders, and a few strands of hair were gently blown by the breeze, brushing across her face. She looked like a fairy walking out of a painting.

Scrolling further down, there is a photo of her with her head slightly tilted.

At that moment, her profile was perfectly outlined, the lines of her nose were graceful and straight, and her lips were slightly pouting, with a hint of shyness.

There seemed to be a faint blush on her ears, and even the hair hidden behind her ears looked extremely charming.

I turned to another photo, which was the moment when Yun Zheng raised her head.

Her eyes were full of dependence and attachment. Under her long eyelashes, her eyes seemed to be filled with a clear spring, clear and deep.

The light in those eyes seemed like stars twinkling in them, and every ray of light was accurately captured by Fu Linghe.

Her cheeks were lightly flushed, like a rose blooming in the morning light.

Fu Linghe watched Yun Zheng looking at the photo intently, his eyes full of amazement.

He gently raised his hand and brushed a strand of hair that had been blown onto Yun Zheng's face behind her ear. When he spoke again, his voice was gentle and tinged with anticipation, "How is it? Is your husband's photography skills okay?"

Yun Zheng was almost aroused by his words "your husband", and layers of sweet ripples appeared in her heart.

She raised her head and looked at Fu Linghe, her eyes flashing with emotion and love, "You took such a great picture, I can't believe it was me."

Fu Linghe put down his phone, put his hands on Yun Zheng's shoulders, and said seriously, "The camera is just a tool for recording, and the photos are just a record of the real and beautiful you. It's my Zheng Zheng's natural beauty."

After Fu Linghe finished speaking, he lowered his head slightly, and his warm breath gently brushed Yun Zheng's face.

Yun Zheng was still immersed in his sincere words and those stunning photos, and her heartbeat had not yet calmed down.

At this moment, Fu Linghe slowly approached and gently kissed her lips.

The kiss was gentle and cautious at first, as if testing Yun Zheng's reaction.

His lips gently caressed Yun Zheng's lips, with a hint of tentative warmth and softness.

Yun Zheng was slightly startled, then she closed her eyes gently, and subconsciously put her hands on Fu Linghe's shoulders, responding to his gentle kiss.

Fu Linghe felt her response, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. He gently increased the intensity of the kiss, pouring all his love and affection into it.

After a long while, Fu Linghe reluctantly let go of Yun Zheng's lips, his voice low and gentle, "Let's go, I'll help you wash up, and then we can have lunch."

Yun Zheng nodded shyly, and Fu Linghe gently picked her up and walked towards the bathroom.

He walked steadily and cautiously, and every step seemed to be filled with endless pampering.

When he arrived at the bathroom, Fu Linghe first gently placed Yun Zheng next to the chair prepared in front of the sink, then turned on the faucet and adjusted the water temperature.

He gently wet a soft towel with water of appropriate temperature, wrung it out, and then carefully wiped Yun Zheng's cheek with the towel. His fingers gently slid across her cheek, taking away some of the tiredness on her face.

After Fu Linghe wiped Yun Zheng's face clean, he took out some rose-scented mouthwash. When he handed the cup to her lips, his fingertips rubbed her slightly swollen lower lip imperceptibly.

Yun Zheng hurriedly held the rim of the cup in her mouth. When she lowered her eyes to rinse her mouth, she caught a glimpse of his Adam's apple rolling gently with the sound of swallowing, and her heart trembled uncontrollably.

After everything was packed up, Fu Linghe suddenly took out two moon-white bathrobes from the closet.

The bathrobe belt was decorated with pink diamond tassels of the same color as the necklace, and a slight shake would reflect fine rainbow light.

He unfolded one of the garments and draped it over Yun Zheng's shoulders. The silk fabric slid across her skin, causing a slight shiver. "You've made it here with great difficulty. I'll take you to soak in the bath for a while. It will improve blood circulation and help your wound heal."

Before Yun Zheng could react, she was picked up horizontally.

As they walked through the corridor, she curled up in Fu Linghe's arms and counted the dark patterns on the third button of his shirt, her nose filled with the warm scent of cedar mixed with amber on his body.

It was not until the warm steam hit their faces that they realized they had arrived at the hot spring pool surrounded by bamboo forest.

Fu Linghe half-knelt on the cobblestone ground, placing Yun Zheng's ankle on his knees.

He removed the bandage more carefully than a bomb disposal expert. When his fingertips touched the swollen area, he suddenly lowered his head and placed a kiss on the pale blue veins.

Yun Zheng's toes suddenly curled up, and the splashing water droplets happened to fall on the depression of his collarbone, slowly sliding into the collar along the texture.

"It seems that Zheng Zheng's foot has recovered well." He chuckled and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his chest as bright as moonlight.

Yun Zheng hurriedly turned her face away, but from the reflection in the mist, she saw his back muscles undulating like distant mountains as he took off his clothes.

When the hot spring water reached her waist, Fu Linghe suddenly hugged her from behind.

His wet black hair brushed against Yun Zheng's ear. He put his arm across her waist and held her in his arms. "Zheng Zheng, can you please stop moving and let me hold you?"

Yun Zheng had no chance to refuse. He suddenly took her earlobe in his mouth and bit it gently, and his warm palm moved along her waistline, causing ripples.

A man's mouth is a lie!

Just a second ago, he said it was just a hug, what does this hand mean?

Fu Linghe suddenly held her waist and turned around, switching their positions, and ripples appeared on the water surface.

He held Yun Zheng's neck and let her lie on his shoulder. He inserted his fingers into hers and interlocked them. His wet eyelashes brushed across her eyelids. He said for no reason, "Yun Zheng, you are a goblin!"