Chapter 169: Zheng Zheng has to personally appease the jealous king~

Yun Zheng's fingertips, which were deprived of oxygen from the kiss, were still holding the hot mobile phone, and the warmth seemed to spread through her fingertips to her whole body.

Her eyes inadvertently swept across the lingering teeth marks on Fu Linghe's neck. The faint marks seemed to silently tell of the passionate intimacy just now, making her thoughts drift back to the lingering moments just now.

When Fu Linghe released Yun Zheng, both of them were breathing heavily. Yun Zheng's cheeks were as red as ripe apples, and her delicate complexion was even more attractive under the warm yellow light.

Her eyes were sparkling, as if hiding the sea of ​​stars, and gleaming with the glimmer of love.

She raised her hand gently, and her slender fingers were like soft feathers, gently hitting Fu Linghe's chest again and again.

Each blow was accompanied by a hint of anger, as if she wanted to rub all the little emotions in her heart into this action. She scolded, "An An is my best friend. Can you please not be so hostile to him?"

Fu Linghe, however, had a cold face and refused bluntly, "No!"

There was undisguised jealousy in the tone, and every syllable was faintly sour.

Fu Linghe angrily spoke of the reason for his jealousy, each word coming out through gritted teeth, tinged with jealousy, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction. "Ever since she shared that story about the resident singer with you, Cen Li'an and I have been irreconcilable!"

He frowned slightly, a barely perceptible sharpness flashed in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth drooped unconsciously, as if the presence of the resident singer was a threat to him.

Yun Zheng sighed helplessly, and that sigh was full of indulgence.

She knew that Cen Lian just wanted to share with her the interesting things during the trip, but she saw Fu Linghe's jealous look.

She didn't want to explain any more, as explaining would only make things more confusing.

Yun Zheng stretched out her slender fingers, gently raised her hand and stroked Fu Linghe's cheek, coaxing him softly, "Okay, okay, I know you're jealous. But An An is just my good friend, and you are my favorite..."

Yun Zheng's eyes were full of sincerity, and her gaze was fixed on Fu Linghe, as if she wanted to show him her thoughts without reservation.

After hearing this, Fu Linghe's expression eased a little, and his tightly pursed lips relaxed slightly, but the jealousy in his heart had not completely dissipated.

Yun Zheng felt a little relieved when she saw that Fu Linghe's expression had relaxed.

She gently stood on tiptoe and leaned close to his ear, her warm breath spraying on his ear with a bit of coquettishness, "Don't be angry, okay? I promise that I will never talk about other men with An An in front of you in the future."

Fu Linghe's ears felt slightly hot, and her breath seemed to carry an electric current, instantly running through his whole body.

He subconsciously put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. He lowered his head and stared into her sparkling eyes. His voice was low and hoarse. "If you don't talk in front of me, then you mean you're going to talk behind my back."

When Yun Zheng heard what Fu Linghe said, she was immediately at a loss for words. She quickly shook her head and explained, "No, no, that's not what I meant! I mean, I won't talk about this with An An anymore, no matter if it's in front of you or behind your back!"

As she spoke, she gently poked his chest with her fingertips, her tone a bit coquettish and helpless, "Why are you so obsessed with the key points? I've already told you that I love you the most, and you're still so worried."

Fu Linghe looked down at her, his eyes still filled with suspicion, but the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a hint of a smile, "Really? Then swear."

Seeing him like this, Yun Zheng's heart softened. She raised her hand and pretended to be serious. "Okay, I swear! I will never talk to An An about anything that makes you jealous, otherwise... otherwise I will..."

She was just thinking about how to swear when Fu Linghe suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips, cutting off her unfinished words. His kiss was gentle and lingering, with a bit of overbearing possessiveness, as if he was declaring his sovereignty.

Yun Zheng felt a little dizzy from his kiss, and her arms unconsciously wrapped around his neck, leaning her whole body into his arms. Fu Linghe didn't let her go until both of them were a little breathless. He rested his forehead against hers and said in a low and gentle voice, "No need to swear, I believe you."

Yun Zheng's cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with sweet smiles. She softly hummed a "hmm," leaning against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, her heart at peace.

However, at this moment, Yun Zheng's phone suddenly vibrated again. She looked down and saw a video message from Cen Li'an on the screen. Fu Linghe's eyes also fell on the phone, and his expression, which had just relaxed, suddenly turned cold again.

Yun Zheng's heart tightened, and she quickly explained, "This must be the video that the network card failed to send. I'll delete it now!"

As she spoke, she reached for the delete button, but Fu Linghe grabbed her phone first and clicked on the video with a cold expression. In the video, a handsome young man was holding a guitar and singing a love song with deep emotion. His voice was gentle and beautiful.

Fu Linghe's face darkened instantly, his eyes filled with jealousy and dissatisfaction.

He looked up at Yun Zheng, his tone cold and hard, "Is this what you mean by not talking anymore?"

Yun Zheng quickly waved her hands, almost jumping up in anxiety. "No, no! This is really the video that didn't send successfully. I had no idea she would send it! I'm blocking her right now and will never answer her calls again!"

Fu Linghe snorted coldly and stuffed the phone back into her hand. There was a hint of sourness in his tone, "No need to block me, lest you accuse me of being unreasonable again. But you have to promise me one thing."

Yun Zheng nodded quickly, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, "You tell me! I'll agree to anything!"

Fu Linghe looked down at her, a sly look in his eyes. "Every time she sends you a video like this from now on, you have to watch it in front of me, and you have to praise me for being more handsome than the guy in the video."

Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing. She reached out and pinched his face, her tone full of doting, "Okay, okay, I promise you everything."

Yun Zheng sometimes really wants to call the police. Sometimes she can’t even tell whether she is coaxing her husband or her son!

Fu Linghe finally nodded in satisfaction, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "That's more or less. However, just promising is not enough, you have to prove it with actual actions."

Yun Zheng looked up at him, her eyes full of smiles, "Then how do you want me to prove it?"