Chapter 178 Feed you first, then I'll eat!

Although Fu Linghe's kiss was eager, it was also very gentle, making people want to drown in it.

Yun Zheng felt a little dizzy from his kiss, and her hands unconsciously climbed up his shoulders. Her fingertips tightened slightly, wrinkling his shirt.

Fu Linghe's palm slowly moved up from her waist, his fingertips gently stroked her back, causing a slight tremor.

Fu Linghe exerted a little force with his arms and easily picked her up sideways, walking steadily towards the sofa beside him.

Yun Zheng was gently placed on the sofa, her body wrapped in the softness of the sofa.

Fu Linghe leaned over to look at him, his hands supported on her sides, his eyes filled with undisguised love.

The cool woody scent on his body instantly surrounded Yun Zheng.

Fu Linghe's kiss fell again, with a hint of eagerness.

Yun Zheng couldn't help but let out a low moan, her fingers tightly grasping the shirt on his chest, her breathing becoming more rapid.

Fu Linghe's palm slowly moved down along her waistline, and he wrapped his hand around her slender waist, tightening his big palm slightly.

Yun Zheng closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, she was ready.

But Fu Linghe didn't know what he was thinking of, and all his movements came to an abrupt stop.

When Yun Zheng opened her eyes, the man had already stood up. She looked at Fu Linghe in confusion, "Fu Linghe, what's wrong?"

Fu Linghe stood beside the sofa, ripping off his tie in annoyance. He didn't dare look at Yun Zheng, and his tone was filled with obvious restraint. "You haven't eaten since you left the manor."

Yun Zheng had imagined many reasons why he stopped halfway, but she never expected it to be this reason.

"I'm not hungry." Yun Zheng's voice was a little coquettish, and a hint of loss flashed in her eyes.

"Unsatisfied." Fu Linghe chuckled softly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"You're not hungry, and I'm not full either." Fu Linghe leaned forward slightly, his fingers gently stroking Yun Zheng's cheek. His slightly hoarse voice seemed to be restraining some emotion. "Feed you first, and then I'll eat slowly."

Yun Zheng heard a hint of danger in the man's suppressed voice, but by the time she reacted, Fu Linghe had already stood up straight.

He turned and walked to the phone in the room, dialed the internal line, and asked them to send up the food.

Yun Zheng sat on the sofa, looking at his tall back, feeling a little complicated. Her cheeks were still flushed, her fingers were unconsciously twisting the corners of his clothes, and her heartbeat had not yet completely calmed down.

Not long after, there was a gentle knock on the door and a hotel waiter came in pushing a food cart.

The dining car was filled with exquisite dishes, and the aroma was everywhere.

Fu Linghe signaled them to push the dining cart to the table, then waved his hand and the waiter respectfully retreated.

Fu Linghe walked over to Yun Zheng, gently held her hand, and led her to sit at the dining table.

His movements were gentle and natural, as if the passion and restraint just now had never happened.

"Eat something first." Fu Linghe whispered, his tone filled with a gentleness that could not be refused, "Continue!"

When Yun Zheng heard the first half of his words, she was a little touched, but when she heard him finish, the smile on her lips froze instantly!

Fu Linghe was captivated by his wife's cuteness!

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of steamed fish and put it in her bowl, then carefully picked out the fish bones with skillful and focused movements.

Yun Zheng watched his slender fingers moving among the dishes, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

"Try this, it should taste good." He handed the selected fish to her mouth with a gentle look in his eyes.

Yun Zheng was slightly stunned, then she opened her mouth and took a light bite. The fish was tender and juicy, melting in her mouth.

Her eyes lit up slightly, "It's delicious."

The corners of Fu Linghe's lips rose slightly, revealing a faint smile, "As long as you like it."

He picked up another shrimp, peeled the shell gracefully, and put the tender shrimp meat into her bowl.

Yun Zheng looked at his focused expression and said softly, "Just eat yours. You don't have to take care of me like that. I can do it myself."

Fu Linghe raised his eyes and glanced at her, his eyes carrying a trace of unquestionable determination, "I just want to take care of you."

Yun Zheng's heart trembled slightly, and her cheeks flushed again.

She lowered her head, gently picked up the shrimp meat from the bowl and put it into her mouth. The sweetness of the shrimp meat spread in her mouth, and her mood relaxed.

Fu Linghe didn't say anything else, but just stayed by her side quietly, picking up food for her and peeling shrimps from time to time, his movements gentle and meticulous.

As soon as Yun Zheng put down her chopsticks, Fu Linghe's gaze fell on her again, and the desire in his eyes was stronger than before.

He stood up, walked around the dining table, and came to her side. His slender fingers gently stroked her shoulders, and the warmth of his fingertips was transmitted to her skin through the thin fabric.

"Are you full?" His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of a smile.

Yun Zheng looked up at him, her cheeks slightly red, and nodded gently, "Yeah."

Fu Linghe's fingers slowly slid down her shoulders and landed on her waist. He gently embraced her and lifted her up from the chair.

Yun Zheng's body involuntarily moved close to him, feeling the rise and fall of his chest and the rhythm of his heartbeat.

"Now, it's my turn." His voice was almost close to her ear, and his warm breath sprayed on her ear, bringing a tingling sensation.

Yun Zheng's heartbeat suddenly quickened, her fingers unconsciously grasping his collar, her voice trembling, "Fu Linghe..."

Fu Linghe didn't give her the chance to continue speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

His kiss was gentle and lingering. Yun Zheng was held tightly in his arms, and her breath was filled with the cool woody scent of his body.

Fu Linghe exerted a little force with his arms, picked her up sideways, and walked towards the bedroom with steady steps.

Yun Zheng's cheek was pressed against his chest, and her ears could hear his strong heartbeat, which mixed with her rapid breathing to form an intoxicating rhythm.

The lighting in the bedroom is soft and dim, and the warm yellow light shines on the dark sheets, creating an ambiguous and warm atmosphere.

The night outside the window is quiet, and the breeze gently blows through the curtains, bringing a hint of coolness, but it cannot dispel the heat in the room.

Fu Linghe carefully protected her head and placed her gently on the bed.

Yun Zheng's back sank into the soft mattress, and she felt his breath as he leaned over her.

Her heartbeat quickened, and a light blush spread across her cheeks.

Fu Linghe's palm gently stroked her cheek. There was a hint of coolness on his fingertips, but it made her little face even hotter.

His eyes were deep and fiery, as if they wanted to devour Yun Zheng.

He lowered his head and kissed her fiercely, "Yun Zheng, I really love you to death!"

The moonlight outside the window shines in through the gaps in the curtains, adding a hazy beauty to the room...