Chapter 185 Zheng Zheng, can’t you be a little more possessive of me?

Yun Zheng was confused by Fu Linghe's inexplicable words!

What does it mean to let her be a little selfish?

Yun Zheng blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering like a small fan, and looked at him blankly, "I...how am I not selfish?"

Fu Linghe sighed helplessly and gently pinched her soft cheek with his fingertips. "How can a wife be like you? When her husband asks her to stay with him, she still pushes him away?"

Yun Zheng finally reacted, and a blush appeared on the tip of her ears.

She huddled in the bed, revealing only a pair of watery eyes. "I'm just worried about delaying your work..."

"Work isn't as important as you." Fu Linghe pulled her out of the bed and let her lie on his chest. "The preparations for the annual meeting are almost complete. My mission today is to be with you."

"Besides, if you send me messages while I'm at work, that's not interrupting me, that's replenishing my energy. I wish you could bombard me with messages!"

[Note: Fu Linghe's inner thoughts: This is so spicy~ I accidentally said the truth. My wife, don't you think I'm a very casual person?]

Yun Zheng's heart beat faster because of his sudden love words. With her cheek pressed against his strong chest, she could clearly hear his strong heartbeat.

She was thinking about how to respond to Fu Linghe's words, but before she could open her mouth, Fu Linghe spoke first.

"By the way, the dress Bella altered for you is finished. I'll have it delivered to you this afternoon for you to try on. If there's anything you're not satisfied with, ask her to alter it."

Yun Zheng rested her head on the man's chest and shook it gently. "It was already perfect the last time I tried it. No need to change it."

"Only the most perfect thing in the world can be worthy of my Zheng Zheng." Fu Linghe reached out and gently stroked Yun Zheng's back, and every word he said hit Yun Zheng's heart.

"Where do you want to go this afternoon? I'll go with you."

Yun Zheng thought about it and didn't seem to be interested. "Forget it, I'd better stay at home. I don't really want to go out."

Fu Linghe chuckled softly, his warm palms gently caressing her waist. "That's perfect. I don't want to let you go out either."

Yun Zheng's ears turned even redder as she was teased by him. She murmured softly, "You..."

"What's wrong with me?" Fu Linghe deliberately leaned close to her ear, the hot breath spraying on her sensitive earlobe, "Hmm?"

Yun Zheng shrank her neck and reached out to push him away, "Stop it..."

Fu Linghe suddenly turned over and pressed her under him, his deep eyes filled with tenderness. "You can stop making trouble, but you have to promise me one thing."

"What's the matter?" Yun Zheng looked at him suspiciously, feeling a little nervous, afraid that he would make excessive demands.

"Next time when I'm not with you, you have to take the initiative to send me a message!"

The words spoken in Fu Linghe's deep voice did not match his identity or appearance at all!

"Zheng Zheng, I just want to be a henpecked husband. Can't you be a little more possessive of me?"

When Fu Linghe said this, his entire aura softened.

His deep eyebrows were slightly drooped, and his thick eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes. His usually fierce face now revealed a bit of grievance.

His hands were around Yun Zheng's waist, but he deliberately restrained his strength, as if he was afraid of hurting her, but was reluctant to let go all at once.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his voice was a few notes lower than usual, with a deep voice and a little hoarseness, "Zheng Zheng..."

The ending tone rises slightly, like a coquettish tone, but also like an accusation.

His lips almost touched hers as he spoke, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive skin, causing her to shiver slightly.

Fu Linghe's inner thoughts: Damn it! My image is completely ruined... But no matter what, I have to get my wife's consent today!

His fingertips unconsciously circled around a strand of Yun Zheng's long hair, and his slender fingers seemed particularly restless.

While speaking, his eyes were fixed on Yun Zheng's. His dark pupils were full of anticipation, and also a rare bit of uneasiness, as if he was afraid of being rejected.

The worst thing is that after he said this, he actually bit his lower lip lightly!

The Fu CEO, who was usually so decisive in the business world, was now like a big boy asking for candy, using the most foul expression and saying the softest words.

Fu Linghe held her hand and exerted a little force, easily switching their positions.

His body leaned forward slightly, and two buttons of his shirt collar had been undone due to the play just now, revealing a sexy collarbone.

He enveloped Yun Zheng in his arms, yet carefully maintained a certain distance, as if giving her space to think, or as if silently exerting pressure on her.

Yun Zheng's heart skipped a beat and her cheeks felt like they were burning because of his look.

She subconsciously grabbed the loose collar of Fu Linghe's shirt, and her fingertips accidentally touched his warm skin, and she shrank back as if burned.

"You..." She stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence, her watery eyes dodging his burning gaze, "How could there be such a thing as you."

Fu Linghe took the opportunity to grab her hand that was about to retreat and pressed it against his chest. "Do you feel it?"

His heartbeat was fast and heavy. "It gets hard here when I go to work and don't hear from you all day."

Fu Linghe: Hiss~, my love words are too corny. I wonder if my wife thinks I’m greasy?

Yun Zheng was caught off guard by his sudden straight shot. The sound of his strong heartbeat under her fingertips made her fingertips numb.

Her face flushed as she tried to pull her hand back, but Fu Linghe held her hand firmly.

"Let me go!" she whispered, "I promise I'll text you every day from now on!"

Fu Linghe's eyes lit up, and he pressed the issue, "At least 20 a day?"

"10!" Yun Zheng bargained subconsciously.

"Deal!" Fu Linghe quickly agreed, as if afraid she would change her mind. "But it has to include at least one voice call and one video call."

Fu Linghe's inner thoughts: I've made a killing! My wife's voice is the best. I secretly listen to it when I'm alone in the office.

Yun Zheng: “…”

She really couldn't understand Fu Linghe's thinking. Wouldn't it be annoying to have someone sending messages to her every day?

Since Yun Zheng didn't say anything, Fu Linghe took her as her automatic consent!

A satisfied smile appeared in Fu Linghe's eyes, and his fingertips were entwined with Yun Zheng's hair again and again.

He suddenly lowered his head and nuzzled her red earlobe, his voice hoarse with satisfaction, "That's right!"

The man placed his palm lightly on her lower back, massaging her with just the right amount of force, not too light or too heavy.

"Zheng Zheng, I will definitely keep my distance from other women, but I can't avoid them seeing me and pouncing on me. If I don't get away in time, you'll have to claim your sovereignty!"

Fu Linghe suddenly exerted force with his palm and picked up Yun Zheng by the waist. She hurriedly grabbed the collar of his shirt at the back of his neck, and her fingertips felt the beating pulse under his skin.

The setting sun shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows gilded his face, and Yun Zheng saw her own trembling reflection shattered into stars in his eyes.

"Claim sovereignty..." He lowered his head and quickly kissed her on the lips, his voice mixed with the rustling of leaves in the breeze outside the window, "Like this—"

His scorching fingertips still lingered on the crook of her waist, his voice steady, "When someone of the opposite sex approaches me, you stand by me, take my hand, and take me away, understand?"

Yun Zheng really doesn't know anything!