Chapter 217 No matter how hard your mouth is, you will be soft when you kiss!

Fu Linghe chuckled and nuzzled her cheek. "When will Mrs. Fu change her habit of saying one thing and thinking another?"

He deliberately lowered his voice, and his warm breath brushed her earlobe, "You dare to say that you can sleep without holding me at night?"

Yun Zheng was speechless for a moment, because she really couldn't sleep well without him.

Fu Linghe took the opportunity to grab her wrist and press it over her head, with a triumphant smile in his eyes.

He leaned over and bit her collarbone, "Honey, it's not shameful to admit that you can't live without me."

Yun Zheng was embarrassed and annoyed by his teasing. She turned her head away and didn't look at him, but the tips of her ears were red as if dripping blood.

Fu Linghe chuckled, his fingertips gently caressing her wrist, his voice soft and seductive, "I can understand that Mrs. Fu has tacitly agreed."

She pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyelashes trembling slightly, like a kitten forced into a corner, clearly feeling guilty but trying to pretend to be calm.

Fu Linghe was not in a hurry. He leaned over slowly, his thin lips almost touching her earlobe, and deliberately dragged out his tone, "Then tonight you...

"So what!" Yun Zheng finally couldn't help herself and turned to glare at him. However, her watery eyes didn't hold any intimidation at all. Instead, they looked like she was being coquettish. "Just...it's warmer if I hold you while you sleep. Is that not okay?"

Fu Linghe's smile deepened, and he lowered his head and pecked her lips lightly, "Okay, of course."

He released her wrist and instead put his arm around her waist, pulling her into his arms. "But, since Mrs. Fu has admitted it, you can't be so stubborn anymore."

Yun Zheng was hugged tightly by him, her cheek pressed against his chest, and she could clearly hear his strong heartbeat.

She muttered softly, "Who's being stubborn?"

"Hmm?" Fu Linghe raised his eyebrows and pretended to kiss her again.

Yun Zheng quickly put her hand on his shoulder and blushed as she compromised, "I understand!"

He then smiled with satisfaction, and gently pinched the back of her neck with his fingertips, like coaxing a spoiled cat, "Be good."

He lowered his head and quickly placed a kiss on Yun Zheng's lips, then licked his lips with satisfaction. "Not bad, as expected, no matter how hard your mouth is, it's soft when you kiss!"

The night outside the window deepened, the city lights were still bright, but in the room the only sound was the intertwined breathing of the two people.

Just as Fu Linghe's bony hands pinched her waist, the doorbell rang at the right time.

He pinched the tip of her nose gently and chuckled, "Looks like dinner's here."

Yun Zheng leaned lazily in his arms, smelling the faint fragrance in the air, and a rare feeling of hunger arose in her stomach.

She raised her head slightly and looked at Fu Linghe, "When did you order it?"

"I called them in the car." He stood up to open the door, then turned back and winked at her. "I was afraid you'd get carsick and lose your appetite, so I ordered something spicy and sour."

Yun Zheng felt warm in her heart as she watched his tall figure walk towards the entrance.

As soon as the door opened, a rich aroma wafted in, and she couldn't help but sniff lightly.

Fu Linghe took the lunch box and signed the bill. When he turned around, he saw her staring at the food in her hand. He couldn't help but laugh, "Are you hungry?"

Yun Zheng nodded, and responded in a rare, obedient manner, "Yeah."

He chuckled, walked over to her with the lunch box and sat down. His slender fingers opened the package and the aroma of food instantly filled the living room.

Yun Zheng looked over and found that he had ordered all her favorite dishes - hot and sour lotus root slices, lemon shrimp, pickled cabbage, and a bowl of hot sour soup beef.

Her eyes lit up and she reached out to grab the chopsticks, but Fu Linghe gently held her wrist.

"Drink some water first." He handed over a glass of warm water, his tone unyielding. "You were carsick just now, and your stomach is empty. Don't eat anything too stimulating all at once."

Yun Zheng curled her lips, but still obediently took the cup of water and took small sips.

The warm water flowing down her throat did make her feel a lot more comfortable.

Fu Linghe then handed her the chopsticks and sat aside, slowly picking up food for her.

Yun Zheng picked up a piece of lotus root and put it into her mouth. The sour, spicy and crisp taste made her squint her eyes in satisfaction, like a cat whose fur had been stroked.

"Is it delicious?" he asked.

"Yeah!" She nodded and picked up another lemon shrimp. The tender shrimp meat wrapped in the slightly sour sauce whetted her appetite.

Fu Linghe looked at her satisfied expression as she ate, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

He reached out and wiped the sauce off the corner of her lips. His voice was low and deep, "Eat slowly. No one's going to steal it from you."

Yun Zheng's cheeks flushed slightly as she lowered her head to eat her meal, mumbling, "You eat too."

"No hurry." He propped his chin on one hand, looking at her with burning eyes, "I'll feed you first."

Yun Zheng's ears were burning with anger because of his gaze. She simply picked up a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, "Shut up and eat!"

Fu Linghe chuckled softly, bit the chopsticks, and gently touched her fingertips with his lips. It seemed unintentional, but in fact, every movement was carefully planned.

Yun Zheng was so shocked that she immediately retracted her hand and glared at him, "Fu Linghe!"

"Hmm?" He chewed the meat innocently, "Didn't Mrs. Fu ask me to eat?"

Yun Zheng ignored him angrily and continued eating her food.

Fu Linghe stopped teasing her and accompanied her to have dinner quietly.

After dinner, Yun Zheng leaned lazily in Fu Linghe's arms, but found herself unusually awake.

The night view of Country A outside the window was as bright as day, and the floor-to-ceiling windows reflected her sleepless eyes.

"Why aren't you sleepy anymore?" Fu Linghe played with a strand of her hair, the movement of his fingertips entwining it with a lazy and ambiguous look.

Yun Zheng looked up at him, a sly glint in her eyes. "It's the jet lag that's causing the trouble. Mr. Fu must take responsibility."

She deliberately rubbed his calf with her toes and said, "Why don't we do something else?"

Fu Linghe's eyes suddenly darkened, and he grabbed her ankle with his big hand, "Mrs. Fu, are you inviting me?"

He leaned forward, his breath hot on her neck, "What a pity..."

The man suddenly turned over and pressed her down on the sofa, "That's exactly what I meant.

Yun Zheng exclaimed, pressing her hands against his chest. "Wait!" She blinked. "I mean, I want to go out and see the night view."

Fu Linghe narrowed his eyes dangerously, and rubbed her red earlobe with his fingertips, "I'm not as good-looking as the night view."

"No!" Yun Zheng's ears were numb from his scorching breath. Her fingertips unconsciously clenched his collar, but she still forced herself to be tough. "It's just that Ye Jing wouldn't be like Mr. Fu, who would act like a hooligan at every turn..."

I can only say that Miss Yun is really bold. She actually dared to provoke Mr. Fu so blatantly!

Fu Linghe chuckled, nuzzling her cheek, his voice hoarse, "Then Mrs. Fu is wrongly accusing me."

He deliberately lowered his body, his warm lips almost touching her earlobe, "I clearly haven't started yet."

Yun Zheng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Trapped between the sofa and his chest, even her breathing became rapid.

She was about to retort when Fu Linghe had already clasped her wrist with one hand and gently stroked her waist with the other, his fingertips lightly caressing the skin under her clothes.

"Since Mrs. Fu doesn't want to see the night view..." His eyes were dark and dangerous, "Why don't we do something more interesting to help Mrs. Fu sleep?"

Yun Zheng's cheeks were burning from his teasing, but she still refused to admit defeat. She raised her chin and glared at him, "Fu Linghe, you..."