Chapter 218: The beauty trap is OK, so I can only play along with it!

Before Yun Zheng could finish her words, Fu Linghe had already lowered his head and sealed her lips with a kiss.

After a long time, Fu Linghe stepped back slightly, looking at her moist lips and blurred eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, "Madam, do you still want to see the night view?"

Yun Zheng originally wanted to lie to him and say that she didn't want to do it anymore.

But his actions were faster than his brain, and he nodded subconsciously!

Obviously, Mr. Fu would not be satisfied with this answer!

"Oh, really?" Fu Linghe looked into her eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems you haven't had enough fun with me yet."

He chuckled softly, suddenly picked her up and carried her sideways, striding towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

Yun Zheng screamed in surprise and subconsciously hugged his neck tightly, "Fu Linghe! What are you doing!"

"Don't you want to see the night view?" The man placed her on the soft couch by the window, hugged her from behind, and rested his chin on the top of her head. "The view is the best here."

The lights of the entire city are in full view, and the neon lights are flashing like a galaxy of stars.

Yun Zheng was slightly distracted, but felt a warm touch on her neck.

"Let me go first, what can I do if you do this?" Yun Zheng's tone was filled with dissatisfaction and a hint of protest.

"Just focus on yours." He placed his palm on the back of her hand, interlocking his fingers and pressing them against the cold glass. "I'll focus on mine. We won't interfere with each other."

When Yun Zheng heard his deep voice, she just wanted to hide like an ostrich!

Fu Linghe had taken off his suit jacket at some point, leaving the two buttons on his shirt collar open, and his sexy Adam's apple rolling up and down.

"Mrs. Fu now has two choices." His warm breath sprayed on Yun Zheng's neck, "Or you can just enjoy the night view..."

Fu Linghe paused for a moment before continuing, "Either you concentrate on admiring me!

The mist on the glass window thickened and thinned with her breathing.

The Ferris wheel in the distance was changing its brilliant colors, and the blush at the corners of Yun Zheng's eyes was more charming than any light.

"Fu Linghe, you bastard!" Her tearful accusation elicited a delighted chuckle from the man.

Fu Linghe turned her slightly red face and politely asked her opinion, "So which one do you choose?"

Yun Zheng: “…”

Does it matter what you choose?

She was now like a fish on a chopping board, and Fu Linghe was the knife and the fork. She could only wait to be slaughtered.

Anyway, I will fall into the hands of a man no matter what, so I might as well take the initiative!

Thinking of this, Yun Zheng took the initiative to put her arms around the man's neck and gently moved her red lips forward.

Pull the distance between the two very close, but just don't kiss!

"Mr. Fu always uses his beauty to seduce me, so I will..."

A sly smile appeared on Yun Zheng's lips, and her warm breath gently sprayed on the man's lips, carrying the fragrance of jasmine, addictive and intoxicating!

"But what?" Fu Linghe couldn't stand her teasing and took the initiative to move closer, but Yun Zheng predicted his prediction and retreated a few steps.

His kiss also fell into vain!

Yun Zheng held the man's handsome face in her hands, pecked him lightly on the lips, and then spoke leisurely, "I can only play along!"

Fu Linghe's eyes suddenly darkened. He grabbed her slender wrist and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Mrs. Fu has become a bad person."

Yun Zheng raised her red lips slightly and deliberately lowered her voice, "It's all thanks to Mr. Fu's good teaching."

Fu Linghe just hugged her from behind without any other movements, quietly enjoying the night view outside the window.

After a day's journey and almost a day and night of flight, she needs to have a good rest.

"Fu Linghe..."

The man acted as if he didn't hear anything and didn't make any movement!

Yun Zheng thought that her voice wasn't that soft, so why did he hear it but not respond at all?

She thought he didn't hear her and called out again, "Fu Linghe..."

The man still didn't respond.

Fell asleep

Yun Zheng looked up curiously and met Fu Linghe's dark eyes. The surging emotions in them made her heart skip a beat.

"What did you call me?" His voice was dangerous.

Yun Zheng blinked and stammered, calling him again, "Fu~Ling~He~"

As soon as she finished speaking, the man bit her neck as a punishment, causing her to cry out softly.

"I'll give you one more chance." There was a hint of warning in his voice. "What should I call you, huh?"

"Isn't your name nice? Why doesn't Mr. Fu like his own name?" Miss Yun's mouth is harder than a dead duck.

The man suddenly moved closer, his thin lips almost touching her earlobe, "Call me husband."

These three words ran through her body like an electric current, and Yun Zheng's waist suddenly softened.

She turned her head with a red face, met his burning gaze, and finally called softly, "Husband..."

Fu Linghe seemed to be pleased by her address and cooperation. Satisfied, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, coaxing her in a low voice, "My Zheng Zheng is so good!"

Fu Linghe held her in his arms, his fingertips twirling her long hair, and said with a hint of coaxing, "Zhengzheng, let's talk about a deal."

Yun Zheng raised her eyes lazily, with a blush still at the corners of her eyes. "Boss Fu, what kind of business do you want to discuss with me?"

He lowered his head and nuzzled hers with the tip of his nose. "Outside, Zheng Zheng, even if you don't call me husband, don't call me by my full name."

"I know, husband~" Yun Zheng responded obediently.

Fu Linghe was very satisfied with her understanding, but he believed that there must be something wrong when things are abnormal. She must have something to ask of him since she was so obedient.

Sure enough, the next second, Yun Zheng’s sweet voice of “husband” was heard again.

"Honey, I can't sleep. Can you take me out for a walk?" Yun Zheng looked up at him, her eyes sparkling. She really wasn't sleepy at all.

Fu Linghe lowered his eyes and looked at her, gently brushing away the scattered hair on her forehead with his fingertips.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the city lights are still bright, and the clock has quietly slipped past midnight.

"Mrs. Fu, are you sure you want to go out at two o'clock in the morning?" His deep voice was particularly clear in the darkness, with a knowing smile.

Yun Zheng nuzzled his chest, her tone coquettish, "The jet lag is so annoying."

She muttered, a hint of grievance in her voice, "My body is exhausted, but my mind is clear enough to memorize pi."

Fu Linghe chuckled softly, and the vibration of his chest could be heard through their touching skin.

He propped himself up and looked at his wife's slightly furrowed brow and overly bright eyes in the neon light outside the window.

Indeed, after a 16-hour flight from Beijing, plus an 8-hour time difference, even he felt a little tired, but Yun Zheng seemed to have too much energy.

"Take you out for a walk?" he suddenly suggested, his fingertips gently tracing the outline of her small jaw.

Yun Zheng suddenly looked up, her eyes shining surprisingly brightly in the darkness, like stars that had suddenly lit up.

"Really?" The joy in her voice almost overflowed.

Fu Linghe raised his eyebrows, the meaning was self-evident.

Yun Zheng couldn't help laughing and rushed towards him excitedly.

Fu Linghe was prepared. He turned around and caught her steadily, and took the opportunity to kiss her on the lips.

"Let me make this clear," he said, tightening his arm around her waist, his voice suddenly serious, "you are not allowed to leave my sight, not even a step."

"I understand, Mr. Fu." Yun Zheng deliberately put on a stern face and imitated his tone during the meeting, but when she saw him raise an eyebrow, she immediately broke the stern face and stood on tiptoe to kiss his chin. "I promise to be your little tail."

Fu Linghe shook his head helplessly and took out their coats from the cloakroom.

He handed Yun Zheng a beige cashmere coat and chose a dark gray long windbreaker for himself.

Yun Zheng was about to take it, but found that he was holding a burgundy cashmere scarf in his hand.

"It's windy at night." His tone was flat, but his hands were extremely gentle. He wrapped the scarf around her neck twice and finally tied a loose knot.

Yun Zheng lowered her head and sniffed, smelling a faint woody scent on the scarf, a scent that belonged only to him.