Chapter 94 What’s going on in your little head?

The morning light shines through the gaps in the tent, casting golden rays on the ground.

Fu Linghe also knew his limits. Seeing that Yun Zheng's little face was no different from a ripe red apple, he stopped teasing her.

He sat up first, and his big, bony hands buttoned his white shirt one by one.

The buttons were gradually fastened under his slender knuckles, and the faintly visible lines of abdominal muscles under the shirt became more and more arousing.

Yun Zheng wanted to look away, but her eyes seemed to be stuck and swept uncontrollably over those abdominal muscles.

Her cheeks turned redder instantly, and she turned her face away from him in panic, as if she was trying to hide something, but her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

Fu Linghe buttoned his shirt, picked up the wrinkled tie beside him, and looked at it helplessly. Yun Zheng's unconscious twisting of the tie last night had completely destroyed the shape of the silk tie.

He chuckled and simply threw his tie aside without buttoning the two buttons on his collar.

Fu Linghe tilted his head slightly, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, his sexual tension was full!

Yun Zheng caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of her eye. Her throat seemed to be choked by something and she swallowed reluctantly. An urge suddenly emerged in her mind to pounce on it and take a bite.

She quickly patted her head, trying to suppress this ridiculous idea.

Fu Linghe naturally didn't miss her series of small movements, and a barely noticeable arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. "What's wrong? What are you thinking about in your little head?"

He deliberately moved closer, and his warm breath sprayed on Yun Zheng's ear.

Yun Zheng shrank back suddenly, stammering perfunctorily, "Nothing... nothing."

His eyes looked around in panic, but he didn't dare look directly at Fu Linghe.

Fu Linghe pressed on, his slender fingers gently pinching her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye, "You're lying, your eyes won't lie."

His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of ambiguity, spreading throughout the small tent.

Fu Linghe approached Yun Zheng little by little, and the cool woody scent on his body instantly wrapped Yun Zheng tightly.

The fragrance seemed to have a bewitching power, making Yun Zheng's heart beat faster and faster.

Her hands instinctively supported her back and her body moved backwards uncontrollably.

But the man was like a hunting beast, once he locked onto his prey he would not let it go easily, pressing on step by step!

Yun Zheng had nowhere to retreat, her back pressed against the soft wall of the tent, leaving her with no way to escape.

In a panic, Yun Zheng could only support herself on Fu Linghe's chest with her hands, trying to keep some distance between them.

The moment her fingertips touched his chest, it felt like an electric current passed through.

The strong heart under Fu Linghe's chest was beating violently, again and again, making her palms hot.

His eyes were always fixed on Yun Zheng. Endless emotions were hidden in his deep eyes, which were now gradually filled with desire.

He looked at her rosy lips, and recalled the intoxicating touch of last night.

An irresistible impulse surged in his heart, and he no longer suppressed it and lowered his head to kiss her.

Yun Zheng closed her eyes tightly, and her long eyelashes fluttered like a frightened butterfly.

She could feel Fu Linghe's breath getting closer and closer, and the warm breath sprinkled on her face. This warm touch was almost suffocating!

Just as Fu Linghe's lips were about to touch hers, Yun Zheng suddenly spoke in a panic, "I... I'm hungry."

Her voice trembled slightly, like a frightened deer.

Fu Linghe's movements froze instantly. He looked at Yun Zheng with her eyes closed and her face flushed, and sighed helplessly.

After a moment, he slowly stood up and let her go.

Yun Zheng opened her eyes and saw the helplessness and forbearance in Fu Linghe's eyes, and a sense of guilt suddenly arose in her heart.

She didn't dare to meet his gaze directly, lowered her eyelids, and muttered softly, "Are you really hungry?"

Yun Zheng's voice was soft and had a hint of coquettishness, which she didn't even realize.

Fu Linghe raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and reached out to gently ruffle her hair. "Okay, you should clean up first and put on your clothes."

His voice had regained some of its composure, but the doting in it hadn't diminished in the slightest.

As Fu Linghe spoke, he glanced meaningfully at Yun Zheng's shoulder strap, which was about to fall off, before he stood up and walked out of the tent.

Yun Zheng followed Fu Linghe's gaze and was instantly petrified. The shoulder strap had slipped down to her arm, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

Her face instantly burned hot, and she frantically pulled the shoulder strap back into place, burying her face in her hands in embarrassment.

After hurriedly tidying up her clothes and putting on her coat, Yun Zheng took a deep breath, trying to calm her pounding heart.

She walked out of the tent, and the morning breeze blew gently, bringing with it the freshness and moisture unique to the mountains and forests, but it couldn't blow away the embarrassment around her.

Fu Linghe had already prepared breakfast on the small table outside the tent. The exquisite meal glowed attractively in the morning light.

Seeing Yun Zheng come out, he smiled, pulled out a chair and motioned for her to sit down.

Yun Zheng lowered her head, not daring to look him in the eye, and walked over with somewhat stiff steps and sat down.

"Try this, a croissant fresh from the oven, still warm."

Fu Linghe pushed a plate of croissants in front of Yun Zheng, his voice as gentle as the warm spring sun.

These breakfasts were delivered by Fu Linghe early in the morning and were still hot.

Yun Zheng gently picked up the hot croissant and took a small bite. The crispy crust spread between her teeth, but the sweet taste could not dispel the panic in her heart.

She secretly raised her eyes, her gaze swept across Fu Linghe's open collar, her Adam's apple rolled slightly, and then she quickly lowered her head.

Fu Linghe seemed to notice her gaze, and the smile on his lips deepened, but he didn't point it out.

He picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and his eyes fell accurately on Yun Zheng's face through the rim of the cup. "The weather is nice today. We can go for a walk nearby later."

Yun Zheng responded vaguely, her fingers unconsciously tugging at the corner of her clothes.

Breakfast ended in a slightly awkward atmosphere. Fu Linghe stood up to clean up the dishes, and Yun Zheng also quickly stood up to help.

Their hands accidentally touched while cleaning the plates. Yun Zheng's hand quickly retracted as if she had been electrocuted, and her cheeks flushed again.

"I... I'll go put these back in the car." Yun Zheng lowered her head, her voice as soft as a mosquito's. After she finished speaking, she hurriedly picked up the plate and walked towards the car.

Fu Linghe looked at her back, his eyes full of doting.

He followed Yun Zheng and waited for her to put away the food tray and gently close the trunk.

"Let's go for a walk." As he said this, he naturally stretched out his hand and wanted to hold Yun Zheng's hand.

Yun Zheng looked up and met his expectant gaze. After hesitating for a moment, she placed her hand in his palm.

Fu Linghe's hands were broad and warm, tightly wrapping around her little hands.

The two walked slowly along the mountain path.

Surrounded by lush trees, sunlight shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, forming patches of golden light.

Occasionally a few birds fly overhead, and the clear bird calls break the silence of the forest.

As she walked, Yun Zheng gradually relaxed. She raised her head slightly, feeling the warmth of the sun on her face, her hair fluttering gently in the breeze.

Fu Linghe turned his head to look at her, the love in his eyes growing stronger.

"Zheng Zheng." Fu Linghe suddenly stopped and called her softly.

Yun Zheng turned her head and met his affectionate gaze.

For a moment, everything around them seemed to stop, leaving only the sound of each other's heartbeats.