Chapter 222 Trash Strategy!

Fu Yansheng seemed oblivious, doing whatever Yan Sui asked him to do, and was exceptionally obedient.

Yan Sui couldn't help but sigh inwardly, wishing that someone were really that obedient.

She took out the decanted red wine and poured it for him.

"Drink up, drink up, it helps you sleep."

Fu Yansheng stared at the large glass of red wine and fell silent.

He raised an eyebrow slightly. "Isn't it a bit too little? Or should I just drink it straight from the bottle?"

Yan Sui: "...No need, drinking too much is bad for your health."

She wasn't sure about his alcohol tolerance; what if he got drunk?

How can you test if a man's waist is good if he can't move?

Fu Yansheng took the wine glass, and Yan Sui then turned on the horror movie she had carefully selected.

She was looking for a Hong Kong film, which was quite old, but she heard it was very scary.

If it weren't terrifying, why would she throw herself into someone's arms?

Yan Sui's plans were well-thought-out, but they always fell through.

Take her outfit for example, the man acted as if he didn't even see it, his attention was completely on the film.

He did drink red wine, but he didn't seem tipsy at all; his alcohol tolerance is unbelievable.

On the contrary, she had a low alcohol tolerance; after a few sips, her cheeks flushed and her face turned rosy.

"Oh dear!" Yan Sui pretended to be scared and snuggled into his arms.

"It's too scary, I don't even dare to look."

Fu Yansheng: "...This is the opening sequence."

The opening credits are full of names; what are you afraid of?

Yan Sui glared at him. "I'm scared, is that a problem?"

Fu Yansheng chuckled and obediently opened her arms.

"Okay, I'll hold you while you watch."

But the next moment, he regretted it.

Their understanding of "hug" was clearly somewhat different.

Before he could speak again, Yan Sui climbed onto his lap, hooked one arm around his neck, and sat sideways.

She was satisfied. "It's just like this, quite comfortable."

With each word she spoke, her warm, subtle breath gently brushed against his chin, sending a tingling sensation through him.

Fu Yansheng turned her head slightly, attempting to avoid it.

Noticing his actions, Yan Sui revealed a triumphant smile and became even more unrestrained.

"You have to hold me tight, otherwise I'll get cold."

"Are you cold and not wearing clothes?"

Yan Sui snorted, "It's not like this when you're not wearing clothes. Do you want to try it, Mr. Fu?"

Fu Yansheng did not answer, but raised his hand to wrap around her waist.

“There’s another hand.” She gestured by lifting her chin.

The man lowered his eyes, and what came into view was a large expanse of snow-white skin.

They are round and plump, as if you could squeeze water out of them.

He casually placed his hand beside him; through the thin fabric of his shirt, it was just an inch lower and he could touch it.

Yan Sui didn't push her luck any further and turned her attention to the television.

But she wouldn't settle down so easily.

The house has underfloor heating, so it's nice and warm.

She would sometimes unbutton his shirt and ask him if he was hot, and sometimes she would casually slip her hand inside.

After going back and forth like this, he finally had no choice but to hold her hand tightly.

“Sui Sui”.

Yan Sui spread her legs and sat facing him, pouting, "Ugh, this movie is so boring, it's not good at all. Shall we do something less boring?"

He loosely wrapped his arms around Yan Sui's waist, his voice low and deep: "What is something that isn't boring?"

Yan Sui pecked him on the lips, "For example, this."

The man leaned down and deepened the kiss.

He was always incredibly restrained, but this time he lost control.

Yan Sui, panting, glanced down and said mischievously, "Mr. Fu, your body is much more honest than you are."

Fu Yansheng lifted her chin and showered her with delicate, persistent kisses.

"Don't worry about it, it'll be fine in a bit."

Yan Sui clicked her tongue in amazement. "She's really good at enduring things."

She snorted, "What if I can't stand it?"

Fu Yansheng tilted his head slightly, his lips brushed against her ear, and his hand moved down half an inch.

The warm palms touched the soft skin, and there was no longer any barrier.

"If you can't stand it, there are many ways to do it."

The night wind dispersed the dark clouds, and the bright moonlight shone through the glass window, casting two ambiguous figures.

...

Another day of sleeping until noon.

Yan Sui hugged the blanket, feeling somewhat suffocated.

Everything was ready, but in the end it still didn't work out.

Men have amazing self-control.

There are many ways to make her happy, you can use your mouth or your hands, but you can't go beyond the last step.

He adhered strictly to his principles, never loosening his belt or staying overnight.

Yan Sui yawned lazily, feeling depressed, and took out her phone to send a message to Yan Mo.

[Terrible Guide!]

Then I put my phone away and got ready to get up.

She had just finished washing up when she received a call from an unknown number.

But since the number was registered locally, she answered the call.

I only realized it was Min Zhi when I heard her voice.

Before leaving, Minzhi wanted to exchange contact information with her and share her experience in raising brown eared pheasants.

But Yan Sui had no experience; she raised Da Wang and Xiao Wang the same way other chickens were raised, so she refused.

"Miss Yan, I am Min Zhi."

"Um, is there something you need?"

Min Zhi said anxiously, "I'd like to ask you to come and take a look at these brown eared pheasants."

"Why?" Yan Sui asked coldly.

"The two kings are not in good condition. Ever since we brought them here, they have not been eating and have been very irritable."

At first, they followed Yan Sui's method and raised them in captivity.

On the first day, two chicks died in a fight.

Yan Sui felt a sharp pain in her heart upon hearing her words.

If the old lady finds out, she'll definitely yell at me.

"If that's the case, why did you ask me to come over?"

Min Zhi said, "Professor Xiao thinks they may not be adapting well to the environment and wants you to help him think of a way to comfort them."

Yan Sui: "I have no choice. The only way is to send them back."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Min Zhi was somewhat disappointed. She didn't dare to say it, but she also thought that sending the two kings back was the best option.

"Professor Xiao, you heard it too..."

Professor Xiao waved his hand, "Sending them back is impossible. They're not livestock. How can Yan Sui keep them in captivity? That's against the rules."

He turned and walked out. Yan Sui didn't want to come over, but he didn't force her.

"Observe it more. It's probably just that you're not used to the environment. You'll be fine after a while."

Yan Sui briefly missed Da Wang and Xiao Wang, then quickly comforted herself, thinking that they would surely return to the mountains soon, and that it was simply fate.

Since they are protected animals, Professor Xiao would not mistreat them, so it's not her place to worry about it.

Two more days passed leisurely, and Changqing Village welcomed its first snowfall of the winter.

Overnight, everything was covered in a layer of white snow; nature is always the first to respond to the changing seasons.

The maple leaves in the mountains and forests have turned red, painting the entire forest in vibrant colors.

With the road leading to Longguang Temple repaired, Yan Sui finally saw those century-old ginkgo trees that had withstood the test of time.

Pick up a handful of golden leaves and smell the scent of autumn.

"You stand over there, and the sunlight shines on my face."

"Squat down, squat down, don't make me look 1.3 meters tall in the photo."

"You can't just listen to me; you have to have your own aesthetic sense. Is this angle nice?"

Yan Sui kept rambling on, directing Fu Yansheng to film her.

The ancient temple occupies a considerable area. Continuing further in, there is a century-old ginkgo tree sitting by the lake, its reflection particularly beautiful.

Yan Sui racked her brains to discover the beauty of Longguang Temple, which only comes once a year in autumn, so she had to seize the time to promote it.

Fu Yansheng was then conscripted by her to come and film the video.

Fortunately, the man was quick to understand and grasped the right angle.

She did some simple editing and posted the video, which received a lot of positive reviews.

However, gradually, the direction of the comments went astray.

Everyone is asking her if they can have the same photographer if they go to Changqing Village to take photos.

Yan Sui typed with a smile: 【No way, he's mine!】