Chapter 143 It turns out we really loved each other
Wen Nanxi's face was slightly hot. She pretended to be calm as she got out of Fu Ciyan's embrace and whispered:
"It's none of your business."
She started taking photos of Fu Ci Yan two months after their marriage.
At that time, sparks gradually flew between the two of them.
The girl's excitement is hidden beneath her indifferent appearance. She usually can't help but observe him and occasionally take pictures of him.
In the photos, Fu Ci Yan is mostly in deep thought, with his back often shown, either in the study or on the balcony.
His facial features are very photogenic and he looks good in any photo. What's more, Wen Nanxi's photography skills are very impressive, and he can make Fu Ci Yan look like a supermodel.
"Didn't you notice that I was secretly filming you at that time?"
Wen Nanxi looked at the photos and felt inexplicably ashamed.
In fact, they were not very familiar with each other at that time, but she took pictures secretly like this. Thinking about it now, it is really embarrassing.
"I know you're filming me."
Fu Ci Yan pointed at the photo of the back. This photo was extremely beautiful. Outside the floor-to-ceiling window was a fiery red sunset, and the sky full of fiery clouds reflected the outline of a broad shoulder and narrow waist, which was as beautiful as a picture in an anime.
"I stood by the window for forty minutes so you could take this picture of me."
Wen Nanxi: ...
Suddenly I felt that this man was so scheming.
"And this photo, I drank three pots of tea before I saw you raise the camera."
Wen Nanxi: "...No wonder you kept running to the bathroom that day."
Fu Ci Yan touched his nose, obviously remembering what happened that day.
Wen Nanxi realized belatedly that she seemed to have been tricked.
Looking further ahead, the photos gradually became richer.
It can be clearly seen here that the relationship between the two people is getting better and better.
She went from taking photos secretly to taking photos openly, and Fu Ci Yan would cooperate by raising his hand in the air.
"You're a CEO, and you're still making the scissor hand gesture when taking photos."
Wen Nanxi couldn't help but complain, but there was a smile in his eyes.
Fu Ciyan: "What's wrong with the scissor hand gesture? Doesn't it look good? I like this photo the most."
He even thought his scissor hands were quite handsome.
Wen Nanxi glanced at him speechlessly: "Narcissism."
The photos are warm, and Wen Nanxi can see the love in those photos.
In addition to Fu Ci Yan's solo photos, there are also many group photos of them, as well as some photos of herself taken by Fu Ci Yan.
Fu Ci Yan has not studied photography specifically and has no interest in it, so his photography skills are not very good, and there are even many unpleasant angles.
But Wen Nanxi is so beautiful that even with those strange ways of taking pictures, she is still beautiful and elegant.
The most important thing is that Fu Ci Yan took the photos with love. Those photos are warm and you can see happiness at a glance.
Wen Nanxi looked at it with some nostalgia, and waves of emotion surged in her heart.
It turns out that she once laughed so happily.
Just like before the age of four, there seemed to be stars in his eyes.
"It turns out we really were in love. Sometimes I feel like those two years were a dream. It was so unreal."
Fu Ciyan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a dense and sour feeling filled his chest, piercing his heart and causing him pain.
"It's true, but I... accidentally hurt you."
Wen Nanxi smiled indifferently: "It's nothing, people always have to be sober."
Fu Ciyan's heart felt like it was hit by a sledgehammer, and his face turned pale.
"Sober... does that mean you don't love me anymore?"
Wen Nanxi felt that his words were a little baffling, but considering his sincerity, she still replied:
"It's not that I don't love you, it's that I've realized that we're not that suitable for each other. Fu Ciyan, life is still long, and you will meet many, many people who are prettier than me, more understanding than me, and who love you more than me."
"But Wen Nanxi only has you, and I only want you."
His face was full of stubbornness and he refused to give in.
Wen Nanxi suddenly felt that Fu Ciyan and Ye Shaohua were very similar, both like children, worthy of being mother and son.
"We're not suitable."
Fu Ciyan took a step forward, trapping Wen Nanxi between himself and the display wall:
"What's wrong? I'll change it."
Wen Nanxi frowned: "I don't need you to change, just be yourself, Fu Ciyan, don't force me."
The ambiguous atmosphere just now disappeared, and Fu Ciyan slowly took a step back:
"I'm sorry, I lost my composure."
Wen Nanxi nodded slightly and distanced herself from him.
There were no more photos after that. Ever since Fu Ci Yan became indifferent to her, she put the camera away and never took it out again.
I dare not look or take pictures.
Because I have seen how he loves, I can tell at a glance when he no longer loves me.
"Let's go eat and try the braised duck that Xiao Li recommended?"
Wen Nanxi nodded and walked towards the door before him.
No matter what Fu Ci Yan said next, Wen Nanxi's response was perfunctory.
Fu Ci Yan began to have a headache.
What should I do if I have a difficult wife at home?
This old duck hotpot restaurant is only two blocks away from the studio. The decoration is very retro and the owner is very enthusiastic.
The two of them ordered a braised duck and a few side dishes.
Wen Nanxi held her chin and watched the people coming and going outside, wondering what she was thinking.
Fu Ci Yan was looking at Wen Nanxi. She held her chin with one hand, and a few strands of hair hung down from her ears, making her earlobes look as crystal clear as jade, which was very beautiful.
Her hair was pinned up with a shark clip, revealing her long, white neck, slender and elegant, like a drop of dew, so pure that one cannot bear to touch it.
Fu Ci Yan secretly took out his cell phone and took a picture of Wen Nanxi's profile.
Very satisfied, his wife is really beautiful.
A sweet feeling welled up in my heart. It turns out this is what it feels like to take a secret photo of someone you like.
Was Wen Nanxi in the same mood back then?
"Why are you secretly filming me?"
Wen Nanxi was helpless. It turned out that being secretly photographed was a real feeling.
Although she was looking out the window, she could still see Fu Ci Yan out of the corner of her eye, so she noticed him as soon as he took out his cell phone.
I originally thought he was dealing with work, but he turned out to be taking secret photos?
A bit childish.
Fu Ciyan didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed about being caught. Instead, he immediately set the photo as his screensaver:
"I'm sorry, you're so beautiful, I couldn't help myself."
Wen Nanxi: ...
She didn't sound embarrassed at all.
It's obvious that he is very embarrassed.
The waiter in the restaurant served the dishes quickly. The hot old duck pot was steaming and warmed people up quickly.
"This is our shop's signature dish. The old duck soup our boss makes is delicious. You can try it."
Fu Ciyan rolled up his sleeves a little, took Wen Nanxi's bowl, filled it with soup, and placed it in front of her:
"Try it? It's a little hot, be careful."
Wen Nanxi was helpless: "I'm not a three-year-old child anymore."
Fu Ciyan: "I would rather you were a three-year-old child who could be coaxed into submission with just a lollipop."
Wen Nanxi: ...
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