Chapter 104 Zheng Zheng, You're Jealous
Fu Linghe's fingertips suddenly tightened a little, and drops of water rolled down the tense muscles of his forearm.
His dark eyes stared at her intently, desperate for her answer.
Yun Zheng's eyelashes trembled in the mist, like the wings of a butterfly covered with dew. She tilted her head and reacted a little slowly.
He just thought blankly for a long time, and his eyes suddenly turned red, as if he thought of something unfair.
Fu Linghe panicked instantly when he saw her tearful look on her face.
He quickly reached out to hold her shoulders and coaxed her, "Just a little bit, it's okay even if you don't like it, don't cry!"
Yun Zheng seemed to wake up instantly and pushed Fu Linghe's hand away from her shoulder. "Before today, I liked you a little bit, but now I don't like you anymore, and I don't want to like you anymore in the future..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the water ripples suddenly violently, and Yun Zheng threw herself into his arms without warning.
The soaked little slip dress clung to her delicate curves, and the scents of roses and cedar intertwined wildly in the steaming mist.
Fu Linghe put his arm around her waist, his tone anxious, "Why?"
"Because..." She rubbed his collarbone vaguely, and her hair brushed against his Adam's apple, causing a shudder, "The person you are pretending to be here is back..."
Her slender fingertips suddenly pressed on his left chest, and Fu Linghe's muscles tensed instantly.
"Yun Zheng, you are the only one I, Fu Linghe, like." He grabbed the rebellious hand and pressed it against the bathtub wall. The cold touch made the person in his arms shiver.
Yun Zheng broke free from his grip and stepped back, widening the distance between them. "You're lying!"
"You were clearly shopping hand in hand with another woman today, and An An even took pictures of me." Yun Zheng complained aggrievedly about Fu Linghe's crime, "And you still lied to me."
Fu Linghe was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he immediately thought of what happened in the mall today.
Fu Yuchu said he was hungry and wanted to eat something before going home. He was also thinking of buying milk tea and cake for Yun Zheng, so he took his aunt there to eat.
He stretched out his hand to pinch her slender waist, pulled her closer, and a hint of a secretly happy smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Zheng Zheng, you are jealous..."
"Who's jealous!" Yun Zheng leaned softly on Fu Linghe's chest, muttering softly, and turned her face away from him in an attempt to hide her feelings.
Fu Linghe saw this and the joy in his heart grew stronger. He gently turned her shoulders and forced her to look at him.
"If I'm not jealous, then why did you ignore me for a whole day and drink so much?" Fu Linghe had a sly smile on his lips, and his warm breath sprayed on Yun Zheng's ears, causing her to tremble slightly.
Yun Zheng bit her lower lip, tears still welling up in her eyes, and her gaze was slightly evasive.
However, due to the effect of alcohol, he became much bolder and blurted out all the frustrations in his heart.
"She called you baby, and I feel uncomfortable. Is that not okay?"
"You left me alone at home to accompany her..." Yun Zheng felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke. She pouted her lips, as if she was about to cry in the next second.
"You two even went shopping hand in hand, and you even lied to me and said you were going to buy me a cake, when you were clearly taking her shopping. How could I not be angry?"
Fu Linghe didn't expect that she would care so much. It seemed that this little girl just didn't say it, but she actually liked him.
Fu Linghe held her soft little face in his hands and patiently explained to her, "Zheng Zheng, I did buy the cake specially for you. The person shopping with me today was none other than my aunt Fu Yuchu."
Yun Zheng leaned on Fu Linghe's solid chest. Fu Linghe's voice was getting weaker and weaker.
She felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and she was too lazy to listen to Fu Linghe finish his words. She tilted her head and fell asleep in his arms.
Her even breathing sprayed on Fu Linghe's neck, which was itchy, but also made his heart soften into a pool of water.
Fu Linghe looked at the person who was already sleeping in his arms, the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of unconcealable smiles and doting.
He gently shook Yun Zheng and called softly, "Zheng Zheng? Wake up and listen to me."
The only response he got was the sound of quiet breathing.
Fu Linghe sighed helplessly, but he also felt that Yun Zheng was extremely cute.
There must be no one else except Yun Zheng who is so jealous.
He carefully picked her up and carried her sideways, then stepped out of the bathtub. Water droplets slid down their bodies, leaving a trail of water on the ground.
He carried Yun Zheng to the bedroom, gently placed her on the bed, pulled the quilt over her carefully, leaving only her rosy little face exposed.
Fu Linghe sat beside the bed, looking at her quietly, his slender fingers gently combing her slightly messy hair, the corners of his mouth were even harder to suppress than AK, "Zheng Zheng, you actually care about me so much."
He sat silently by the bed, looking at her for a long time before he carefully pulled back a corner of the quilt, got on the bed and lay down beside her. He turned off the lights, and darkness instantly enveloped the two of them.
He slowly held her in his arms, his movements gentle yet with irresistible power.
Fu Linghe's arms were tightly wrapped around her waist, his fingers unconsciously wandering around her waist. His long legs gently inserted between her legs, slightly parting them, trapping her in his arms.
In this quiet darkness, the two people's heartbeats intertwined, and the atmosphere became more ambiguous.
Fu Linghe's heartbeat was violent. He felt every bit of Yun Zheng's warmth and every breath in his arms. Indescribable emotions surged in his body...
In the middle of the night, Yun Zheng, who was originally sleeping soundly, got up again and made a fuss, insisting on going home.
Fu Linghe coaxed her patiently for a long time, but he really couldn't do anything with her, so he had to put her clothes back on, carefully wrapped her in a blanket, and took her back to Tanxi Garden.
The next morning.
The sunlight shines through the thin curtains, casting mottled shadows on the ground.
Yun Zheng slowly woke up, her head felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer, with waves of dull pain.
She subconsciously raised her hand to rub her temples, her movements slow and somewhat painful.
When I first opened my eyes, they were full of confusion, as if shrouded in fog, and I couldn't tell where I was.
Her eyes slowly swept across the strange yet familiar room, and she was surprised to realize that this was Tanxiyuan.
"How did I get back?" she murmured to herself, her voice hoarse and confused from just waking up.
Yun Zheng propped herself up and sat up, moving very carefully, fearing that if she moved too much, the severe pain in her head would completely overwhelm her.
She looked around, but Fu Linghe was nowhere to be seen, and the bed beside her had long lost its warmth.
She stood up unsteadily, each step was unsteady, and her slippers made a slight sound as they dragged on the ground.
She walked to the window and opened the curtains. The sunlight suddenly poured in. Yun Zheng subconsciously squinted her eyes and raised her hands to block them. The aftereffects of the hangover made her particularly sensitive to light.
Yun Zheng tried hard to recall what happened last night, but it was as if the key parts were erased from her mind, leaving only vague fragments. She couldn't remember the specific events at all.
Yun Zheng didn't want to embarrass herself anymore, so she decided to ask Cen Lian later.
She must have sent her back.
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