Chapter 137 When will it be justified?
Yun Zheng got up from Fu Linghe's arms, sat up straight, and replied to Yun Yancheng.
Yun Zheng: [If they like guessing, let them guess for a while longer. Ah Cheng can just watch the fun from the side.]
Yun Zheng: [But it’s getting late, go to bed early and don’t stay up late!]
Yun Zheng: [Be careful or you won’t grow tall!]
Yun Yancheng was so excited when he saw Yun Zheng replying to his message.
Yun Yancheng: [I promise not to stay up late. I'll go to bed right away!]
Yun Yancheng: [Sister, good night~]
Yun Zheng: [Good night, Chengcheng baby~]
After replying the message, Yun Zheng turned off her phone and put it aside, then leaned back into Fu Linghe's arms.
She had drunk too much and felt a little dizzy, and only felt comfortable lying in his arms.
Fu Linghe looked down at her, his slender fingers gently stroking her hair. "Ms. Yun, we've been married for so long, when will I finally be able to have a legitimate marriage?"
Yun Zheng tilted her head slightly, her drunken eyes showing a bit of laziness and playfulness. When she looked at Fu Linghe, her eyes seemed to be filled with stars.
She chuckled. "Mr. Fu, hasn't it always been legitimate? I already have a license and work, so isn't that legitimate?"
Fu Linghe chuckled, took her hand and pulled her closer to him. "Don't play dumb. I'm talking about when you plan to announce our relationship. You know."
Now the outside world only knows that Fu Linghe is married, but has no idea that his wife is Yun Zheng.
He wanted to announce her identity to the whole world, but Yun Zheng was reluctant to make a statement, so he didn't dare to act on his own.
Where can he go to cry if he loses the wife he finally managed to cheat on because of his willful behavior?
Yun Zheng's fingertips were wrapped around Fu Linghe's tie, and the dark red silk flowed between her slender fingers, creating a sense of ambiguity.
She took advantage of her drunkenness to pull him closer, her red lips brushing against his rolling Adam's apple, "Mr. Fu, don't you also like to play the game of mistress and sponsor? You don't want to play it anymore."
The two of them acted so realistically in front of the Yun family last time. Didn’t Fu Linghe enjoy it?
The driver was also very considerate. He immediately raised the partition to separate the back seat into an independent space.
Fu Linghe pinched her waist and pressed her against the leather seat, and her watch made a crisp sound.
"I don't want to play anymore. I want a status." He looked determined and had a clear goal.
He just wanted the whole world to know that Yun Zheng was his, Fu Linghe's, wife.
Yun Zheng looked at Fu Linghe, who looked serious, and curled her lips slightly. "Wasn't it announced at their engagement party yesterday?"
"That doesn't count. There weren't many people at their engagement party. What I want is for the whole world to know about our relationship."
Yun Zheng didn't expect Fu Linghe to be so persistent about this matter.
"Let's wait a few days. Let them guess carefully first. When they have guessed almost everything, we will give them a heavy blow." A hint of cunning flashed in Yun Zheng's slightly drunk eyes.
Fu Linghe's eyes dimmed when he heard this, "Okay, but you have to compensate me first."
Yun Zheng raised her eyebrows, her eyes a little playful, "What compensation does Mr. Fu want?"
Fu Linghe lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, his warm breath spraying on her ear, his voice low and somewhat bewitching, "What do you think, Mrs. Fu?"
Yun Zheng's ears felt hot because of him, and she gently pushed his chest, "Let's talk about it when we get home."
Fu Linghe didn't even move, still clinging tightly to Yun Zheng. "Isn't it the same in the car?"
"Stop making trouble, let's talk about it when we get home!" Yun Zheng pressed herself against Fu Linghe's chest and said coquettishly.
Fu Linghe chuckled and held Yun Zheng's waist tighter.
He lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "There are accounts to settle when you go home. Thank you, Madam, for reminding me."
The car soon arrived at Tanxiyuan.
Fu Linghe opened the car door, carried Yun Zheng out of the car, and walked towards the bedroom upstairs.
Yun Zheng was startled by his sudden action and subconsciously hugged his neck, her cheeks slightly red. "Fu Linghe, put me down. I can walk by myself."
Fu Linghe looked down at her with a hint of smile in his eyes. "Mrs. Fu has drunk too much. I was afraid you would fall."
Yun Zheng snorted softly, "I'm not drunk."
Fu Linghe chuckled softly, carried her in his arms, strode into the villa, and went straight to the second floor.
Yun Zheng leaned in his arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, and a warm feeling inexplicably surged in her heart.
Entering the bedroom, Fu Linghe gently placed her on the bed, then leaned over her and locked her under him, looking at her with burning eyes, "Mrs. Fu, can we settle the account now?"
Yun Zheng's heartbeat quickened when he looked at her, and her cheeks flushed, but she pretended to be calm and said, "Mr. Fu, what are you doing?"
Fu Linghe chuckled softly, lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the lips. "Of course, I'll settle the account properly and satisfy Mrs. Fu."
Yun Zheng felt a little dizzy from his kiss, and unconsciously put her arms around his neck. She said softly, "Then Mr. Fu, you have to settle the bill properly, otherwise I won't be satisfied."
Fu Linghe's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head to deepen the kiss. There was a bit of dominance and tenderness between his lips and teeth, as if he wanted to hold her whole body in his arms.
Yun Zheng was a little breathless from his kiss, and she gently pushed him away, her voice a little coquettish, "Fu Linghe, be gentle..."
Fu Linghe let go of her slightly, looked down at her flushed cheeks and blurry eyes, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Mrs. Fu, are you satisfied with this?"
Yun Zheng's face turned red because of his teasing. She turned her head slightly to look at him, "You...you are bullying me..."
Fu Linghe chuckled softly, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Then do you want to bully Mrs. Fu back?"
Yun Zheng was embarrassed and annoyed by his teasing, so she simply buried her face in his arms and stopped talking.
Fu Linghe gently stroked her hair, his voice gentle and doting, "Zheng Zheng, we are already husband and wife. Everything that should and shouldn't have happened has already happened. Why are you still shy?"
"Besides, you forced yourself on me the first time. Don't you remember? Hmm." Fu Linghe looked at her straight in the eyes, with a hint of teasing in his tone.
Yun Zheng froze. How could she answer this?
Doesn't she have any dignity?
And her answer now is neither that she doesn’t remember nor that she remembers.
After not getting a response from Yun Zheng, Fu Linghe laughed and said, "I can't remember it. Do you need me to help Mrs. Fu recall it?"
As he was about to lower his head to kiss her, Yun Zheng quickly reached out and supported herself on his chest, anxiously stopping him, "No... No need!"
"Oh~, it seems you still remember it." Fu Linghe raised an eyebrow and continued to tease her, "It seems that I am still satisfied with my skills, otherwise I wouldn't still be thinking about it after so long."
Yun Zheng's face turned red as she listened to Fu Linghe's words. She wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
She forced an awkward smile and said, "I'm a little tired. Can you please stop making trouble and talk about it tomorrow if you have anything to say?"
Yun Zheng's "OK" was a little coquettish, and it really touched Fu Linghe's heart.
How could he resist this?
Not to mention letting her sleep, even if he was asked to die immediately, he wouldn't even blink an eye.
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