Chapter 160 Zheng Zheng, thank you for looking back at me!
Fu Linghe hooked the necklace with his fingertips and slowly moved it close to her collarbone. The morning light condensed into tiny gold foil under his eyelashes.
As the heart-shaped diamond in his hand slipped into her collar, he suddenly clamped his thumb around the back of her neck, forcing her to tilt her head back. "Zheng Zheng, do you know why we chose pink?"
He pressed his thumb against her lower lip. "Because when you reflect me in your pupils, that pink is like my uncontrollable heartbeat, passionate and scorching. Only this pink can bring out the love hidden in your eyes when you look at me."
After he finished speaking, he leaned forward slightly, his warm breath sprinkled on her ears, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Don't hide, don't run away, just keep looking at me."
Her cheeks flushed, but her eyes never avoided him. Her hands subconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes, "What about you? Am I the only one in your heart?"
Fu Linghe chuckled, released the back of her neck, and instead held her hand, pressing her palm against his chest. "Feel it, this is filled with you, always and always."
Yun Zheng's little face turned red instantly.
It’s not that she can’t resist being teased, it’s that Fu Linghe’s teasing skills are getting better and better, and Yun Zheng is really unable to resist.
Fu Linghe looked at Yun Zheng's nervous and shy appearance, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
He stood up, without saying a word, silently picked up his phone, and took a few close-ups of Yun Zheng.
Yun Zheng was a little flustered and wanted to dodge, but he gently pressed her shoulders and held her in place.
"Don't move, it looks good like this." Fu Linghe's low voice carried an unquestionable tone.
Yun Zheng raised her hands to cover her face and muttered softly, "Stop taking pictures. I'm wearing pajamas and no makeup. It won't look good."
Fu Linghe didn't say anything. He looked at Yun Zheng in a daze for a moment, as if he was thinking about something.
He silently turned off the screen of his phone, put it back into his shirt pocket, turned around and left the room.
Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment as she watched Fu Linghe leaving, and her heart skipped a beat.
Could he be angry?
Yun Zheng wanted to go out and take a look, but her foot injury had not healed yet and she couldn't get out of bed, which made her feel a little annoyed.
After a few minutes, the door of the room was opened from the outside, and Fu Linghe's overly handsome face appeared at the door again.
On his arm was a delicate light yellow dress, the hem of which was embellished with tiny diamonds, sparkling softly in the sunlight.
He walked to the bed, gently spread out the skirt, with a hint of a smile on his face, "This skirt goes perfectly with that necklace."
Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment, her eyes moving back and forth between her skirt and Fu Linghe, her cheeks slightly flushed, "When did you... prepare this?"
Fu Linghe looked down at her with a hint of fondness in his eyes, "Just now."
He said, putting the skirt on the bed and reaching out to gently ruffle the top of her hair, "Try it on and see if it fits."
Yun Zheng's fingers gently stroked the fabric of the skirt, which felt soft and delicate, as soft as a cloud.
She looked up at Fu Linghe, with a hint of shyness and anticipation in her eyes, "Now?"
Fu Linghe raised his eyebrows slightly, a smile playing on his lips, "What else? Or... do you need me to help you change?"
Before Yun Zheng could react, Fu Linghe had already carefully picked her up.
Yun Zheng subconsciously hugged his neck and could clearly feel his strong arms and warm breath hitting her face.
Her face turned even redder and her heart beat faster involuntarily.
Fu Linghe carried Yun Zheng to the dressing table, placed her gently on the dressing table, held her waist with one hand, and pulled out a chair with the other hand before carefully carrying her down.
He stood in front of Yun Zheng and helped her unbutton her pajamas. His fingers stayed at the collar for a while, as if he was suppressing some emotion, and then he slowly took off her pajamas.
Yun Zheng closed her eyes nervously, her ears turning red.
Fu Linghe picked up the skirt, gently draped it over Yun Zheng, and then began to help her put on her clothes from behind.
His slender fingers passed through Yun Zheng's back, and every time they passed through a place, a small electric current flowed through Yun Zheng's skin.
"Okay." Fu Linghe's voice sounded behind her.
Yun Zheng slowly opened her eyes and turned her body, the hem of her skirt swaying gently with her movements.
The skirt was cut perfectly to fit her figure, making her waist look slim and her collarbone appear faintly visible.
She stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, her cheeks flushed slightly, her fingers gently stroked the pink diamond on her neck, and a sweet feeling surged in her heart.
Fu Linghe looked at her, his eyes full of amazement, "Very beautiful."
He took out a ribbon from his pocket, gently tied it around Yun Zheng's waist, and then pulled her in front of him.
Fu Linghe's fingertips gently slid across Yun Zheng's waist, and the ribbon was tied into an exquisite bow in his hands.
He looked down at her, his eyes full of tenderness and doting, a smile on his lips, "Now that your clothes are changed, can I be Mrs. Fu's photographer?"
Yun Zheng's cheeks flushed slightly, and her fingers twisted together unconsciously. Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. "You... do you really want to take the picture?"
Fu Linghe chuckled and reached out to gently pinch her cheek. "Of course, my Zheng Zheng is so beautiful, wouldn't it be a shame not to take a picture of it?"
As he spoke, he turned around and picked up the camera from the cabinet beside him. He adjusted the lens and his gaze fell on Yun Zheng again with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
Yun Zheng felt a little embarrassed by his gaze. She gently stroked the hem of her skirt with her fingers and whispered, "But... I'm not very good at posing."
Fu Linghe approached her, reached out and gently held her shoulders, and said in a low and gentle voice, "It's okay, just be yourself. Mrs. Fu is so beautiful, it's my fault if I can't take a good photo of her."
After he finished speaking, he took a few steps back, raised his camera, and aimed the lens at Yun Zheng.
Yun Zheng sat by the window where the sun was shining. Her light yellow dress shone softly in the light, and the pink diamond necklace around her neck gleamed faintly. She seemed to be wrapped in a gentle halo.
Fu Linghe pressed the shutter button, and Yun Zheng in the camera tilted her head slightly, her long hair gently drooping, and there was a hint of shyness in her eyes.
He couldn't help but press the shutter a few more times. Every frame was so beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes off it.
"Zheng Zheng, look up at me." Fu Linghe's voice was low and a little tempting.
Upon hearing this, Yun Zheng slowly raised her head and her eyes met his.
There was a hint of dependence and attachment in her eyes, and her cheeks seemed to be stained with a light pink by the morning light.
Fu Linghe's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the camera in his hand once again captured this touching scene.
"Very good, that's it." There was a hint of satisfaction in Fu Linghe's voice.
He put down the camera, walked closer to Yun Zheng, and gently stroked her cheek with his hand. "You know what? You were so beautiful just now that I almost forgot to press the shutter."
Yun Zheng's face turned even redder, and her fingers gently grasped the corner of his clothes, "You... stop teasing me."
Fu Linghe chuckled softly, lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, "How could I make fun of you? You are my Mrs. Fu, the most beautiful scenery in my eyes."
He then raised his camera again, aiming it at Yun Zheng. "A few more pictures, please?"
Yun Zheng nodded slightly, looking at him tenderly.
Fu Linghe pressed the shutter button, and Yun Zheng in the camera raised her lips slightly, her eyes full of sweetness and happiness.
After taking a few pictures, Fu Linghe put down the camera, walked to Yun Zheng, reached out and gently embraced her in his arms.
His chin rested on the top of her head, his voice low and gentle, with a hint of relief, "Zheng Zheng, thank you for looking back at me."
Yun Zheng's heart trembled suddenly, her eyes felt slightly hot, and her fingers gently grasped his collar, "Fu Linghe..."
Fu Linghe lowered his head, resting his forehead lightly against hers, his breath warmly caressing her cheek, "Hmm?"
The corner of the man's mouth curled up into a satisfied smile, and he lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.
The kiss was gentle and lingering, filled with unspeakable affection and possessiveness.
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