Chapter 190 I’ll have to trouble my wife to tie it again later!
The temperature in the dressing room suddenly rose the moment Fu Linghe's fingertips touched Yun Zheng.
Fu Linghe's hand slid from her lips and slowly moved down, his fingertips brushing against her bare back, causing a shudder.
It was not until footsteps were heard outside the door that Fu Linghe reluctantly let her go.
Yun Zheng's cheeks were flushed, the lipstick on her lips had long been eaten away by him, and there was a layer of mist in her eyes, making her look pitiful.
"We're really going to be late now." Fu Linghe rubbed his thumb across the corner of her wet lips, his voice unusually hoarse.
He glanced at his watch and suddenly smiled, "But it's worth it."
Yun Zheng glared at him in embarrassment and turned around to touch up her makeup.
The hair in the mirror was a little messy, but it added a touch of cuteness and liveliness to my look.
She hurriedly picked up the lipstick, but saw in the mirror that Fu Linghe was leaning against the dressing table, staring at her with burning eyes.
"Still looking! It's all your fault." She muttered softly, but there was no trace of blame in her voice.
Fu Linghe chuckled and took the lipstick from her hand, "I'll help you."
He leaned over and gently reapplied Yun Zheng's lipstick.
Fu Linghe's movements were not very skillful, and each one was done with great care.
Yun Zheng held her breath and looked at his handsome face so close to her, her heart beating out of control again.
"Alright." He examined his work with satisfaction, then suddenly pecked her on the lips again. "It looks more natural this way."
Before Yun Zheng could protest, Fu Linghe had already put his arms around her slender waist and led her out the door.
The extended Lincoln was parked quietly at the entrance of Tanxiyuan, its body emitting a low-key luxurious luster in the twilight.
Butler Feng respectfully opened the car door.
Fu Linghe gentlemanly extended his hand to shield her from the car roof, and with his other hand, he firmly supported Yun Zheng's waist and said gently, "Be careful with your skirt."
Yun Zheng lifted her skirt and lowered her head to get into the car. Her starry sky skirt spread out on the leather seat, like the Milky Way flowing in the night.
As soon as she sat down, she felt her side sink. Fu Linghe sat down next to her with a refreshing scent of cedar and slowly straightened the hem of her skirt.
"Nervous." He noticed her unconscious movement of tugging at the hem of her skirt.
Yun Zheng nodded honestly.
This was her first time attending a meeting with Fu Linghe as Mrs. Fu. How could she not be nervous?
Fu Linghe chuckled and suddenly pressed the partition button.
As the black glass slowly rose, he leaned over, his nose almost touching hers, "Then how about practicing Mrs. Fu first?"
His breath had a faint scent of mint candy, and Yun Zheng realized that he had put a piece of candy in his mouth without knowing it.
"How do I practice?" Yun Zheng's eyes revealed confusion, and she spoke in a daze.
"I'll teach you." Fu Linghe spoke with a candy in his mouth, his voice deeper and more attractive than usual.
He suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.
Before she could react, the clear sweetness melted between her lips and teeth.
Yun Zheng took advantage of his unpreparedness and stepped back, a warning in her eyes, "Stop messing around! Your tie is crooked!"
Fu Linghe's pretty lips curled up slightly, and his tone was nonchalant, "Anyway, I'll have to trouble Madam to tie it again later."
As he was about to lower his head, she quickly blocked his gaze with her hand.
"No!" Yun Zheng glared at him with a red face, straightening her messy hair. "We'll be at the venue in ten minutes!"
Fu Linghe watched her hide in the seat opposite with regret, and slowly loosened his tie. "Then... continue tonight?"
"Let's talk about it tonight!" Yun Zheng interrupted quickly, lowered her head, took out lipstick from her handbag and touched up her makeup.
The makeup mirror reflected her lipstick, which he had smudged. She was so angry that she kicked the man's leather shoes and said, "It's all your fault!"
Fu Linghe reached out and grabbed the high heels she kicked off, and said with a hint of satisfaction, "Mrs. Fu is so cute even when she's angry!"
"You..." Yun Zheng was about to retort when the car body suddenly shook slightly.
She fell forward and was caught in Fu Linghe's arms.
"Throw yourself into my arms," he raised his eyebrows and locked her in his arms.
Yun Zheng glared at him in embarrassment, "It's a car..."
"Sir, we're here." The driver's voice came from the intercom, rescuing her at the right time.
Fu Linghe regretfully let go of her hand, but when she stood up, he suddenly leaned close to her ear and said, "Zheng Zheng, you can run away after teasing her, but I want to charge interest."
Yun Zheng felt a tingling sensation in her ears, and before she could comprehend the profound meaning of these words, the car door was opened by the waiter.
The dazzling flash light suddenly lit up, and she squinted her eyes a little uncomfortably. The next second, Fu Linghe held her waist and protected her by her side.
"Mr. Fu, your wife is so beautiful."
"You two are such a perfect match!"
"Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, take a look over here..."
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The shutter clicks of reporters rang out one after another. Yun Zheng maintained a proper smile, but her fingers secretly pinched Fu Linghe's waist.
The man calmly held her rebellious hand, interlocked their fingers, and held it up to the camera, showing off nakedly, "My wife is shy, please forgive me."
The diamond wedding ring reflected a bright light under the flash light. Yun Zheng was caught off guard and shocked by this move. When she turned to look at him, there was surprise in her eyes.
Fu Linghe took the opportunity to lower his head and whisper something in her ear, causing her earlobe to turn red instantly. This scene was immediately captured by dozens of cameras.
The crystal door at the end of the red carpet slowly opened, and the sound of clinking glasses in the banquet hall flowed out.
Yun Zheng subconsciously straightened her back, and suddenly felt someone gently supporting her lower back.
"Don't be nervous." Fu Linghe's voice was only audible to her. "Just follow me."
Yun Zheng nodded, placed her slender little hand lightly on Fu Linghe's arm, and followed him into the banquet hall.
The moment the two stepped into the banquet hall, the entire hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes looked towards the door at the same time.
The combination of handsome men and beautiful women is eye-catching, not to mention the innate aura of this young couple.
The crystal chandeliers in the banquet hall illuminated the champagne tower with dazzling brilliance, and Yun Zheng's starry skirt rippled with tiny silver lights as she walked.
Fu Linghe kept his hand on Yun Zheng's waist, giving her a sense of security.
He walked in with Yun Zheng, and people kept greeting him respectfully along the way.
His expression was cold, and he just nodded slightly, but his slender arms held Yun Zheng tightly in his arms, fearing that someone would accidentally touch her.
Yun Zheng tilted her head slightly so that she could see Fu Linghe's clear jaw and slightly rolling Adam's apple.
Perhaps Yun Zheng's eyes were too intense, Fu Linghe lowered his head and looked at him. His cold and handsome features softened instantly. "What's wrong?"
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