Chapter 197 Fu Linghe, you will spoil me!
The temperature in the lounge gradually rose with this kiss. Yun Zheng hugged the man's neck tightly and responded to his kiss familiarly.
After a long time, Fu Linghe's lips retreated slightly, but lingered on the corner of her lips, kissing her gently, as if he was reluctant to leave.
"Fu Linghe..." She called him softly, with a slight tremor in her voice.
Fu Linghe hummed a low "hmm", stroking her cheek with his fingertips, and looking at her blushing face with burning eyes.
His breathing was still a little unstable, but he still controlled himself and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Yun Zheng bit her lower lip, her eyelashes drooping slightly, her face still showing a lustful look. "The annual meeting isn't over yet, should we go out?"
"Don't worry, your parents and grandparents are waiting for you outside." Fu Linghe looked down at her, his hand around her waist not moving at all.
Although Fu Linghe said so, Yun Zheng always felt that it was not appropriate.
The hesitation in her eyes did not escape the man's eyes after all.
Fu Linghe finally compromised!
He reached into his suit pocket, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped the smudged lipstick from the corners of her lips. His movements were delicate and gentle.
"Okay." He looked at her for a moment, nodded with satisfaction, and couldn't help but kiss her between the eyebrows, "Let's go out."
Yun Zheng nodded and just as she stood up, she was pulled back into his arms by him.
Fu Linghe hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Hold me for a while longer~"
His breath sprayed on her ear, causing a slight shudder.
Yun Zheng couldn't help but laugh and turned her head to look at him, "Mr. Fu, are you acting like a spoiled child?"
"Yeah." Fu Linghe responded softly, admitting it so readily without any embarrassment, and hugged her tighter.
Yun Zheng's heart softened and she raised her hand to touch his soft black hair.
Only then did Fu Linghe release his hand from around her waist.
He adjusted the small shawl on her shoulders and brushed the hair around her ears. After confirming that everything was perfect, he whispered with satisfaction, "Let's go."
Yun Zheng let Fu Linghe hold her in his arms as they returned to the banquet hall. His hand was always firmly on her lower back, protecting her every step of the way.
The last time Yun Zheng was kidnapped by Zhou Yushen left him with a psychological trauma.
Even though the banquet hall had very good security and everyone entering the banquet hall had to go through multiple security checks, Fu Linghe still didn't dare to let his guard down again.
The lights in the banquet hall were bright, and among the elegantly dressed people, many people's eyes fell quietly on them.
Fu Linghe has always been synonymous with coldness and dignity, but at this moment his eyes and eyebrows were gentle. When he lowered his head to listen to Yun Zheng's words, there was always a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
It was two hours later when the banquet ended.
Most of the guests had left before Fu Linghe and Yun Zheng returned to Tanxi Garden.
They could have stayed in a hotel directly, but Fu Linghe was worried that Yun Zheng would be reluctant to leave her bed, so he decided to go home.
"Zheng Zheng, Yan Cheng fell asleep in the lounge. Should I have someone send him directly back to the Yun family, or..." Fu Linghe looked at Yun Zheng and asked for her opinion.
Yun Zheng thought for a moment before saying, "Didn't he say they weren't home? Take him back with us to Tanxi Garden, and we'll send him back tomorrow morning."
Fu Linghe nodded slightly, took Yun Zheng's hand and went to the lounge.
The door of the lounge was pushed open silently, and the warm yellow wall lamp cast a soft shadow on Yan Cheng's sleeping face.
The boy curled up on the leather sofa, holding a Transformers backpack in his arms, his eyelashes casting two small fan-shaped shadows on his cheeks.
Yun Zheng looked at the little person curled up on the sofa, and her heart softened.
She tiptoed to the sofa and looked down at Yun Yancheng lying there. Just as she was about to bend down to hug him, Fu Linghe suddenly put his arms around her waist from behind, his warm lips pressed against her ear, "I'll do it."
When he knelt on one knee, his suit pants showed off his smooth muscle lines, but his movements of reaching out to hold the child were surprisingly gentle.
Yun Yancheng rubbed Fu Linghe's shoulder unconsciously in his sleep, smacked his lips, and fell into a deep sleep again.
After Fu Linghe walked out of the lounge carrying the child, he carefully handed Yun Yancheng, who was sleeping in his arms, to Butler Feng.
He moved gently, fearing to disturb the child's sleep. After making sure that the child was resting safely in the butler's arms, he turned and walked towards his Yun Zheng.
Yun Zheng was leaning against the carved pillar in the corridor waiting for him. The moonlight shone on her through the floor-to-ceiling windows, giving her a soft silver glow.
Fu Linghe walked to her side in two steps and picked her up without saying a word.
Yun Zheng was caught off guard and flew into the air. She couldn't help but let out a soft cry and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
"What are you doing?" Her ears flushed, her eyelashes trembled and drooped, and her voice was a little shy. "There are so many people watching us, put me down quickly."
Having said that, the fingertips clutching his collar tightened unconsciously.
Fu Linghe chuckled softly, held her knees firmly with his arms, and pulled her into his arms.
He lowered his eyes to gaze at his wife's flushed cheeks, his gaze so gentle it could drip tears of water. "Let them see me hug my own wife. Who dares to object?"
After saying that, he deliberately shook his arms, which startled Yun Zheng so much that she shrank back into his arms.
As the moonlight passed, he saw the smile hidden in Yun Zheng's eyes, and his heart suddenly softened.
His thin lips were close to her ear, and his warm breath brushed against her earlobe. "To me, you will always be a little girl who needs to be loved."
The man's voice was deep and magnetic, with an irresistible doting tone.
Yun Zheng buried her hot cheek in his shoulder, inhaling the familiar dragon wood scent on him, and muttered softly, "You only know how to say these coaxing words." But the upturned corners of her mouth revealed the joy in her heart.
She raised her eyes quietly and met Fu Linghe's focused gaze. The tenderness in those eyes almost overwhelmed her.
Fu Linghe tightened his arms and carried her through the corridor.
The night wind blew past, and he immediately turned sideways to block the wind, lowered his head and asked, "Are you cold?"
Seeing Yun Zheng shaking her head, he continued walking.
Every step he took was extremely steady, as if he was holding a treasure that was unparalleled in the world.
"Mr. Fu." Yun Zheng suddenly called him softly, her fingertips unconsciously circling the buttons on his collar. "You'll spoil me like this."
"I couldn't ask for more." Fu Linghe placed a kiss on the top of her head, a smile spreading in his eyes, "This way you'll never be able to leave me."
The moonlight stretched the figures of the two people very long, and the intertwined shadows moved slowly on the smooth marble floor, like a dynamic silhouette painting.
The noise in the banquet hall gradually faded away, and at this moment, the only sound in their world was the sound of each other's heartbeats.
Fu Linghe felt the warmth of the person in his arms, and suddenly hoped that this road would never end.
Yun Zheng leaned against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and quietly hid these words of love in the softest corner of her heart.
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