Chapter 216: I can use this as a human-shaped pillow for my wife!
Fu Linghe naturally put his arm around Yun Zheng's slender waist and took her out of the lounge. A low-key and luxurious Rolls-Royce was already waiting at the door.
When the driver saw the two people coming out, he opened the car door respectfully.
Fu Linghe carefully helped Yun Zheng into the car before he sat down next to her.
Maybe it was because the plane sat for too long, or maybe Yun Zheng slept for too long on the plane, but now she felt like she had been drained of all her energy.
He leaned against the window dejectedly, looking out.
The winter nights in Country A were exceptionally bright, and the streetlights on both sides of the airport highway flew backwards like shooting stars.
The lights of the city in the distance are like stars falling into the earth, outlining a charming skyline in the night.
"Are you tired?" Fu Linghe's voice sounded in his ears. He casually took Yun Zheng into his arms and let her lean on him.
His warm hands were already on the back of her neck, massaging it gently.
Fu Linghe's massage technique was very good. Yun Zheng shook her head and closed her eyes comfortably.
After the car had been driving for half an hour, Yun Zheng suddenly felt dizzy, and she couldn't help but frown.
Fu Linghe keenly sensed her discomfort and immediately said to the driver in the front seat, "Drive slower and more steadily."
The car window was slightly lowered, and the cool night breeze brushed Yun Zheng's cheeks, making her feel a little better.
Fu Linghe's hand moved from the back of her neck to her temples, his fingertips gently circling her neck, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling better?"
Yun Zheng closed her eyes and hummed softly, her eyelashes trembling slightly and her face looking a little pale.
Fu Linghe took out a bottle of peppermint essential oil from the storage compartment beside him, dropped a drop on his fingertips, and gently applied it behind her ears and on her wrists.
The refreshing fragrance spread, diluting the heavy air in the car.
"Hold on a little longer, we're almost there." Fu Linghe's voice was low and gentle, as if he was coaxing a child.
Yun Zheng leaned on his shoulder, feeling the warmth from his chest and the reassuring rhythm of his heartbeat.
She opened her eyes slightly and caught a glimpse of his well-defined jaw and furrowed brows. He was obviously more nervous than she was.
"I'm fine." She said softly, reaching out to smooth the wrinkles between his brows, "Don't worry."
Fu Linghe grabbed her hand and kissed it, his eyes full of heartache. "I won't let you take such a long flight next time."
The car drove into the city and the speed became more stable.
Neon lights streamed through the car windows, casting shifting colors on them.
Yun Zheng's motion sickness gradually subsided, but she was still a little tired and snuggled lazily in his arms.
"Sleep for a while, I'll call you when we get there." Fu Linghe adjusted his posture so that she could lean more comfortably, and then took the blanket beside him and covered her with it.
Yun Zheng nodded and closed her eyes.
The familiar woody scent on his body lingered around her, making Yun Zheng feel a lot more at ease.
The car drove into the city center, entered an upscale residential area, and slowly stopped in front of a glass-walled skyscraper.
This residential complex is one of the most prestigious luxury homes in the capital of Country A, and it is not something you can buy just by having money.
The elevator went directly to the 48th floor, and Fu Linghe walked out of the elevator holding the drowsy Yun Zheng.
The apartments here are all large flats with one apartment per floor, so you will be right at the door as soon as you get out of the elevator.
"Zheng Zheng, wake up and look here." Fu Linghe lowered his head to look at the person in his arms. Although he was reluctant, he still woke her up.
Because the smart door lock's facial recognition only recorded Yun Zheng's face, neither of them could get in without waking her up.
Yun Zheng opened her eyes drowsily, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and in front of her was the enlarged handsome face of Fu Linghe.
"Are we there yet?" She said softly, and subconsciously rubbed against his arms.
"Well, we're home." Fu Linghe chuckled softly, "But only you can open this door lock."
Yun Zheng turned around and looked at the smart door lock in confusion.
"Ding - recognition successful, welcome home." A mechanical female voice sounded, and the door slid open silently.
Fu Linghe carried her in, and the lights in the house automatically lit up, filling the entire entrance with soft warm light.
"Put me down." Yun Zheng gently pushed his shoulder, her cheeks slightly red.
"Hold me for a while longer." Fu Linghe not only didn't let go, but instead lifted her up and walked straight to the living room. "You just woke up, your legs are still weak."
Yun Zheng had no choice but to let him hold her.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, you can see the night view of the entire city, with neon lights flashing and traffic flowing like a galaxy of stars.
The entire wall of glass frames the bright lights into a flowing painting, and the landmark buildings in the distance sparkle in the night.
Fu Linghe put her on the soft sofa, half-knelt in front of her, and gently pinched her calves.
"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" He looked up at her with concern in his eyes.
Yun Zheng shook her head, her voice still a little weak when she spoke, "Much better."
"Why am I the only one who can recognize the smart door lock here?" Yun Zheng finally asked her doubts.
"You forgot this apartment is a wedding gift from your mom. Only your face can unlock it."
Yun Zheng suddenly understood after hearing the man's explanation.
In fact, it’s no wonder that Yun Zheng couldn’t remember it. The main reason was that her mother-in-law gave her so many properties at that time, spread all over the world.
Not to mention her two hands, even Fu Linghe’s two hands alone couldn’t count them.
Moreover, the transfer procedures for the house were all handled by Fu Linghe, and she had no idea that such a house existed.
Fu Linghe couldn't help but chuckle when he saw her bewildered look.
He deliberately put on a pitiful expression, knelt on one knee in front of the sofa and held her hand. "This is Zheng Zheng's property. If Mrs. Fu kicks me out, I'll have no choice but to sleep under a bridge."
Yun Zheng was amused by his exaggerated expression, and a smile finally appeared on her pale face. "Mr. Fu is worth hundreds of billions, are you still worried about having no place to live?"
"That's different." He leaned in close to her, his nose almost touching hers. "Sleeping under a bridge is not as comfortable as holding my wife."
Yun Zheng blushed and pushed him away, "Who wants to hold you..."
"Oh, my head suddenly feels dizzy." Fu Linghe suddenly covered his forehead and fell on her. "It must be the sequelae of being disliked by my wife."
"Don't give me that!" Yun Zheng dodged with a smile, but he took the opportunity to hug her waist.
Fu Linghe buried his face in the crook of her neck and rubbed it, muttering, "Really, I'm really fragile now. I need Mrs. Fu's kiss to heal me."
"Fu Linghe!" Yun Zheng's ears blushed with embarrassment. "When did you learn to be so smooth-talking?"
He raised his head, his eyes full of smiles, "From the day I married you, I've learned everything on my own."
He winked and said, "How about taking in a homeless handsome man like me?"
Yun Zheng finally couldn't help laughing out loud. She reached out and pinched his cheeks, pulling them apart. "Mr. Fu, your image is ruined, you know? Do you still want that cool and domineering CEO image?"
"What image do you need?" He let her pinch his face and said vaguely, "Just having a wife is enough."
The neon lights outside the window reflected on the two of them, giving the warmth of this moment a dreamy hue.
Yun Zheng looked at him playing around and suddenly felt that all her fatigue and discomfort had dissipated a lot.
She gently loosened her arms, cupped his face, and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Since you're so pitiful, I'll reluctantly take you in."
"Don't worry, Madam Fu. You won't lose out by taking me in!" Fu Linghe's eyes flashed cunningly as he approached Yun Zheng in a servile manner. "Your husband can give you massages, provide you with emotional value, and most importantly, he can warm your bed. He will definitely not let you lose out!"
He suddenly turned over and gently pressed her down on the sofa, his voice low and ambiguous, "I can also be a human-shaped pillow for Mrs. Fu, with a 24-hour constant temperature and automatic adjustment of softness and hardness."
Yun Zheng's face flushed instantly, and she pushed him, "Who wants this function!"
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