Chapter 262 He...shouldn't have any doubts?
The next morning, the morning light filtered through the gauze curtains, casting a soft glow in the bedroom.
It was rare for Yun Zheng to wake up from a man's warm embrace. Usually, when she woke up, Fu Linghe had already gone to work.
He was still asleep today, and his usually sharp features seemed especially soft in the morning light.
Yun Zheng carefully propped herself up and her eyes fell on his sleeping face.
The man's eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, and the small black mole on the bridge of his nose added a touch of softness to him, neutralizing some of his usual coldness.
Yun Zheng couldn't help but stretch out her hand, her fingertips suspended in the air, vaguely tracing his outline.
Her eyes lingered on his well-defined jawline, his Adam's apple sliding gently with his breathing.
The collar of his nightgown was slightly open, revealing a small area of his strong chest, which rose and fell steadily with his breathing.
Yun Zheng's fingertips were still hovering above the small mole on the tip of his nose, but they did not fall down.
At this moment, the man's eyelashes trembled slightly.
Yun Zheng hurriedly withdrew her hand, but he suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Have you seen enough?" His voice was hoarse from waking up in the morning. His eyes were not fully open yet, but a lazy smile had already appeared at the corner of his lips.
Yun Zheng's face instantly flushed, and she tried to pull her hand back, but he held it even tighter.
Fu Linghe slowly opened her eyes, and her panicked look was reflected in her dark pupils.
He took her hand and gently placed it against his face. "Mrs. Fu, let alone looking at it, even touching it directly is legal, so...you don't have to feel so guilty about it."
In the morning light, his smiling eyes seemed to be filled with tiny pieces of gold, making Yun Zheng unable to look away for a moment.
She could clearly feel the burning warmth coming from the hand he was holding.
Yun Zheng hurriedly looked away, her expression a bit more obvious than before, "It's time... time to get up."
As he was about to get up, Fu Linghe rolled over and trapped him under him.
He supported her ear with one hand, and the collar of his pajamas fell, revealing a large area of his collarbone.
"What's the hurry?" He chuckled, his voice still lazily filled with the morning air. "Mrs. Fu is so stingy that she didn't even give me a good morning kiss, and you want to run away now?"
Yun Zheng was trapped in a small space by him, and her nose was filled with the fresh scent of his body.
She tilted her head slightly, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum, "You... let me get up first."
Fu Linghe refused to give in. He gently pinched her chin with his fingertips, forcing her to turn around and face him.
He chuckled softly, his voice low and bewitching, "Mrs. Fu, didn't you pinch me quite easily yesterday? You don't want to pinch me today, huh?"
Yun Zheng's eyes widened instantly, and she glared at him in embarrassment, "No way!"
"No?" He raised his eyebrows, the smile in his eyes deepening. "Then do you want me to help you recall it?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and leaned closer, his breath warmly brushing against her lips.
Yun Zheng subconsciously held her breath, her fingers tightly clenched the sheets, and she closed her eyes with her eyelashes trembling.
But the expected kiss did not fall.
She quietly opened one eye and found Fu Linghe looking at her with a half-smile in his eyes, full of teasing. "Mrs. Fu, what are you expecting when you close your eyes?"
Yun Zheng then realized that she had been fooled. Feeling embarrassed and annoyed, she raised her hand to push him, "Fu Linghe! You..."
Before she could finish her words, the man suddenly lowered his head and sealed her lips accurately.
The kiss was gentle and lingering, with the laziness of waking up in the morning and a faint scent of mint.
Yun Zheng's hands, which had been trying to resist, gradually softened and she unconsciously grabbed his collar.
After a long time, Fu Linghe stepped back slightly and said in a low voice, "Morning kiss is done. Mrs. Fu can get up now."
Yun Zheng's cheeks flushed, and she glared at him with embarrassment and anger. She quickly got out of bed the moment he let go of her, and rushed into the bathroom without looking back.
Fu Linghe sat up and looked at his little wife's fleeing back, the hem of her pajamas raised in a playful arc with her movement.
He slowly straightened the collar of his robe, a meaningful smile spreading across his eyes, "You run pretty fast."
He didn't look away until Yun Zheng's figure had completely disappeared.
He took the phone from the bedside table and sent a message to Special Assistant Qi, [Where did Mo Shian and the others go yesterday? ]
Special Assistant Qi: [They went to the hospital where my wife was born yesterday, and also visited the Yun family.]
Special Assistant Qi: [I returned to the hotel very late yesterday and haven't left the house yet.]
Fu Linghe: [Keep watching, and report any movement immediately!]
Special Assistant Qi: [Okay, President.]
Their going to the hospital and the Yun family was completely within Fu Linghe's expectations.
If they wanted to understand Yun Zheng's past, they could only start from these places.
Fu Linghe put down his phone and looked towards the bathroom thoughtfully.
The sound of water was heard, and Yun Zheng's slender figure was vaguely reflected on the frosted glass.
He curled the corners of his lips slightly, stood up and walked towards the cloakroom.
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Half an hour later, Yun Zheng came out of the bathroom after washing up and found that Fu Linghe was already dressed and was fastening his cufflinks.
The dark grey suit made his shoulders look broad and his legs look long, his tie was tied neatly around his slender neck, and he had regained his usual reserved and aloof look.
Who would have thought that such a seemingly abstinent and restrained man had just made her feel helpless in bed.
Yun Zheng deliberately ignored him and walked straight to the dressing table.
Fu Linghe looked at his wife's angry face through the mirror, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
He slowly adjusted his cuffs, walked up behind her, and placed his hands on the edge of the dressing table, trapping her between himself and the mirror.
"Are you angry?" He lowered his head, his thin lips almost touching her ear.
Yun Zheng paused with her hand holding the comb, and after calming herself down, she uttered two words, "No."
Fu Linghe chuckled, took the comb from her hand, and gently helped Yun Zheng comb her slightly messy hair.
"Aren't you going to the company today?" Yun Zheng asked casually, looking at the man in the mirror who was carefully combing his hair.
Fu Linghe's slender fingers shuttled through her hair, his movements were incredibly gentle.
"Go." He replied softly, putting down the comb, and brushing his fingertips over her earlobe. "Would you like to come with us, Mrs. Fu?"
Yun Zheng's eyes flashed with an unnatural feeling, and she subconsciously avoided his touch. "No, An An asked me to go out for dinner."
In the mirror, Fu Linghe's eyes dimmed slightly, but soon returned to normal.
He stood up, put his hands lightly on Yun Zheng's shoulders, and asked softly, "Where are you going? Can I take you there?"
"No," she refused too quickly, and only realized her gaffe after she finished speaking.
Fu Linghe paused, and the deep eyes in the mirror narrowed slightly, with a hint of inquiry.
Yun Zheng quickly added, "An Ding's restaurant and company are not on the way. You have to go to work. I can drive there myself later."
The room suddenly became quiet, with only the faint sound of the scented candles burning on the dressing table.
"Okay, then call me when you're done and I'll pick you up. We'll go home after dinner." Fu Linghe's low voice was exceptionally calm, no different from usual.
"Yeah." Yun Zheng responded with a smile, but a trace of uneasiness flashed through her heart.
He... shouldn't be suspicious, right?
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