Chapter 353 Why, you can’t recognize your son?
In the early morning light, Yun Zheng struggled slightly in Fu Linghe's arms, her small hands resting on the man's chest and pushing him away. "Okay, stop making trouble. Don't forget, we're going home today."
Fu Linghe paused and looked down at her. Her silver hair glowed softly in the morning light.
He suddenly leaned in close, kissed her lips, and then reluctantly put her down, "Okay, I'll listen to Mrs. Fu."
Yun Zheng blushed as she straightened her collar that had been messed up by him, and her fingertips accidentally touched his newly dyed silver hair.
The hair sparkled in the sunlight, making his well-defined face even more handsome.
She couldn't help but take a few more glances. This hair color really suited him, making him look fashionable and a bit unruly.
The main reason why Fu Linghe was so well behaved was because he also wanted to go home.
"What are you thinking about?" Fu Linghe pinched her nose, interrupting her thoughts.
Yun Zheng shook her head, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up. "I was just wondering if President Fu dyed his hair this color and returned to the old house, would it scare the elders?"
Fu Linghe chuckled, his silver hair swaying slightly with his movements. "If the elders ask, I'll just say it's my wife who likes it."
He deliberately drew out his tone, with a cunning glint in his eyes.
"Fu Linghe!" Yun Zheng pretended to hit him, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." He bent down and kissed her forehead. "Have some breakfast. It's time for us to leave."
Yun Zheng let the man lead her to the restaurant. An exquisite breakfast was already laid out on the table, and it was all her favorite!
"When did you prepare breakfast?" She turned her head in surprise and met Fu Linghe's smiling eyes.
Fu Linghe's slender fingers casually played with the silver hair on his forehead, and the hair drew several dazzling arcs in the morning light.
He leaned against the edge of the dining table, his shirt collar sliding to the side as he moved, revealing his well-defined collarbone.
"Just had it delivered." He nonchalantly poked the strawberries on the plate with his fork, then suddenly leaned over and passed the cream-covered fruit flesh to Yun Zheng's lips. "But the service can be made to order."
The moment the cream touched the corner of her mouth, Fu Linghe's eyes suddenly turned dark.
He supported the back of the chair behind Yun Zheng with one hand, and while his silver hair was hanging down, he lowered his head to lick the sweet touch. The warm touch was simply irresistible.
"Is Mrs. Fu wearing strawberry-flavored lipstick today?" He chuckled softly, his fingertips pressing heavily against her wet lower lip. "It goes perfectly with breakfast."
Yun Zheng's breathing became a little disordered, and she suddenly caught a glimpse of the reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window.
The silver-haired man in front of her completely enveloped her in his figure, and the ends of his hair swept across her red ears as he moved, just like a wild beast marking its territory.
"Don't..." She was about to hide when Fu Linghe pulled out a rose from behind him like a magic trick. The dewy petals brushed against her collarbone, causing Yun Zheng to shudder.
"I bought them on my way to get my hair dyed." He suddenly lifted her chin with a flower branch, and her silver hair fluttered in the breeze. "The shopkeeper said these are the freshest roses today. I think they're perfect for you, my lady."
Suddenly, a car horn sounded outside the window. When Fu Linghe turned around, his silver hair brushed Yun Zheng's nose, and the cool woody scent mixed with the smell of hair dye hit her face.
He took the opportunity to pull the person into his arms, and the rose fell on the carpet. The flower juice that he accidentally stepped on left bright marks on the light-colored carpet.
"Madam, take a good look at this hair color and see if you are satisfied with it." He whispered into Yun Zheng's earlobe, and wrapped a strand of her long hair around his wrist with his fingers.
His silver hair tangled with Yun Zheng's black hair in the morning light. "It's not too late to regret now. I still have time to dye it a color you like."
Before Yun Zheng could even open her mouth, Fu Linghe suddenly hugged her and spun around half a circle.
The sunlight penetrated his silver hair from behind, casting tiny spots of light between the two of them.
He took the opportunity to grab her hand and pressed it against his chest, and he could hear his strong heartbeat under his black shirt.
"Did you touch it?" He guided her hand to her waist and abdomen. "Here, and here... all of this belongs to Mrs. Fu."
When Yun Zheng's fingertips accidentally hooked the belt buckle at his waist, Fu Linghe suddenly laughed.
He took a half step back and turned around gracefully, his silver hair drawing a shining arc in the air, and his handsomeness was mixed with a hint of unruly.
Yun Zheng was almost completely seduced by him!
"Okay, Mom has been waiting for a long time." Yun Zheng pushed him away with a red face, but her heart beat faster and faster uncontrollably.
They have been married for more than half a year, and this man can still easily touch her heart.
Fu Linghe smiled as he watched her flustered and trying to cover up her mistake, her silver hair gleaming in the morning light.
He liked seeing her like this, like a frightened deer that couldn't bear to run away.
"Let me help you." He took the plate from her hand, and deliberately lingered for a second longer when their fingertips touched.
Yun Zheng rolled her eyes at him, but couldn't hide the smile on her face. "Mr. Fu, are you in a good mood today?"
"Because I have to go home with my wife." Fu Linghe's voice suddenly became soft, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes that Yun Zheng could not understand.
She curled her lips slightly, and left the hospital with Fu Linghe and headed towards the airport.
The couple sat together in the back seat, and Yun Zheng's fingertips unconsciously stroked the edge of the seat belt.
The scenery outside the car window was rapidly receding, and the sunlight shining through the glass cast tiny spots of light on the back of her hand, as dazzling as Fu Linghe's silver hair.
She quietly turned her head to look at the man beside her, with one hand on the car window and the other hand casually fiddling with her hair that was blown by the wind. The sleeves of her shirt were rolled up to her elbows, revealing her sharply defined forearms.
He seemed to notice her gaze, and suddenly turned around and smiled at her with raised eyebrows. His silver hair was almost transparent in the sunlight, making his peach blossom eyes even more charming.
"You'll be charged if you look at it again, Mrs. Fu." His voice was teasing, and his fingertips tapped lightly on the car window.
Yun Zheng hurriedly turned around, but caught a glimpse of her red ears in the rearview mirror.
She cursed herself in her heart, what a loser! She had been married for half a year, but why was she still like a young girl in love?
But Fu Linghe was particularly different today. His silver hair magnified his laziness and unruliness to the extreme. Even his bony fingers resting on the car window exuded a sense of flamboyant sexiness.
There was a heavy flow of traffic in front of the airport terminal. As soon as Fu Linghe parked the car, Yun Zheng saw Shen Lanshu wearing sunglasses not far away.
My mother-in-law was wearing a champagne-colored silk cheongsam today. The pearl necklace around her neck was shining with a warm luster. She was looking down at her watch.
"Mom, have you been waiting for a long time?" Yun Zheng unbuckled her seat belt and was about to get out of the car, but Fu Linghe grabbed her wrist.
The man had come very close to her without her noticing. His silver hair brushed against her cheek, bringing with it a faint woody scent. "Your lipstick is smudged. Let me wipe it off for you."
He brushed his thumb across her lower lip, his eyes shimmering with undercurrents. "Strawberry-flavored lipstick is sweet."
"Fu Linghe!" Yun Zheng hurriedly rummaged through the makeup mirror in her bag, quickly applied some lipstick, and reached out to tidy up Fu Linghe's silver hair that was messed up by the wind.
"Is he handsome?" Fu Linghe winked at her.
"So handsome that I can't take my eyes off him." Yun Zheng answered honestly, earning him a smug smile.
In the parking lot, Yun Zheng saw Shen Lanshu standing at the entrance of the terminal from afar.
"I saw my mother." Yun Zheng pulled Fu Linghe's sleeve and quickened her pace.
Shen Lanshu was looking at her watch, and when she looked up she saw Yun Zheng walking towards her with a silver-haired man.
At that moment, her expression froze.
Her daughter-in-law actually brought a strange man to see her in such a blatant manner? And they were even holding hands!
Yun Zheng saw her mother-in-law's face suddenly change, and was puzzled when she suddenly realized the problem.
She suppressed her laughter and turned to look at Fu Linghe, who looked innocent.
"Mom!" Fu Linghe shouted loudly, his voice full of joy at having his prank succeeded.
Shen Lanshu's body shook noticeably, and her eyes behind her glasses widened.
She walked over quickly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the familiar face clearly, then slapped her son on the shoulder.
"Fu Linghe! Do you want to scare your mother to death?" Shen Lanshu's voice was filled with both reproach and laughter. "I thought... I thought..."
"Do you think my wife brought a strange man to see you?" Fu Linghe replied with a wicked smile, and put his arm around his wife's waist.
Yun Zheng's face flushed instantly, "Mom, don't listen to his nonsense."
Fu Linghe came over with one hand in his pocket, his silver hair blown messy by the wind.
Shen Lanshu's sunglasses slid down to the tip of her nose, and she carefully examined the somewhat "strange" son in front of her for a long time, "Fu Linghe?!"
"What? You can't recognize your own son?" Fu Linghe took the suitcase from his mother, his silver hair gleaming in the sunlight.
He suddenly leaned over to Shen Lanshu, frightening the old lady so much that she leaned back. "It's just for fun. Your daughter-in-law picked the color."
Yun Zheng's eyes widened. "When did I..."
"Didn't you say it looked good in bed last night?" Fu Linghe interrupted her, his eyes curved into crescents under his silver hair.
Seeing his mother's expression change from shock to realization and then to hesitation, he added maliciously, "If you like, can I arrange an appointment with a hair colorist for Dad as well?"
"You bastard!" Shen Lanshu finally found her voice and slapped her son on the shoulder, but couldn't help but look at the silver hair twice more.
Not to mention, it makes the boy's features look deeper, but... it's a bit too flashy.
She turned to look at Yun Zheng, whose face was flushed, and suddenly smiled knowingly. She took her daughter-in-law's hand affectionately and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Yun Zheng almost tripped over herself.
In the VIP waiting room, Shen Lanshu secretly looked at her son while drinking tea.
The silver-haired man was leaning on the sofa playing with Yun Zheng's hair, and there was a red mark on the collar of his black shirt.
She just saw with her own eyes that her daughter-in-law tried to wipe it off secretly, but her son grabbed her wrist and kissed her.
Shen Lanshu's hand shook, and the tea splashed on the Hermès scarf.
"Mom," Fu Linghe suddenly raised his head, his silver hair sliding to the side as he moved, "If you keep looking at me like that, Yun Zheng will bury her head in the carpet."
The corners of Shen Lanshu's mouth twitched, and she picked up the teacup in her hand and stood up.
As expected, even the air is redundant between the young couple, let alone him, a living person!
She still didn't get involved!
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