Chapter 170: Still cute! I'm so jealous~
As soon as Fu Linghe finished speaking, Yun Zheng felt a hot palm pressing against her lower back.
The sudden touch made her body stiffen and she staggered forward.
In a panic, she fell uncontrollably into Fu Linghe's warm and strong arms.
The tip of her nose gently brushed against his slightly open collar, and at that moment, a warm breath carrying a faint scent of male hormones hit her face.
Yun Zheng's heartbeat suddenly quickened, as if thousands of troops were galloping in her chest.
Her breathing became rapid and disordered, and her mind went blank.
Fu Linghe pushed her onto the sofa, and the two buttons of his black shirt quietly slipped open as they moved, revealing his large, well-defined chest to Yun Zheng without reservation.
The firm muscle lines, like carefully carved works of art, reveal an indescribable beauty.
Yun Zheng swallowed subconsciously, and this subtle movement revealed her inner panic.
Her eyes flickered, and she didn't dare to look directly at the blushing and heart-pounding scene in front of her.
But for some reason, her body seemed to be driven by some invisible force, and she unconsciously raised her upper body, and her lips gently fell on Fu Linghe's slightly cool thin lips.
It was just a brief touch, as light as a dragonfly skimming the water.
Yun Zheng herself was shocked by this sudden action. Her eyes were wide open, with a hint of shyness in her panic.
She wanted to withdraw from this ambiguous atmosphere, but was also reluctant to do so.
Fu Linghe was also shocked by her sudden initiative and stood there in a daze for a moment.
Yun Zheng quickly took the opportunity to pull away from him, limping towards the door, and turning her head slightly to secretly look out of the corner of her eye to see if Fu Linghe was following her.
Fu Linghe reacted extremely quickly. Almost the moment Yun Zheng made her move, he realized her intention.
But he did not chase after her immediately. He just stood there quietly, his eyes closely following her hurriedly fleeing back.
The corners of his mouth curled up into a helpless smile, which contained endless doting.
Although Yun Zheng's ankle has mostly healed, she still cannot do strenuous exercise.
Just let her be, she can't run away anyway.
Yun Zheng returned to her bedroom, slammed the door shut, and trapped herself in this small room.
Her hurried footsteps suddenly stopped the moment the door closed. She leaned against the door, breathing slightly.
Her heartbeat was roaring in her ears like a drum, and her cheeks were faintly flushed due to the intense emotional fluctuations and rapid running just now, like a newly blooming peach blossom, delicate and bright.
She calmed down a little, then slowly turned around and locked the door.
After doing all this, she dragged her still trembling body to the bed and sat down.
After sitting firmly, Yun Zheng took a deep breath and tried to calm her panicked heart.
She took out her cell phone, slid her finger across the screen, and found Cen Lian'an's WeChat.
Just a tap of the finger and the call is connected instantly.
Cen Li'an on the other end of the phone answered immediately, his tone filled with anxiety, "Zheng Zheng, President Fu just said he wanted to change your dressing! Where are you injured?"
Yun Zheng looked at Cen Lian'an, whose face was full of worry in the video, and gently raised the corners of her mouth, forcing a comforting smile.
She explained softly, "A couple of days ago, when I went to the hot spring resort to soak in the hot springs, I accidentally stepped on some moss and sprained my ankle. It's almost healed now."
Upon hearing this, Cen Li'an frowned tightly, his tone filled with heartache, "How could you be so careless! Spraining your ankle is no small matter. It takes 100 days to heal a broken bone. You have to take good care of it. Don't take it lightly."
"Did your Mr. Fu change your medicine? Did he take good care of you?"
"It's already been changed." Yun Zheng smiled, a warm feeling welling up in her heart. She gently comforted him, "Don't worry, I'm really fine."
Cen Li'an finally breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still some dissatisfaction in his tone, "Boss Fu is really something. He took you to the hot springs without paying more attention and got you hurt."
Yun Zheng couldn't help laughing as she listened to her best friend's complaints: "Okay, okay, don't blame him. It was my own carelessness."
Cen Li'an curled his lips, with a hint of ridicule in his tone, "Oh, you even protected it. Even though you sprained your foot yourself, you are also half responsible for him not taking good care of you, right?"
Yun Zheng looked at her best friend's incessant chatter and could only agree helplessly and lovingly, "Alright, alright, isn't it okay if he's fully responsible?"
After hearing this answer, Cen Li'an finally felt satisfied and slightly pressed the corners of his mouth, "Forget it, I don't understand the interest between you two young people, and I can't understand it for the time being."
"What's so interesting about it!" Yun Zheng retorted subconsciously, but her slightly red face betrayed her.
Cen Lian raised one eyebrow, looking as if he meant whatever you said.
The next second, he changed his expression to a serious one, "By the way, Zheng Zheng, how are you and Mr. Fu doing lately? Any new progress?"
Yun Zheng was stunned by her question, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she subconsciously avoided the camera, her eyes a little evasive. "What new development? Don't talk nonsense."
Seeing her like this, Cen Li'an knew there was definitely a play going on, and quickly asked, "Hey, don't be shy! Tell me quickly, are you guys... huh?"
Yun Zheng looked ahead with unfocused eyes. After a moment of silence, she said, "An An, let me send you a photo."
"Well, send it over soon."
Her slender fingers hovered over the send button and pressed it.
The moment the photo finished loading, Cen Lian'an's gasp almost pierced the receiver.
That is the runway of Beijing No. 1 Middle School covered with ginkgo leaves. The golden leaves are like golden butterflies, dancing in the long river of time.
The girl had a ponytail and was wearing a blue and white school uniform. Her back was coated with a layer of gold in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if the whole world had stopped for this moment.
Even the hair is immersed in a honey-like halo, and every breath of air is filled with the breath of youth.
"Is this... Fu Linghe's mobile phone wallpaper?" Cen Lian gently poked the screen with his fingertips to enlarge the picture.
As the blurry shadow in the lower right corner gradually became clear, the outline of the slender legs wrapped in black school pants seemed to be silently telling a hidden secret. It was clearly the shadow of the photographer hiding behind the sycamore tree.
Although Cen Lian was shocked, she quickly regained her composure. After all, she had known about Fu Linghe's secret love for Yun Zheng eight hundred years ago.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, with a hint of cunning, knowing everything but saying it, "Is this the photo you misunderstood as someone else's?"
When Yun Zheng heard Cen Lian'an's words, she was slightly stunned, and a hint of realization flashed in her eyes.
After a long while, she nodded gently and said in a low voice, "Yes, it's that photo."
Yun Zheng told Cen Lian about this when she first saw the photo. She still remembers her surprise and confusion at that time.
Cen Li'an sighed, his tone filled with helplessness and heartache. "You're so slow-witted. Even an outsider like me can see clearly what Mr. Fu feels for you, but you're still in the dark, jealous of yourself."
Yun Zheng pursed her lips, her fingers unconsciously stroking the screen of her mobile phone, her eyes full of complicated emotions.
"Then why didn't you, an outsider, wake me up earlier?" she complained softly.
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