69 "Date."

Meng Liyue could clearly feel his longing for her, which was completely... a tangible reminder of her.

Her whole body seemed to be put into boiling water. Her skin was red, extending from her cheeks to her face. Large patches of her snow-white skin were dyed as bright as rouge.

“You…you…”

The man with a low voice bit her ear gently and asked in a serious tone, "What about me?"

Meng Liyue suddenly lost all her strength. Her hands and legs felt weak, and half of her body felt numb. She had almost no ability to resist and let him do whatever he wanted.

And when Li went to the expedition, it was as if his Ren and Du meridians were opened.

After realizing that Meng Liyue's attraction to him had quietly become almost irresistible, he decisively followed his heart.

Respect the most original desire and own it.

I didn't even go into the bedroom, I just sat on the sofa.

The pillows were thrown all over the floor.

The rosy-skinned woman raised her slender arms and hung them around his neck, but soon lost her strength.

There is only endless heat.

…

Meng Liyue was glad that she had a day off today and didn't have to go to work. The moment she woke up, she felt sore all over her body.

But the culprit did not reflect on himself at all. When she woke up, he put his arm around her waist, admired her leisurely, and said slowly: "Come and exercise with me when you have time in the future."

"No..." Meng Liyue refused without hesitation.

"Then don't blame me next time."

He went to the expedition with a long sigh.

Meng Liyue stared at him, already having a bad feeling: "What else do you want to do?"

"Well...you will know." Li Fuzheng raised the corners of his mouth meaningfully and had no intention of telling her now.

Anyway, at some point, no matter how pitifully Meng Liyue begged him.

He won't stop.

Meng Liyue shuddered. She knew very well that as long as Li Fuzheng kissed her and said heart-stirring words in his ears, she would surrender immediately.

Just like these times, she quickly...

For Li Fuzheng, serving her and experiencing happiness is just the beginning.

The real feast comes after dessert.

Realizing that his gaze was getting darker and darker, Meng Liyue pushed him away as if she was burned and sat up: "I'm hungry."

"Um?"

Meng Liyue rarely gave a commanding speech: "Go make breakfast. I'm so hungry because of you."

That is indeed the truth.

"Okay, wait for me." Li Fuzheng kissed her and got up to make breakfast.

He was almost ready when Meng Liyue came out of the shower and sat at the dining table. He pushed the milk and grilled bacon in front of her.

Meng Liyue started eating immediately, and after a while she remembered to ask, "Did your trip go smoothly this time?"

"not bad."

Meng Liyue's mind flashed back to the gossip Xiao Rong had told her. She was curious: "Have you flown over the Indian route?"

Li Fuzheng nodded: "Fly over."

"So their controllers, English is really..."

Li Fuzheng showed an expression of dismay: "As you wish."

Meng Liyue smiled slightly, thinking it was quite interesting. It should also be a challenge for pilots.

Li Fuzheng finished eating and put down his chopsticks: "What are you going to do today?"

"No plans yet...watch a movie?"

"Can."

He searched for recently released movies and thought, maybe, he could pick one that was about love.

After showing it to Meng Liyue, she pointed decisively at the recently released monster movie and said, "Let's go with this one."

"……OK."

There is no need for any atmosphere.

In the cinema, the surroundings were filled with deafening special effects sounds, and there was no charming atmosphere at all. Fortunately, the movie was still good.

When the show was over, there was a large flow of people and the light in the corridor was a little dim. Li Fu Zheng silently grabbed Meng Liyue's hand and protected her as she walked out.

The temperature in her palms was burning hot, and she could no longer suppress her laughter.

After the movie ended, they had dinner outside and went home. Meng Liyue asked with some trepidation, "Is this a date today?"

Li Fuzheng turned his head and looked at her: "What else is it?"

She quickly turned her head to look out the window and said lightly, "I'm very happy today!"

Li Fuzheng is usually a person with very little emotional fluctuations and is not very sensitive to the outside world.

But recently, he seemed to be able to experience more and more shared happiness from Meng Liyue.

He accepted this change very smoothly.

After arriving home, Li Fuzheng received a call from Qi Zhi, and he chatted with him for a few words in the living room.

Before he came in, Meng Liyue closed the door and took out a thick notebook from the suitcase.

This notebook has been used for many years and the paper has turned slightly yellow.

Meng Liyue did not write a diary every day. She would only write a few sentences when there was something important to record.

The last time was on their wedding day.

The last time was when Li went to ask her if she had any plans to get married.

Meng Liyue wrote down the date, quickly added a sentence, and before he came in, she restored everything to its original position...

Not long after, Li Fuzheng walked into the bedroom, and Meng Liyue's expression returned to normal, without any abnormality.

He came to her and gently pinched her face with his fingers: "Tomorrow, shall we go to the nursing home?"

"Are you going to see Grandpa?"

He nodded.

Meng Liyue narrowed her eyes: "Okay!"

Before leaving, Li Fuzheng told her some things about the old man.

Mr. Li is old now and his health is not very good.

His mother didn't want him to come to the nursing home at first, but he insisted, and he had some old friends there, so he lived a happy life.

The old man knew in advance that his grandson was coming, and had been waiting for him for a long time. When he saw Li Fuzheng walking towards him with a pretty girl from afar, a smile of relief covered his face.

"Grandpa, this is Li Yue. As I told you before, we have already obtained the marriage certificate."

Li Fuzheng brought Meng Liyue to the old man and immediately introduced his identity.

Meng Liyue greeted him politely: "Hello, Grandpa."

"Okay, okay! Li Yue, right? She looks like a good kid!"

The old man was sitting in a wheelchair, feeling extremely satisfied. He could hardly hide his excitement. He turned to Li Fuzheng and snorted, "I'm glad you've made progress. You're finally willing to bring your wife to see me..."

Li Fuzheng curled his lips and asked, "How have you been doing recently?"

"It's great. It's cool here. I'll go back and live here after the summer is over."

The old man kept observing Meng Liyue, and the more he looked, the more he felt that only a slightly quiet and introverted girl like her could control his grandson with such a strong personality.

There were many familiar old friends in the nursing home, and they all came over and talked to me, each of them very curious.

Of course, there are some who are envious and jealous: "You old man are so lucky. Some time ago, you said that your grandson was not married, but it has only been a short time and your grandson's wife already has a wife!"

The old man was in great shape today. He raised his chin and said with great pride: "Not only do I have a grandson's wife, but in a while, I will also have a great-grandson!"