Chapter 263 Are you throwing yourself into my arms?
The two simple pieces of cloth with ribbons hanging on them stood out on the empty balcony.
Wen Liang's hair suddenly blew up, and he felt embarrassed, ashamed, and a little angry. "Fu Zheng! You..."
"Me what?" Fu Zheng followed her gaze, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, and asked even though he knew the answer.
Wen Liang gritted her teeth and glared at him fiercely. She didn't want to argue with him in front of Fu Shifan about this matter, so she rushed to the balcony and took off her swimsuit.
She quickly folded up her swimsuit and was about to put it in her pocket when Fu Zheng grabbed her wrist and snatched the swimsuit from her hand. "What are you doing?"
"What do you want me to do?" Wen Liang broke free from her wrist and reached out to grab the swimsuit.
Fu Zheng raised his long arm. Wen Liang tried to reach it several times but failed. She was so angry that she put her hands on her hips and looked at him, "Give me the clothes!"
"This is mine, why should I give it to you?" Fu Zheng said righteously.
Wen Liang looked at him in disbelief, unable to believe how shameless he was. "What do you mean by 'your stuff'? That's mine..."
"You threw it away, I picked it up, and it's mine!"
Wen Liang opened his mouth, but his mind suddenly froze, "But..."
"But what?" Fu Zheng asked, "Am I wrong?"
Wen Liang's face flushed red, and he suddenly didn't know how to refute.
Her little face was flushed and her eyes were wet. She was very angry but had no place to vent her anger, like a pufferfish that was always angry.
Fu Zheng couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. He put the swimsuit to his nose and sniffed it gently, "It smells so good!"
“!!”
Wen Liang got goose bumps all over his body, his ears were red and bleeding, and his lungs were about to explode with anger, "Fu Zheng! You - can you be a little more shameless?"
"Okay." A dark light flashed in Fu Zheng's eyes, the corners of his lips curled up wantonly, and he whispered something in Wen Liang's ear.
Wen Liangteng's face flushed red, and she glared at him with her watery eyes. Her chest heaved with anger, and she was speechless. "You—you—"
He...he just said he wanted to use her swimsuit...
Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang's puffed-up face with a half-smile, then folded the two small clothes seriously and put them in his pocket. "Don't worry, I will keep them well."
Wen Liang: “!”
Her face turned blue and red, she glared at Fu Zheng, snorted coldly, and turned away.
Suddenly, she pounced back and reached for Fu Zheng's pocket at lightning speed.
However, Fu Zheng was prepared. He grabbed her wrist and pulled it before she reached into her pocket.
Wen Liang lost her balance, screamed, and threw herself into Fu Zheng's arms.
All I could hear was Fu Zheng's playful voice from above, "Aliang, are you throwing yourself at me?"
Wen Liang's ears were burning hot, so she quickly supported his chest and got out of his arms, "Shut up!"
In the past, in her heart, Fu Zheng had always been a flower of the high mountain, calm, rational, decisive, and exuding the charm of a mature man, exactly the type she liked.
Somehow, she suddenly felt that Fu Zheng had become a different person recently, and he became very mean.
Just like the little boys in elementary school who were naughty with their hands.
She wanted to slap him twice.
Wen Liang came out from the balcony and looked around. Fu Shifan, who was so big in the living room, was gone.
"Fanfan?"
"Aunt, I'm here."
Fu Shifan's voice came from the room.
Wen Liang took a deep breath and fanned his face with his fingers together.
When the heat on her face gradually subsided, she pushed open the door of Fu Shifan's room and asked, "Why did you come back to your room suddenly?"
Fu Shifan got off the bed and said with a smile, "I'm just afraid of disturbing my uncle and aunt."
Wen Liang: “…”
"Come on, auntie will take you to the back mountain to play." Wen Liang waved helplessly.
Fu Shifan immediately trotted over and asked as he came out of the room, "Is Uncle going?"
"He's not going."
"go."
Two voices rang out in unison.
Fu Shifan opened his eyes wide, and his eyeballs rolled around, looking back and forth between Wen Liang and Fu Zheng. "So, is Uncle going or not?"
Wen Liang gritted his teeth and looked at Fu Zheng. He glared at him and said, "No."
There is a sense of either him or me, or me or him.
Fu Shifan looked at Fu Zheng, tilting his head.
Fu Zheng smiled helplessly, "Fanfan, uncle won't go for now, you go play with aunt."
"All right."
Wen Liang played with Fu Shifan for the whole morning. At noon, when they were having lunch in the restaurant, Fu Shifan asked her, "Aunt, we are going back in the afternoon. Do you want to go back with us?"
A warm meal.
In fact, she was just about to ask Tang Shishi to pick her up in the afternoon.
Since she had already made an appointment with Meng Ce to meet again in three days, there was no need for her to go back with the bus.
However, she really didn't want to stay with a certain elementary school student.
Wen Liang glanced at Fu Zheng beside him.
Fu Zheng was also looking at her, his eyes unfathomable, concentrating on observing the expression on her face.
Seeing Wen Liang looking over, Fu Zheng retracted his gaze and smiled, "Why are you looking at me?"
Wen Liangliang said, "It would be great if you could just disappear right where you are."
Fu Zheng smiled, "Sorry, this can't satisfy you."
Wen Liang snorted expressionlessly and sent a message to Tang Shishi.
Tang Shishi said that she was at the Tang family and couldn't leave because of something.
Wen Liang rubbed his forehead helplessly. It seemed that he had to ride in the same car with the elementary school student.
She said to Fu Shifan, "When are you leaving?"
Fu Shifan, "Before dinner."
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Fu Zheng withdrew his gaze from her phone screen, looked at her gently, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
She had no plan to go back with Daba and Meng Ce.
It seems that last night's arrangement was effective. She and Meng Ce have probably broken up.
The topic at the table changed, and Fu Shifan said to Fu Zheng, "Uncle, will my grandma come during the Spring Festival?"
"I think so. Fanfan can call her and ask her when he gets back." Fu Zheng reached out to help Fu Shifan pick up some food.
Wen Liang's eyes rolled and he glanced at Fu Zheng's pocket beside him inconspicuously.
Seeing that Fu Zheng was talking to Fu Shifan seriously, Wen Liang took a mouthful of rice without any expression on his face, put down his chopsticks, picked up the drink with his left hand and took a sip, then his right hand slipped down from the table silently and slowly touched Fu Zheng's pocket.
She lowered her eyes and glanced at it, then found the right spot and reached in.
Suddenly, a big hand caught her red-handed.
Fu Zheng raised the corner of his lips and glanced at her meaningfully.
Being caught red-handed, Wen Liang felt embarrassed and pulled his hand back in frustration.
However, Fu Zheng held her small hand even tighter, wrapping his big hand around hers and kneading it gently.
"Let go." Wen Liang whispered.
"Aliang, your hands are so soft."
Fu Zheng smiled, pulled her hand to his lips, and gently kissed the back of her hand before letting her go.
The warm and soft touch gave Wen Liang goose bumps. She immediately wiped the back of her hand and glanced at him, "Where are my clothes?"
"What clothes?"
Wen Liang was so angry when he saw him playing dumb, "You know what I'm talking about!"
Fu Zheng smiled and said, "Aliang, are you stupid? How could I possibly carry those two pieces of clothing with me?"
As he spoke, he leaned over and whispered in Wen Liang's ear, "I put it under my pillow, and every day from now on..."
Wen Liang immediately reached out and covered his dog's mouth.
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