Wen Liyu waited in the room until ten o'clock in the evening, but her uncle still didn't come back.
She was wearing a lace nightgown that her uncle had someone buy from abroad, sitting in the living room, staring at the phone in a daze.
Should she call her uncle?
But she just kissed her uncle in the car, and she still hasn't recovered from it...
"Oh..." Wen Liyu held her face and curled up on the sofa.
Uncle Mai walked up to her and said, "Miss, do you need me to ask your husband when he will be back tonight?"
Wen Liyu came back to her senses, paused, and nodded hesitantly, "...then ask."
"Uncle Mai! Remember not to tell me what I want to ask." She added with a blushing face.
Uncle Mai nodded to indicate that he understood, then walked to the phone and picked up the receiver.
The clicking sound of the keys seemed to be pressing on Wen Liyu's heart, making her feel nervous.
“Beep…beep…”
"Sir, I'm Maddie." Uncle Mai spoke first. "Well, yes, the lady asked me to ask you, when will you be back?"
Wen Liyu's eyes widened, "!!!"
Uncle Mai!!!
Before she could condemn Uncle Mai's dishonest behavior, Uncle Mai handed the microphone to her and said, "Miss, the gentleman wants to talk to you."
"..." Wen Liyu glared at Uncle Mai unhappily and took the phone reluctantly, "...Hello?"
"Xiaoyu." Fu Wenting's voice was sexy, and the smoky voice was even clearer through the microphone. "Do you miss me?"
Wen Liyu was startled by his words. She covered the microphone and looked to the side, and found that Uncle Mai had already left with his people in advance, and she was the only one left in the living room.
She breathed a sigh of relief and raised the microphone to her lips, "...Uncle, what are you talking about?"
"Yeah." Fu Wenting chuckled, his tiredness and decadence fading away. "It will be very late tonight. Xiaoyu, go to bed first. You don't have to wait for me."
Wen Liyu opened her mouth and wrapped her fingers around the phone cord, twisting it around a few times before speaking after a while, "Then...then you won't be coming back tonight?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds before Fu Wenting spoke in a hoarse voice, "...reply."
Wen Liyu breathed a sigh of relief, her worries dissipated, and her tone became much lighter. "Okay, then I'll wait for my uncle to come back."
"So good? Then...Xiaoyu, can you leave the door open for me?"
Fu Wenting's laughter seemed to ring beside her ears, and Wen Liyu could even imagine her uncle's expression.
He must have had a dull expression, but his eyes were like stars falling from the sky, with long burning flames trailing behind them, and the curve of his lips was so subtle that you could only see it if you looked closely.
Wen Liyu's cheeks immediately turned red. At her uncle's silent urging, she stammered, "Stay... I'll leave the door open for you."
After she finished speaking, she felt as if she was drenched in fire. Her whole body became hot and beads of sweat appeared on her fair forehead.
A faint pink color appeared on the tip of her small nose, and her eyes were full of water. Her shy and innocent look was attractive, but no one saw it.
Neither of them spoke anymore, nor did they hang up the phone, just listening quietly to each other's uneasy breathing.
Wen Liyu gripped the microphone tighter and tighter, her heart pounding.
She knew what her uncle meant by leaving the door open.
The door that was left open was not the main door of the villa, but the door of her room.
She knew it, and her uncle knew it too.
The two knew it well, but they kept pulling at each other.
There was a constant stream of voices coming from Fu Wenting's end, as if asking him why he was on the phone for so long.
The mixed voices of a group of men's teasing and mocking voices spread from Fu Wenting to Wen Liyu.
"Uncle, you go..."
"wait for me."
Wen Liyu pursed her lips and responded in a low voice, "Yeah."
"Be good." Fu Wenting seemed to start walking, and there was a slight sound of wind coming from the microphone. "I'll be there soon."
Wen Liyu hung up the phone as if sleepwalking, returned to her room holding her skirt, fell down and threw herself into the soft quilt.
She sighed slowly, "Oh... so exciting."
System: "Master, your temperature is a little high. Do you need me to help adjust it?"
"No need." Wen Liyu automatically turned over and spread her arms and legs. "It will get warm again in a while anyway."
System: “…Okay.”
Wen Liyu waited for nearly an hour before she heard the sound of a car engine coming from outside.
She quickly got up and walked to the terrace, put her hands on the railing, and looked down.
The master bedroom on the second floor has a small terrace with an exquisite coffee table and chairs, which is about two and a half meters high from the first floor.
Fu Wenting got out of the car and immediately looked up to the second floor, and happened to meet her eyes.
"Uncle..." Wen Liyu's fingers nervously grasped the edge of the railing, and her fingertips turned slightly white.
Fu Wenting handed his coat to Uncle Mai who came to greet him, and waved to the driver and assistant to go back.
He walked step by step to the bottom of the terrace and looked up at Wen Liyu, "Xiaoyu, are you still awake?"
His voice was hoarse and deep, like an elegant and melodious cello playing in the night.
Uncle Mai understood the situation very well and led his people away. Only Fu Wenting and Wen Liyu, who was standing on the second-floor terrace, were left outside the villa.
"I'm...waiting for my uncle to come back." Wen Liyu's cheeks were rosy, and her eyes were filled with spring water, which was slowly enticing people to come closer.
Fu Wenting looked at her quietly, his brows relaxed, the sharpness and seriousness disappeared, leaving only beauty.
He took out a dewy red rose from somewhere and said, "I don't know what you young people would like..."
Fu Wenting brushed his fingers over the petals, straightening out the crooked ones. "I originally wanted to buy all the flowers, but Xiao Chen stopped me."
"He said it would be better to deliver one a day rather than all at once."
"I think there is some truth to that." Fu Wenting raised his eyes again, a slight blush flashing across his ears.
He looked at Wen Liyu calmly, only his eyes and slightly tense body revealed his inner unrest.
Fu Wenting raised his hand and handed the rose upwards. His eyes, which were always serious and cold, curved slightly, like the snow melting on the top of a mountain. "Xiaoyu, this is for you."
Wen Liyu looked down at the dazzling red rose in the dark night, her heart beating wildly.
Her eyes moved away from the roses and fell on Fu Wenting's fingers, which turned white due to nervousness.
It's already one in the morning. You can still find a flower shop at this time. You must have been looking for a long time.
"Uncle, what do you mean..." Wen Liyu's eyes were red and tears gathered in them. When illuminated by the light above her head, the fragmented light was like falling stars.
She originally thought that they had a tacit understanding and neither of them would take the initiative to break the paper, so they just needed to maintain their current relationship.
She is very timid and afraid of many things.
But she didn't want to care about that now, she just wanted to get to the bottom of it.
Fu Wenting continued to pass the things, and his serious and sharp eyes turned into deep affection and tenderness under the cover of the night.
"Xiaoyu, I like you."
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