Fu Wenting lowered his head, looked at the tea on the table, and said lightly, "Xiaoyu, this is very good."
"I think so too." Wen Weiye felt relieved and relieved. "Although Xiaoyu is a little spoiled, she is really smart and cute."
"Yeah." Fu Wenting's face remained calm when he heard his brother-in-law talking about Wen Liyu's past, but ripples kept appearing in his heart.
Xiaoyu has been so cute since she was a child.
He felt a little lost. When Wen Liyu was three or four years old, he was in school and was already planning to leave here. He was too busy to have time to come over.
But it's not too late now. When he just came back, something was attracting him. He turned around and saw Wen Liyu in the crowd at a glance.
She was like a diamond dropped into the quaint pebbles, so beautiful and dazzling that he couldn't take his eyes off her.
Still today.
Whenever Fu Wenting saw her, his heart would become calm, his irritability and anger would disappear, leaving only joy and relaxation.
Time passed quickly, and the last bell of the evening rang outside, reminding everyone that it was already eight o'clock in the evening.
"It's so late, Wenting, you've been busy all day, why don't you just rest here?" Fu Mei interrupted their conversation, "Let Xiaofei and Xiaoyang squeeze in and make room for one."
"Sister, that's okay." Fu Wenting stood up and straightened the hem of his shirt. "I'm going to take Xiaoyu back. I have to get up early tomorrow."
Fu Mei nodded hesitantly, "Oh... well, that's good."
Fu Wenting has an aura that ordinary people don't have, which is emitted from time to time, reminding people around him that he is different.
"Xiaoyu, let's go." Fu Wenting raised his eyes and looked at Wen Yufei who had been talking to Wen Liyu.
Wen Yufei shuddered and immediately released his claws, "Little sister, go, your uncle is calling you."
"Here I am!" Wen Liyu put away the things on the table. On the table were the small accessories bought for her by her eldest and second brothers, which were earrings and necklaces bought on the roadside or in stores.
Although it looks cheap and tacky, Wen Liyu likes it very much.
She put the things back into the small bag, carried the bag and walked towards Fu Wenting, "Uncle, let's go."
"Yeah." Fu Wenting nodded, his eyes passing over the small bag, "Sister, brother-in-law, we're leaving first."
"Okay, be careful on the road and ask the driver to drive slowly." Fu Mei and Wen Weiye sent them out the door together.
Fu Wenting nodded in agreement, stopping them from continuing to send him off. "Well, no need to send him off."
"Okay." Fu Mei frowned, feeling that something was not right.
Why do I feel so confused about sending my son-in-law and daughter away?
Wen Liyu and Fu Wenting were walking quietly in the alley. Suddenly, she stopped and looked up at the man beside her. "Uncle, do you remember this place?"
"Hmm?" Fu Wenting looked around and said in a deep voice, "I remember."
Wen Liyu pursed her lips, walked up to him, raised her head, and said softly, "At that time, my uncle told me that you also like good-looking people."
Her voice was soft and calm, passing by his ears little by little and drifting away with the breeze.
Wen Liyu's eyes curved slightly as she asked word by word, "What was uncle thinking at that time?"
Fu Wenting's solemn eyes slowly darkened, and his gaze fell directly on her, "Xiaoyu, do you want to know?"
He bent down, keeping his eyes level with hers, his eyes like a scanner, taking in all her expressions and thoughts.
Wen Liyu's heartbeat quickened when he looked at her, and her breathing became slow and long due to nervousness. "...I want to."
She was sweating uncontrollably. They were the only two people in the alley at night. Everyone else was resting in their homes and no one came out.
Fu Wenting pulled her closer, put his arm around her waist, and Wen Liyu's body was suspended in the air for a few seconds before she was carried to the shadow behind a tree on the roadside.
A small and dark space is most likely to breed various emotions, and the atmosphere around the two people is becoming more and more sticky.
"I was thinking at that time..." Fu Wenting raised his hand and put his legs on the tree trunk so that she could sit leaning against it.
His voice was low and tender, pressing into her ears forcefully and slowly, "Xiaoyu is the most beautiful person I have ever seen."
"...You're lying." Wen Liyu blushed with shame, her face spreading from her cheeks to her neck. Her voice trembled slightly, "It's definitely not."
Fu Wenting lowered his head and put his forehead against hers. "Where are you lying?"
He kept his hands on her waist, afraid that she would lose her balance and fall.
Hearing her words, his fingers gently kneaded the soft flesh beneath his hands, "…Why not?"
Wen Liyu let out a small gasp from her throat. Smelling the alcohol emanating from the man, she felt like she had been drunk too. Just smelling his breath made her feel a little drunk.
"You must have seen other good-looking people." She refused to show weakness, biting her lip, her tone filled with a hint of dissatisfaction and complaint.
"The dinner party the day before yesterday...you didn't even let me go."
Fu Wenting moved closer to her, his eyes burning with fire and stars, and he pounced on her fiercely like a wolf or a tiger, "Those people like to smoke."
"Take you to breathe secondhand smoke?" He lowered his head, almost touching her lips, his voice hoarse, "I can't bear to let you go."
When Wen Liyu inhaled, she could only smell a faint scent on him, and could only see him in her eyes. The subtle touch on his lips was both irritating and ambiguous.
She leaned forward slightly, her soft lips brushing against the corner of his mouth, and she spoke vaguely and stickily, "Then you should go there less often and don't smoke."
Fu Wenting chuckled, the subtle vibration of his chest transmitted to her through the contact, "Xiaoyu, are you going to start controlling me?"
"...Is it not possible?" Wen Liyu pursed her lips, her cheeks blushing, her eyes filled with burning spring water, "I want you to live longer."
Fu Wenting exhaled, his body stiffened under her gaze, his fingers eagerly moving inward and upward from the hem of his clothes.
The calluses on the fingertips and palms cause a noticeable tingling sensation when they rub against the skin, like being electrocuted by a tiny electric current.
Wen Liyu whimpered and softened into a puddle of water.
"Wenting..." She leaned her hands on his shoulders, her cheek leaning forward, her lips moist and bright red.
Fu Wenting was hooked by the hook in her eyes and words, and could not see anyone else except her.
He held the back of her head, lowered his head, and murmured in a deep voice, "I will do my best..."
He would try his best to shorten the ten-year distance between them and walk as far behind her as possible.
He didn't dare to think about how scared Xiaoyu, such a delicate and soft girl, would be if he left first and left her alone.
Fu Wenting held her soft lips and his tongue lightly swept across her teeth.
He moved a little hastily, with a bright red hue at the corners of his eyes, and his pupils were as bright as stars.
Wen Liyu only felt pain at the root of her tongue. She lowered her brows in grievance, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Be gentle..."
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