Fu Wei half-knelt steadily beside the wheelchair, put his hands through Fu Yanci's armpits, and carefully transferred him from his back to the wheelchair.
The moment he sat in the wheelchair, Fu Yanci's mood was like a tangled mess, complicated and difficult to discern.
A hint of loneliness flashed across his eyes for a moment, which would have been difficult to detect if one hadn't paid close attention.
After all, he used to be a man of great agility and vigor, but now he has to rely on a wheelchair to move around. The huge gap makes him feel bitter.
But his years of military training allowed him to adjust his mood quickly. In the blink of an eye, he hid that loneliness deeply and replaced it with a calm expression.
Tang Fengzhen picked up the apron and tied it around her waist skillfully.
She had a smile on her face as warm as the sun, and her eyes were full of love for her family.
"Xiao Wan, you guys take a rest in the living room. Your sister Xiao Xue and I will go prepare dinner. We have to have a good meal today!"
As Tang Fengzhen spoke, she walked briskly towards the kitchen.
Su Wantang raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a sweet smile, and nodded slightly in response.
Then, he quickly walked to Fu Yanci, slowly squatted down, and asked curiously: "Comrade Fu Yanci, can I visit your room?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Yanci immediately suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile as gentle as the spring breeze.
His eyes were full of doting as he said, "It's your room too, come with me."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed his slender fingers gently in the direction of the room.
Su Wantang understood what he meant. She gently grasped the handle of the wheelchair with her fair hands and slowly pushed him forward in the direction Fu Yanci pointed.
Arriving at Fu Yanci's door, Fu Yanci stretched out his hand, placed his bony fingers lightly on the door panel, and slowly exerted force to push the door open.
With a creaky sound, the door slowly opened, and I saw that the room was very clean and tidy, without a trace of clutter.
In the room, a wooden bed is placed against the wall, next to the bed is a simple bedside table, and opposite is a wardrobe with the door closed, looking very neat.
There is a desk near the window.
Su Wantang walked quickly into the room, went straight to the window, grabbed a corner of the curtain with both hands, exerted a little force with his arms, and pulled the curtain open with a "swish".
In an instant, the sunlight outside poured in like a tide, instantly adding a bit of vitality and vigor to this originally slightly deserted room.
Su Wantang turned around, a happy smile on her face, her eyes curved into crescents, and she exclaimed, "Your room is very clean and tidy. It's really comfortable to look at."
Fu Yanci pushed his wheelchair in slowly, his eyes following Su Wantang's back all the time.
There was a gentle smile on his face and his eyes were full of tenderness.
After a long while, he spoke softly, his voice low and gentle: "It seems that Wanwan likes this room very much. Will Wanwan stay tonight?"
When he said this, there was a hint of expectation in his eyes, and that expectation was like a flame in the darkness, flickering slightly.
At the same time, there was a hint of nervousness, and his fingers tapped unconsciously on the armrest of the wheelchair, fearing that Su Wantang would refuse.
Su Wantang raised her eyebrows slightly and frowned, seeming a little puzzled by Fu Yanci's question.
With a wicked smile on her lips, she leaned down, leaned forward, and looked straight into Fu Yanci's eyes. Their eyes met in the air.
"We've already gotten married, we're husband and wife, shouldn't husband and wife sleep together?"
A warm breath hit his face, and Fu Yanci's neck instantly flushed. His eyes were full of tenderness and shyness, like a young boy who had just fallen in love.
After a long while, he coughed lightly, trying to hide his nervousness: "Husband and wife...naturally have to sleep together."
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Su Wantang's, leaving her nowhere to escape.
Su Wantang smiled slightly, stretched out her hand, and gently pinched Fu Yanci's chin with her fingers.
Then she leaned over slightly and gently pressed her lips against Fu Yanci's.
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