Chapter 59 She seems to be at a loss too Fu Linchuan knew that he was not joking. He kissed Tang Zhiyi's lips again. The sky outside the window had already darkened, and the lights in the villa were automatically turned on. In this closed space, there was only the sound of two people breathing, and a certain atmosphere began to become rich. Fu Linchuan's voice was a little hoarse. He kissed her nose and said in a caring tone, "Can I take you to see our room again?" Tang Zhiyi responded vaguely. She couldn't walk anymore, so Fu Linchuan picked her up and walked out. The bedroom was on the third floor. He carried her to the living room on the second floor and took the elevator up. The buttons she had unbuttoned before were not buttoned again, and the black clothes made her skin look whiter. Tang Zhiyi was being held, her hands were weakly gathered in front of him, and she touched unconsciously and found that it felt pretty good. Fu Linchuan couldn't help but chuckle and quickened his pace.
Soon, the two arrived at the largest room on the third floor. Fu Linchuan walked in and gently put Tang Zhiyi on the bed. Tang Zhiyi's head rested on the pillow, her black hair spread out, her figure was beautiful, and her eyes were blurred, looking even more alluring under the dim yellow wall lamp. "Creek," he called her in a low voice. Tang Zhiyi responded. He kissed her forehead, then her delicate nose and bright red lips, sucked carefully and then continued down, burying himself in her neck. However, Tang Zhiyi seemed to feel something suddenly, and reached out to hold Fu Linchuan's head when he was about to continue. "that." She interrupted his movements and the charming atmosphere. She didn't know what to say. Fu Linchuan looked up at her with doubts in his eyes. "Otherwise, next time." Fu Linchuan's eyes darkened, and he didn't know where his brain was. His eyes changed from doubtful to hurt, and his tone was lonely: "You don't want me?" His eyes were deep and full of desire. The thin lips reflected the light of the water. When he was emotional, his whole body seemed to be thrown into the water, covered with a layer of mist, breathing heavily, and the exposed muscles were tight and hard. Tang Zhiyi silently moved his eyes away, resisting the male lust with reason. "No, it's me" She raised an arm to cover her face and stared at the ceiling. "I can't do it today, you should get up first." Fu Linchuan stood up and stood by the bed, watching her slowly sit up, covering her abdomen with one hand, her expression indescribable. Damn it, my period came early this month. Fu Linchuan understood something. Although he was disappointed, he quickly carried her into the bathroom, got her what she needed, and then went downstairs to make brown sugar water. An hour later, Tang Zhiyi changed into clean clothes, hugged the brown sugar water and nestled under the quilt. While drinking, she looked at the man next to her who had just taken a cold shower and looked a little smelly. She pursed her lips and comforted her with a smile: "It's okay, we still have a long time ahead."
Fu Linchuan looked at her face. Her half-dry black hair hung in front of her forehead, her thin eyelids were raised, the ends of her eyes were smooth and slightly upturned, and the tips of her eyes were hooked inward, full of teasing and seduction. With this monster's face, Tang Zhiyi couldn't help but smile. She seemed to be at a loss too. She raised the glass and drank the brown sugar water in one gulp as if drinking medicine. Then she placed the glass casually on the table next to her and threw Fu Linchuan onto the bed. She blinked, pressed him for a kiss, and suggested, "How about I help you?" Fu Linchuan sighed, laid her down, and covered her with the quilt. "It's okay, just go to sleep." He was about to kiss her lips, but paused, fearing that he couldn't control it again, so he pressed his lips to her forehead. "Didn't you say you have to go to the venue tomorrow?" Without waiting for Tang Zhiyi to speak again, he stretched out his long hand, turned off the light, then took her and the quilt into his arms, and said without hesitation: "Sleep." Tang Zhiyi opened her eyes and leaned in his arms, thinking okay. Then he leaned forward and closed his eyes. The next day, when Tang Zhiyi woke up, Fu Linchuan was no longer around as usual. She went to wash up in her pajamas, and then went downstairs to find someone, but she didn't see anyone processing documents in the living room. She was about to call out 'Fu Linchuan', but she smelled something. She followed the smell all the way to the kitchen and saw a man in a black shirt standing and busy inside. His sleeves on both sides were rolled up, revealing a lean and strong forearm. When she lived in Jinxiu Huating, Fu Linchuan often cooked food for her, but this was the first time she saw him cooking with her own eyes. Fu Linchuan lifted the pot and put the last poached egg into a white porcelain plate. After picking it up, he turned around and seemed not surprised to see her. "Let's have breakfast." Tang Zhiyi followed him to the dining table and asked curiously, "Aren't you busy today?" Fu Linchuan nodded: "Not bad." Tang Zhiyi took another look at the huge villa. It was obvious that such a big place could not be without a nanny and housekeeper. She continued to ask him: "You should have someone here to clean and cook, right? Why do you do it yourself?" Fu Linchuan put the plate on the table, paused, and glanced at the collar of her loose pajamas. Askew, revealing delicate collarbones and a large area of fair skin. Then he came closer and helped her straighten her collar. "Because I guessed that you would just come down in your pajamas and didn't want anyone else to see you." Tang Zhiyi lowered his head and glanced at his pajamas. This doesn't reveal anything, does it? And She added: "Then you can just ask me to change my clothes and come down. It's not necessary." Before she finished speaking, Fu Linchuan pulled the seat behind her and pushed her into position. He looked down at her and said every word seriously and attentively: "This is your home. You can wear whatever you want. There is no need to constrain yourself for others."
Tang Zhiyi sat in his seat and raised his eyebrows happily. She raised her head and smiled at Fu Linchuan: "Okay." The dinner plate was pushed in front of her. She looked at the sandwich on the plate and pushed a glass of warm milk to her hand. "Drink something hot." Tang Zhiyi took a bite and found that it tasted pretty good. The poached eggs were runny, and even the sandwich had no hard edges and was all soft bread core. Five years ago, Fu Linchuan seemed to cook often when he lived alone, but he was not so skilled at cooking and could only make some simple dishes. Nowadays, Fu Linchuan seems to be very good at both Chinese and Western food. Thinking of the five years she was missing in his life, Tang Zhiyi asked hesitantly: "Have you often cooked by yourself in the past few years?" Fu Linchuan ate with her, his tone was very calm. "Ah." "When I'm abroad, sometimes I want to find something to do for myself, but the food there is too unpalatable, except" he subconsciously concealed those two words. (End of this chapter)