Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

"You like your grandpa and grandma very much." Wen Qian was a narrative sentence, pestering Fu Yicheng to tell many things about her grandpa and grandma when they were alive, including the shadows of Fu Jinan and Ning Wenru, but every time Fu Jinan was mentioned, Fu Yicheng's speech speed would pause, a little awkward.

Wen Qian didn't know when she fell asleep, Fu Yicheng stopped talking, and pulled the quilt covering Wen Qian up.

Seeing Wen Qian's sleeping face made Fu Yicheng feel at ease.

After watching the show, Wen Qian had no other plans, Fu Yicheng suggested to go mountain climbing, Meng Xiaoran said that proper exercise is good for the baby.

Wen Qian readily agreed, but there are no mountains in the urban area. When driving to the suburbs, the mountains are also short.

Wen Qian is a bit disgusted, but domestic is better, even if it is close to the sea, the mountain is very high, and you can see the scenery of the whole city when you climb up, I don't know if this mountain can be seen.

"I can see it."

Wen Qian was taken aback for a moment, it turned out that she had spoken her mind.

"No matter how short the mountain is, it is a high place, and you can see all the scenery from the low place."

"Okay." Wen Qian walked behind Fu Yicheng. The mountain was not steep, but Wen Qian hadn't exercised for two months, and she was out of breath after climbing a few hundred steps. Fu Yicheng put on clothes for her before going out. It's so hot now that I want to take off my clothes.

But as soon as she pulled down the zipper, Fu Yicheng looked back as if he had eyes behind him, and forcefully pulled Wen Qian's zipper up: "It's windy on the mountain."

Wen Qian threw away her crutches: "I'm hot, and there is still such a high distance to climb." Will she sweat all over when she goes up?
Fu Yicheng gave her the water bottle: "How about I carry you?"

Wen Qian came here to exercise for herself, so what's the matter with being carried up the mountain by Fu Yicheng.

Besides, Fu Yicheng had to carry all the accompanying things. If he carried her again, Fu Yicheng would be exhausted and paralyzed when he reached the top of the mountain.

"I'll go by myself."

Wen Qian thought for Fu Yicheng's sake but refused to say anything, put the water bottle back into Fu Yicheng's arms, and walked up in anger.

Walking in front of Fu Yicheng, although you can't pull down the chain, you can pull down the collar, Wen Qian secretly looked back at Fu Yicheng with a guilty conscience, and found that he was smiling, and she didn't know if she noticed her little tricks.

It took half an hour to reach the halfway up the mountain. Wen Qian had already stopped to rest twice, hammering her legs desperately. The mountain doesn't look high at all. Why is it so hard to get up?
"According to your speed, our lunch will be delayed."

Fu Yicheng planned to have a barbecue on the mountain, but he didn't bring anyone with him, so he had to do everything by himself when he arrived on the mountain. Fortunately, there was a small stream on the top of the mountain, so he didn't have to worry about water.

Fu Yicheng was also sweating on his forehead, if he knew it earlier, he would have asked someone to carry these luggage on his back, which would not only be troublesome but also delay his carrying his wife.

Wen Qian sat up from the rock with a jerk.

Hearing that lunch was going to be delayed, he couldn't sit still, dragged Fu Yicheng up, and said something against his will: "I'm not tired."

Hurrying to climb to the top of the mountain before twelve noon, both Wen Qian and Fu Yicheng were tired and lay face to face on the grass.

The weather in France is already cold, and the sun at noon can make people feel warm at most.

After finally climbing to the top of the mountain, Wen Qian was surrounded by a great sense of satisfaction, and suddenly felt less tired.

He raised his hand and touched Fu Yicheng's head: "Are you hungry?"

Fu Yicheng grabbed the hand that was making trouble on his face: "Yes."

"I'm going to cook."

Fu Yicheng doesn't know how to cook, so Wen Qian must come.

The water in the creek was very sweet, and Wen Qian took a sip. She didn't dare to drink more because it was too cold. She couldn't help but feel that it was a pity. If it wasn't for the child in her stomach, she would not be so cautious. The opportunity must come again, drink enough.

The ingredients are all pre-processed. Wen Qian set up the grill after cooking the soup and put charcoal on it to prepare for the barbecue.

"You know how to grill?" Fu Yicheng picked up the ingredients and put them on the grill. Why didn't he know that Wen Qian still had this skill, and it was originally planned for him to come, so he went to learn it for a while.

"Of course, my barbecue is delicious, but it's a pity that Tu Meiling is not here." When Wen Qian went out to party with her classmates when she was a student, the grilled things were always sold out. Among them, Tu Meiling was the most powerful. You won't give up when you're full.

"Meiling has eaten your barbecue?"

Fu Yicheng was a bit uncomfortable, he didn't even know that his wife could barbecue, Tu Meiling and those classmates he didn't know had already eaten it.

"That's right." Wen Qian stared at Huohou but didn't notice Fu Yicheng's expression, after answering the words, Fu Yicheng remained silent, and then raised her eyelids to look at him: "What's wrong?
"It's nothing, you wouldn't have roasted it for Si Yue, would you?" Forget about his classmates, but he couldn't stand his rival in love.

Wen Qian didn't know why this topic was brought up to Si Yue, but she still answered truthfully: "No."

She and Si Yue met at a foreign exchange meeting. People might look down on her barbecue skills. How could she roast for Si Yue to eat.

"That's good." Fu Yicheng balanced.

Wen Qian couldn't understand Fu Yicheng's brain circuit, so she grilled quietly.

After the two had eaten and drank enough, they continued to lie on the grass, but this time Wen Qian was lying on Fu Yicheng's legs.

He was right, no matter how short the mountain is, it is a high place compared to the urban area. Standing on a high place, you can naturally see the scenery of the whole city.

The architecture in France is different from that in China, and there is not much greenery. It looks cold and has no trace of human touch.

Wen Qian thought of the agreement she and Fu Yicheng signed when they got married.

Counting the time, it has already expired, and the relationship between her and Fu Yicheng is also different from the past: "Yicheng, that agreement...is it with you?"

"What agreement?" Fu Yicheng had forgotten about it.

"It was the agreement I asked to sign when we got married." At that time, the agreement stated that they would divorce three years later and then go their separate ways.

"Oh, I threw it into the shredder, and it's buried in the soil now." No matter when she was still thinking about the agreement, Wen Qian couldn't run away for the rest of her life.

Shredder?Wen Qian opened her mouth slightly, a little surprised. Could it be that Fu Yicheng had expected that they would not divorce?

Calculating the time, Fu Yicheng is suddenly so anxious to have a child, maybe he just wants to tie her down.

"Fu Yicheng, I've always wanted to ask you a question, why did you cooperate with me in acting?"

Their identities were very different, if Fu Yicheng didn't act with her, and Wen's father took her back and sold her to someone else, there would be no loss for Fu Yicheng.

"That night...was your first time."

Wen Qian couldn't figure out this answer, it was impossible for Fu Yicheng to be responsible for whoever he wanted for the first time.

"Could it be that you have fallen in love with me a long time ago?" Wen Qian said this bold guess.

Fu Yicheng was relieved that Wen Qian had finally thought of this level, and if she was willing to speak out, did it mean that she accepted him from the bottom of her heart?