Marriage sprouting: Mr. Fu's favorite

She limply in his arms, let him ask for it.

In the chaotic consciousness, he hoped that the moment he stood on this cloud could be as old as heaven and earth.

From her father's accident to Lu Yixuan's betrayal, she became anxious about gain and loss, without any sense of security, but after Fu Chenxi said that he would not hurt her, she almost believed it without even thinking about it.

She didn't know how long she had been obsessed with this, but Cheng Nuo felt that not only her body was numb, but even the tip of her lips and tongue were numb, and she rolled from the window to his bed in a hazy state.

The moment she fell on Simmons, she woke up completely, and was about to push him up when she cried out in surprise.

However, all her actions seemed to be within his expectation, and in the next second, her hand was imprisoned by him.

"Nono...don't move..."

Fu Chenxi's face, magnified countless times, is close at hand. Although it is not clear enough due to the light problem, that flawless face seems to be as beautiful as finely carved jade no matter what the situation is.

Cheng Nuo didn't think she was a nympho, but after seeing his beauty, she seemed to be infatuated from time to time.

After he said a word, she obediently remained still and lay down under him.

Knowing that Fu Chenxi's bright eyes were dangerous, Cheng Nuo couldn't convince herself to struggle, maybe it was useless even after struggling, so she felt flusteredly that the ball in his body might be at any time. When it burns, it will be out of control.

Fortunately, he just covered her body, and then raised his hand to turn off the light in the bedroom.

It was only now that Cheng Nuo realized that his intention was to convince the outsiders that they had indeed fallen asleep together after their inseparable lingering.

The sweat in her palms smelled faintly of his body and penetrated into his breath, slowly fading away.

Fu Chenxi didn't move at all, just quietly covered her body and lay down next to her.

In the silent night, she seemed to be able to hear the sonorous and powerful heartbeat in his chest.

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that Fu Chenxi sat up, walked behind the curtain, and looked across.

Lao Ding said something outside the door and left.

Fu Chenxi responded lightly, and when the wall lamp was turned on, his eyes touched Cheng Nuo's pale face, which was as red as a ripe apple, and a smile curled up on his lips: "Follow me downstairs for something to eat, later, I'll I can take you back."

Cheng Nuo nodded, and when he stood up from the bed and he approached her, she took a step back anxiously. Fortunately, he was just arranging her messy clothes, and Cheng Nuo, who was overthinking, lowered his head in embarrassment.

However, some people didn't miss her dumbfounded expression, and said with a smile: "It wasn't my intention just now, sorry."

Cheng Nuo pursed her lips. Of course she knew, and she knew it herself: "It's okay, I can understand."

After Fu Chenxi stared at her for a few seconds, he silently looked away, turned around and led her downstairs.

The food was already on the table. Looking at the delicious food on the table, she was indeed a little hungry. After all, when her nerves were in high tension, she couldn't feel hungry. In fact, she was not full during Fu Anyi's meal.

Hearing that Fu Chenxi had just been praising his cook, Cheng Nuo thought that the taste would not be bad, and it was indeed the case.

He poured her a glass of red wine and said, "How about a taste? It's made in his own winery, so it should be good."

As Fu Chenxi said, he pursed his mouth lightly, and nodded to her: "Well, it's not bad."

Before Cheng Nuo met Lu Yixuan, she didn't know much about red wine, but under his influence, she gradually got to know about red wine. In short, she could almost taste which kind of red wine was inferior and which kind of red wine was really fragrant.

After taking a sip, she poured out the wine glass and looked at the color of the red wine under the light. The mellow aroma spreading from the tip of her tongue was quite intoxicating. This wine seemed to be a bit like Fu Chenxi, noble and elegant, but also unspeakably expensive.

Cheng Nuo couldn't help but take a few more sips. Feeling in a daze that his noble personality made people obsessed and attached, he drank a few more sips one after another.

Fu Chenxi was probably satisfied that she liked the wine, and smiled slightly: "Isn't the taste good?"

This wine is really good. She nodded and said: "The wine is worthy of you. I think it is unique from the first process! But this wine doesn't seem to have a name yet, so this bottle should be the only one right now. ?"

She was guessing wildly, but she didn't expect it to be true.

Fu Chenxi said thoughtfully: "This bottle of wine is called Lover. It has been brewed for a long time, and I can hardly remember it. I originally planned to take it out to taste when I got married."

His pupils, reflecting the warm color of red wine, were somewhat charming, like dazzling rubies.

Cheng Nuo was stunned for a moment, thinking why his words always meant to lead people astray, so he was silent for a while, and said:

"Being your wife should be very happy."

He smiled lazily, with resolute determination in his eyes: "Of course."

Suddenly, Cheng Nuo remembered the man who shouldn't be thinking about it. During the ten years around Lu Yixuan, she would always ask those stupid questions that women who are immersed in love would ask, that is, can you Give me happiness?

How long will you love me?

Thinking about it now, it's really silly and cute. Love can't last forever just by talking about it.

Cheng Nuo held the goblet, raised her head and drank the wine in one gulp. There was still a little misty heat in her eyes, but it was not worth it. She poured it into the glass several times in succession. At night, only wine can comfort you.

Fu Chenxi frowned: "Nonuo, my wine is not for getting drunk!"

Cheng Nuo stopped his thoughts and looked up at him. After drinking a few glasses in a row, he didn't want to express himself again: "Well, the wine is good, and the taste really makes people want to drink. Mr. Fu won't drink some wine Be stingy!"

Fu Chenxi was a little helpless, and took out a tissue for her: "Okay, it's almost time for you to go back."

Hearing what he said, Cheng Nuo couldn't help smelling herself reeking of alcohol. It would be impossible to go back like this. Grandma's body is not good, but it's not that her nose is bad. Grandma must be worried if she smells it, so she shook her head again and again:

"No, I won't go back, you said I crossed the river and demolished the bridge, don't you do the same?"

"That's not what your master taught you." Fu Chenxi collected the wine on the table, and asked the servant to make a cup of honey water. He handed the warm honey water to her: "Why don't you do it tonight?" Back to the hospital, I have arranged for grandma to take care of her, and the people in the hospital will take good care of grandma, so you don't have to worry about it at all."

not going back? !

Where does she live then?It was so late, even if she went back to Miaomiao's place, it would only disturb her rest.

Think about it, it would be better to spend the night in the corridor of the hospital.

Just as she was holding the cup of warm honey water and was about to let him take her back after drinking it, out of nowhere he brought the red wine vessel and his and her cups over again. I don’t know why he wanted to understand after a while What?