Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 121 Strongly popular (48)

Zhou Ye doesn't like trouble.

After getting married, she doesn't have to think about whether Fu Wenjun will leave. The relationship between husband and wife is much stronger than that between boyfriend and girlfriend.

After much deliberation, it is still the most convenient to get married.

Fu Wenjun was obviously taken in by Zhou Ye's magical thinking.

But it's not good for you not to worry too much now.

Zhou Ye agreed, no matter what, he would wait until he got married first.

After chatting, Fu Wenjun looked at the sky outside.

It was pitch black.

He doesn't like staring into the dark, because there are too many unknowns in it.

And Zhou Ye is completely different from him.

She walked into the darkness without hesitation, out of his sight, and finally disappeared at the door.

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Monday morning at 05:30.

Fu Wenjun got up and locked himself in the cloakroom after washing for two full hours.

At eight o'clock, Zhou Ye was awakened by the fragrance of rice, and the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to find beads, then wash and dress.

Walked out of the bathroom, bleary-eyed.

"Hurry up, the Civil Affairs Bureau starts work at nine o'clock."

When Fu Wenjun's voice came, it was as clear as pearls and jade colliding, mixed with a bit of joy.

Zhou Ye opened his eyes, and early in the morning, a wave of prosperous beauty came to him.

The tall and slender man is wearing a white shirt and suit pants. His figure is well-proportioned, with a wide back and narrow waist. The dark blue suit pants wrap two straight long legs, and the overall look is elegant and luxurious.

Looking up, the shirt button has been buttoned to the last one, the exquisite white mandible line is extremely beautiful, the thin red lips are slightly hooked, a small mole can be seen faintly on the bridge of the handsome nose, the man's eyes are smiling, Ben There seemed to be a pool of fragmented light in the clear and shallow eyes, and the slightly raised eye ends were stained with a touch of crimson beauty. Because the broken hair was lifted up, the thick black eyebrows slanted like temples, and with the The man's smile became slightly curved.

This is a rare beauty, Zhou Ye looked at it carefully.

Fu Wenjun has an air of elegance and extravagance, which makes him even more handsome after a good attire.

As usual, Zhou Ye stepped forward gently, lowered his head, and pressed against the man's chest.

Last night, my heart was anxious, but fortunately Fu Wenjun was not far away, and Zhou Ye could hardly fall asleep.

It was fine if she couldn't bear it before, but now the burning in her heart is the same as it was a thousand years ago, but she can't bear it as easily as before.

Everything is like this.

What is there to say?

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

Just like Zhou Ye now, Fu Wenjun is big fish and big meat to her, and when she gets used to eating, she will look back at the clear soup and millet.

Tasteless and hard to swallow.

That's it.

With such a good thing around, let her enjoy it.

So Zhou Ye opened his arms and buried his entire face in Fu Wenjun's shirt.

Take a deep breath and feel comfortable all over.

The man's ears are slightly red, like peach blossoms in March, extremely gorgeous.

He lowered his eyes, looked at Zhou Ye in front of him, and hummed hoarsely.

"Do you like holding me that much?"

Zhou Ye didn't move, and gave a faint "hmm".

The man couldn't help hooking his lips, and two delicate dimples appeared at the corners of his fair mouth.

He stretched out his hand, imitating the movements of the actors, clumsily hugging Zhou Ye in his arms, with a soft smile on his face.

"I'll hug you for another 5 minutes, hurry up."

After 1 minute, Zhou Ye got up.

Fu Wenjun was dissatisfied.

"It's not even ten minutes."

"Okay, I'm going to wash up."

"Why are you holding on to the beads when you go to wash up?"

Zhou Ye was holding a bead in his hand day and night. He had noticed it a long time ago. He used to feel that he had no position to ask more questions. Today, if he asks intentionally or unintentionally, it shouldn't matter...

(End of this chapter)