Surrender

After Fu Chen got home and got off the car, he faced the car mirror and wiped off the stained lipstick on his lips with a handkerchief.

Nan Yi had already fallen asleep, and he once wondered if he was too absorbed in the kiss and let her lose oxygen.

After tidying himself up, Fu Chen picked up Nan Yi and went straight to his room.

And the family gathering of the Fu family was held in the glass greenhouse behind the villa. Uncle Lin Jianming invited Ying to cooperate with the chef to have a barbecue.

Fu Chen put the drowsy Nanyi on the bed, took off her shoes, covered her with the quilt, and hurried downstairs.

As soon as Fu Chen stepped into the flower room, Mai Hui greeted him reproachfully, "Why are you back so late? Grandpa has been waiting for you for a long time, go and say hello!"

She looked back and glared at Fu Chen, "You didn't bring him back, you are really useless."

With an embarrassed expression on his face, Fu Chen smiled and walked towards a kind old man.

The old man was wearing a black cardigan, holding a cane, gray hair, and a pair of eyes honed by years, but looked at his most proud eldest grandson—Fu Chen.

He happily got up and hugged Fu Chen.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa, my company has something to do and I came back late."

The old man patted Fu Chen's shoulder vigorously, and said loudly, "It's okay, I'm an old bastard, and I won't be returning to Haicheng right away, there's still plenty of time for us to get together!"

Hearing what his grandfather said, Fu Chen froze, and then smiled.

Fu Li, who was staring at the side, smiled gloatingly, "Brother, don't you understand? Old Fu is here to supervise the progress of your project to carry on the Fu family's family. Hurry up!"

After taking a sip of the Romanee-Conti red wine, Fu Li teased, "Yiyi hasn't been coaxed yet? Grandpa, don't blame me for pouring cold water on you. Your great-grandson may be cold again."

"Li girl, you're the one who talks a lot. Fu Chen, where's Yiyi? Why didn't you come back with you?"

Grandpa Fu looked outside resolutely, thinking that Qi Yuanyuan called him saying that Fu Chen and Nanyi had a very tense fight, he couldn't sit still in Haicheng, and returned to Ningcheng impatiently.

Moreover, if he didn't come back to watch, Qi Yuanyuan might fly back from Australia.

Fu Chen embraced Fu Xinghua and returned to his seat, "She is not feeling well, she is resting."

He thought what he said was right, and it wasn't cheating. She was indeed resting, just resting in his room.

Grandpa Fu smiled and said to Lin Jianming: "Jianming, what did I say? Fu Chen is serious this time, he won't lie to me, an old fellow."

Fu Chen's aunt Fu Yuhan and uncle Lin Jianming looked at each other for a few seconds, and they smiled knowingly.

This old man is used to using other people as weapons, he just wants to hear Fu Chen say 'I'm serious, I want to spread the branches and leaves for the Fu family'.

Lin Jianming turned the Tomahawk steak in his hand, "Fu Chen, hurry up and express your opinion to grandpa!"

Fu Chen smiled awkwardly. Since he was about to turn 30, he has become the object of the family's urging marriage.

Every time grandpa came over from Haicheng, he would talk about the spread of branches or the continuation of the incense, and at worst he would talk about family inheritance.

Outside, the media reported that he had a special orientation, and that the diamond king was nostalgic for the world of flowers and flowers; inside, the indiscriminate bombardment of his family forced him to go on a blind date.

Fu Chen was very troubled.

Sometimes, he wondered if Fu Xing was still alive, wouldn't he have to bear so much?

"Grandpa, Yiyi and I have a very stable relationship, so don't worry."

Except for Fu Li curling his lips, everyone else seemed to have taken a reassurance.

During the banquet, the Fu family pushed cups and changed glasses, which was very lively. Only Fu Chen would glance at the fifth floor where his room was located from time to time.

It was almost early morning before the lively family dinner ended.

Fu Chen quickly walked into the elevator and went back to the room.

Pushing open the door, he looked at Nan Yi with his bare legs, wearing his white shirt and lying on the bed in a lethargic sleep in the dim light. The air was filled with the smell of shower gel mixed with water vapor.

He turned on the light and looked down to see Nanyi's shoes, trousers, gauze shirt, nude pink underwear, and khaki jacket scattered all over the floor, and the backpack was also thrown out by her, purses, cosmetics and other items were scattered.

Fu Chen frowned, collected these things, and threw the clothes into the washing machine.

When he took a change of clothes from the cloakroom to take a shower, Nan Yi had already rolled over to the other side of the bed, his two slender beautiful legs stretched out straight, and the exquisite curves made him a little distracted.

Not long after, Nanyi was woken up by the sound of rushing water. After she vomited, she still felt dizzy after taking a bath.

She raised her eyes to look at the interior design and furnishings, and the corners of her mouth raised: "This environment is really nice! It looks familiar... Whose room is this?"

The fragmented Nan Yi got up and sat on the bay window sill of the large French window, and opened the window.

A gust of cold night wind hits her face, Nanyi is much more awake, looking at the bright moon in the sky, she really wants to go back to Australia to live with her grandparents.

Suddenly, Fu Chen's face kept flashing in her mind, and she felt that she was bound now.

Fu Chen came out of the shower, the cold wind hit, he looked up and saw Nanyi sitting by the French window, the moonlight was shining on her white shirt, it was very beautiful.

It's just that he really can't praise Nan Yi's wine!

He went to close the window in his bathrobe, "Can you be honest for a while, just want to be sick like that?"

Nan Yi looked at Fu Chen, her eyes were bright, she stretched out her arms, and muttered, "Hug!"

Fu Chen's expression froze, he bent over and hugged her with a smile, "Be good, baby, sleep on the bed."

He will put Nanyi on the bed, and she will hook his neck, "Don't ever hurt me, give me up, or you will lose me!"

It was a long time later that Fu Chen realized how serious Nan Yi's words were, but it was too late after he understood, and begging her to turn back became the only thing he could do for a long time.

Fu Chen kissed her forehead, "I will not lose you."

Nan Yi hooked Fu Chen's neck, stood up and straddled him, and placed a kiss on the center of his brow, "Fu Chen, I think I'm in love with you."

Fu Chen was startled and overjoyed, the flame in his heart that had been extinguished for a long time seemed to be ignited by her.

He immediately kissed Nan Yi's lips, sucking everything from her greedily, his reason was swallowed by desire, he only wanted her, turned over and held her under his body.

The two hadn't seen each other for so long, and Fu Chen had no patience to untie the pea-sized shirt buttons, so he tore the shirt apart with a strong tug.

He leaned over to kiss and explore, Nan Yi's panting slightly seemed to be calling for his most primitive urgency.

Fu Chen supported Nan Yi's waist and hips and put her on his body, burning with desire, he couldn't stop all night, the indoor spring was beautiful under the moonlight.

In the early morning, Nan Yi poked her head out from under the quilt and looked at Fu Chen who was sleeping next to her. Last night her memory went from blurred to clear. She still remembered that Fu Chen took her to take a bath afterwards.

Then, from the bed to the bathroom, and then from the bathroom to the bed, it was already late at night when I fell asleep, and it is shameful to think about it now.

Nan Yi touched the center of Fu Chen's brows, "If you continue like this in the future, I'm really worried that your health won't be able to handle it!"

She pursed her lips and helped her waist.

Fu Chen, who was in a light sleep, suddenly opened his eyes, and said maliciously: "I won't bother you, you should worry about yourself!"

After speaking, he pulled her into his arms and covered them both with a quilt.

Nan Yijiao smiled and begged for mercy, "I can't do it anymore, if I do it again, I'll have to lose my temper!"

Fu Chen said with satisfaction: "Then let's sleep for a while."

He lovingly held her in his arms and kissed the back of Nan Yi's neck, while Nan Yi looked at Fu Chen's neatly manicured nails, well-defined joints, and slender, white hands, thinking that those hands, which were so beautiful, almost touched her every day yesterday. Inch of skin, she actually felt that she had earned it.

Fu Chen teased, "Why are you still a hand controller?"

"More than that, for you, I control everything!"

"Where is the control, to be more specific," Fu Chen looked down under the quilt, "The control? Are you satisfied last night?"

Last night, could she express it in a simple and satisfactory way?It's just a matter of life and death!

Nan Yi was ashamed and silent, blushing uncomfortably.

Fu Chen said in a low voice: "In the future, there will be more exchanges of this kind of 'simple and simple'. I like it."

At this moment, in the restaurant downstairs of Fu's house, a table of people have their own concerns, looking into each other's eyes...