Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

The corners of Fu Yanchen's lips slowly curled up, his smile was warm and subtle, like a flower blooming in spring, with a hint of imperceptible relief and expectation.

"Smile,"

He called the name softly, as if afraid of disturbing the treasure in his heart.

His gaze was as gentle as water, passing through the layers of dust accumulated over a long period of time, and finally falling steadily into her slightly hesitant eyes.

His eyes contained endless affection and concern, like the warmest spring breeze, gently brushing against her heartstrings.

However, at this moment, she did not completely open her heart, but built a high wall deep in her heart, firmly blocking her true emotions.

"In fact, the wall in your heart has quietly collapsed, right? You don't hate me that much anymore, right?"

His words were like morning bells and evening drums, striking straight into Xu Xiaoxiao's heart.

Yes, if the wall had not begun to collapse, with her resolute character in the past, how could she have tolerated him to step into this door so easily, instead of ruthlessly expelling him as before?

When Xu Xiaoxiao heard this, her lips trembled slightly, but she did not respond immediately.

Her heart was like a bottle of five flavors overturned, with all kinds of tastes intertwined, making her at a loss for words for a moment.

Her eyes shifted away from him in a panic and quickly glanced to the side, as if she was eagerly looking for an appropriate excuse to cover up the surging waves in her heart at this moment.

Finally, after a brief silence, she said in an almost inaudible voice: "Nan Yifeng, Nan Weiwei...they are here too."

Although her voice was as thin as a mosquito, in this quiet space where only the sounds of their breathing could be heard, these words still reached Fu Yanchen's ears very clearly.

Moreover, he keenly caught the imperceptible tremor in her voice.

"I just don't want this gathering, which should have been full of joy and warmth, to be overshadowed by my personal emotional problems. I don't want to see that everyone can't fully enjoy the happy time together because of me."

After saying this, Xu Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and tried hard to calm her restless heart.

After hearing this, Fu Yanchen's eyes, which were originally calm as water, suddenly rippled as if a stone was thrown into them, and a complex and incomprehensible light quickly passed through his eyes.

Then, his slender and powerful hands slowly stretched out like two elegant butterflies, and then gently embraced Xu Xiaoxiao's slender and soft waist in an extremely gentle posture.

His movement was as light as the breeze blowing through the flower petals, gentle yet firm, as if he was afraid that if he was not careful he would disturb the lake deep in Xu Xiaoxiao's heart which had not yet completely returned to calm.

As the strength in his hands gradually increased, the two bodies naturally pressed tightly together, becoming inseparable.

At this moment, there is silence all around, with only two hearts beating in the chest. Their rhythms are intertwined and blended, like a beautiful song that is more beautiful than words, quietly playing in this silent atmosphere.

"So, is it just because of these two people that I have the opportunity to get so close to you again?"

Fu Yanchen's voice was low and magnetic, yet mixed with a hint of bitterness and self-mockery that was difficult to conceal.

His eyes, as deep as a pool of water, stared straight at the woman in front of him, as if he wanted to see through her beautiful appearance and see the unknown secret hidden in the deepest part of her heart.

"Ugh……"

Fu Yanchen sighed heavily, and the sigh sounded heavy and helpless as if he was carrying a thousand-pound burden.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes fell on Xu Xiaoxiao in front of him, deep sadness and pain revealed in his eyes.

"Xiaoxiao, your words are really too sad."

Fu Yanchen spoke slowly, his voice low and hoarse, as if every word was squeezed out from the depths of his heart.

Hearing Fu Yanchen's words, Xu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but tremble. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she only uttered a few unclear syllables:

"...Fu Yanchen...I..."

She widened her eyes and looked at the sad-faced man in front of her in disbelief - this was the first time she saw Fu Yanchen so heartbroken.

Silence stretched between the two of them, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

After a long time, Fu Yanchen broke the silence again. He stared into Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes and asked word by word:

"But, Xiaoxiao, if things are really as you said, when everyone left and Nan Yifeng asked me to stay, why didn't you order me to leave? Is it because the resentment in your heart has gradually dissipated with the passage of time, like a candle in the wind? Or... in fact, even you have been struggling to find a suitable excuse, a reasonable reason that can repair our shattered relationship and start over?"

Xu Xiaoxiao's body trembled slightly in his arms. She did not answer, but lowered her head silently. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly flapping its wings about to fly.

The air around them seemed to freeze at this moment, with only the breathing and heartbeats of the two people echoing in the silence, interweaving into a complex and subtle emotional picture.

Xu Xiaoxiao's mind was like a ball of wool that had been played with by a cat, messy and complicated, with no clue at all.

At this moment, her mind uncontrollably replayed the series of intimate actions that Fu Yanchen had done to her in the lounge before - the gentle caress, the affectionate gaze, and the ambiguous words. These scenes were played in a loop like movie clips, making her cheeks involuntarily flushed with a light blush, like peach blossoms blooming in spring.

At this moment, she was in the warm and comfortable living room of her own home.

This should be her private space, her last line of defense against the noise and fatigue of the outside world, and a warm harbor where her soul can find a moment of peace and tranquility.

However, when her eyes inadvertently fell on the man standing in front of her, a strange feeling suddenly surged in her heart.

She didn't know when it started, but for her, he had crossed the line that was supposed to exist between the two of them.

Memories came flooding back like a broken dam, drowning her.

The nights I spent with him at home seemed to have turned into waves, constantly flooding into my heart.

Every detail was so clear and visible, and all of it was like a soft feather brushing against her heartstrings, causing ripples in the lake of her heart that were difficult to calm down.

"Fu Yanchen...! You...you let me go! This is not good..."

Xu Xiaoxiao's face flushed red, and she tried her best to break free from the arms that were tightly holding her body.

After a fierce inner struggle, she finally mustered up all her courage and shouted out loud.

Although her voice trembled slightly due to nervousness and shyness, and there was a little panic that was hardly noticeable, she still clenched her teeth and tried to maintain her composure on the surface.

She took a deep breath, as if she wanted to inhale all the air around her into her lungs, and then she slowly spoke:

"Fu Yanchen, I... I think there's not much cleaning work left, just leave it to me! It's getting late today, and it's getting dark, so you'd better go back to the hotel. When you get there, you must rest comfortably and peacefully! After all, you have a lot of things to deal with tomorrow. Unlike me, I just run this small coffee shop. If I don't open it for business one day, it's no big deal. It won't cause much impact anyway. But you are different. You have hundreds of thousands of employees under you! If you take a day off, the economic loss will be huge!"

However, after hearing this, Fu Yanchen not only did not loosen his hands as she wished, but instead hugged her even tighter.

His eyes, as bright as stars, gazed deeply at the woman in front of him who made his heart beat fast. His eyes revealed an indescribable affection and tenderness, as if he could see through every subtle emotional fluctuation in her heart.

"Xiaoxiao, until now, can't you really understand my feelings?"

Xu Xiaoxiao??? How could she understand.

Fu Yanchen opened his mouth slowly. His voice was deep and magnetic, as beautiful as the melody played by a cello.

But in this beautiful voice, there is a hint of sadness and sorrow that is hard to ignore.

"Xiaoxiao, for me, if you are not by my side, even if I live in a luxurious and well-equipped presidential suite in a five-star hotel, it is just like being in a cold and ruthless prison. If I can't see you and feel your breath, I will not be able to fall asleep even if the bed is soft and comfortable."

These words were like a warm current that quietly flowed into Xu Xiaoxiao's heart, leaving her stunned for a moment, not knowing how to react.

She looked into Fu Yanchen's affectionate eyes, feeling mixed emotions.

She once thought that there was a huge gap between them and they could never go back to the way they were before.

However, at this moment, she found that the scars and misunderstandings she had experienced seemed to be melting away little by little in the face of his gentleness and persistence.

A complex emotion flashed in her eyes, both touched and hesitant.

She wanted to break free from his embrace, but was afraid that this momentary warmth would be fleeting.

In the end, she just sighed softly, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "Fu Yanchen, we... don't be like this..."

Hearing this, Fu Yanchen's eyes flashed with determination and tenderness: "As long as two hearts are willing to be close, nothing is impossible. Xiaoxiao, I am willing to use the rest of my life to prove it to you."

"Xiaoxiao, please stop torturing me like this, okay?"

There was a hint of sadness that was hard to conceal in Fu Yanchen's voice. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his heart, heavy and sincere.

He looked at her affectionately, his eyes full of desire and expectation, as if at this moment, he was willing to give up everything just to get a little response from her.

Xu Xiaoxiao felt mixed emotions as she listened to his words. She could feel the sincerity and affection in his words, and she could also sense that his heart was beating for her.

However, the scars and misunderstandings of the past were like an invisible wall between them, making it difficult for her to cross it easily.

"Xiaoxiao, I...I want to take good care of you, okay?"

Fu Yanchen spoke again, with a hint of caution in his voice, as if he was afraid that his abruptness would disturb her inner peace.

His eyes were full of tenderness and determination, as if at this moment, he was ready to face all difficulties just to be able to stay by her side.

When Xu Xiaoxiao heard this, an indescribable emotion surged in her heart.

She wanted to refuse, but was afraid that her words would hurt him.

She was silent, her eyes flickering, as if searching for a suitable answer.

"Xiaoxiao, can I kiss you?"

Fu Yanchen's voice was gentle but firm, as if at this moment, he had made up his mind that no matter what her answer was, he would convey his feelings to her.

Xu Xiaoxiao was shocked when she heard this. She wanted to refuse, but found that she had lost the ability to speak.

Her eyes met Fu Yanchen's, and it seemed that at this moment, the whole world had stopped.

Seeing that she remained silent, Fu Yanchen thought that she had acquiesced to his request.

He slowly lowered his head, his movements as gentle as a feather falling.

When his lips gently touched hers, a current instantly spread throughout her body.

Her lips were as soft as velvet and slightly warm, just as tender and juicy as the petals of a peach blossom just blooming in spring.

He couldn't help but indulge in the delicate touch, as if the whole world only contained the two of them.

His kiss was so cautious at first, like a breeze blowing across the surface of a lake, creating ripples.

Gradually, this tenderness turned into deep emotion, warm and lingering.

He seemed to want to convey all the love in his heart to her without reservation through this kiss, so that she could truly feel his sincere and persistent heart.

As time went on, the kiss became deeper and richer, like a beautiful and moving piece of music, playing the melody of love in the air.

Xu Xiaoxiao's body trembled slightly. She wanted to break free from his arms, but she was attracted by his passionate kiss and couldn't extricate herself.

Her heartbeat quickened and her breathing became rapid, as if at this moment, she had been completely immersed in his world and unable to extricate herself.

Fu Yanchen's kiss became deeper and deeper, his tongue tip gently explored her mouth, lingering with her passionately.

His movements were gentle and skillful, as if at this moment he had completely mastered the secrets in her heart, making her unable to resist his charm.

However, just as they were immersed in this deep affection, Xu Xiaoxiao suddenly woke up.

She pushed Fu Yanchen away violently, with a hint of panic and confusion in her eyes.

She looked at Fu Yanchen's affectionate and persistent face, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart.

"Fu Yanchen,,,,"