"Yes."
A soft voice sounded.
Fu Qianchen smiled, tilted up the girl's chin, and kissed her deeply. Then he held her tightly in his arms. "Baby, I missed you."
Fu Qianchen's voice was deep and magnetic. He repeated this over and over again in her ear.
Feng Yu blushed. There were two men watching the show outside the window. She patted Fu Qianchen and said, "There are still people watching."
"Don't mind them."
Fu Qianchen pulled the curtain shut and then picked her up horizontally.
"What are you doing!" Feng Yu exclaimed, but she had already been carried into the bedroom by him.
The corners of Fu Qianchen's thin lips curled up. His dark eyes stared deeply at her as if he were going to devour her. "What do you think?"
"Mr. Fu, you've been acting so strange ever since you came back." Feng Yu put her hands on his chest to keep him from getting closer.
Fu Qianchen let out a hearty laugh. "Do you know what I'm going to do? Why am I acting strange?"
"I..."
Feng Yu was stunned. She gave him a sideways glance. "Mr. Fu, get up first. I knew you were coming back, so I prepared a gift for you."
"Really?"
There was a strong glint of interest in Fu Qianchen's deep, dark eyes. "What's the gift?"
Taking advantage of his momentary daze, Feng Yu slipped out from under him.
Fu Qianchen got up and followed her lazily. Looking at the cute and obedient girl, the smile on his lips became even harder to contain.
His eyes were always on Feng Yu. She was dressed very elegantly today. Her long, inky hair fluttered gracefully as she ran.
Fu Qianchen swallowed hard and tugged at his collar.
"Mr. Fu."
Feng Yu tilted her head and looked at him, only to find the man staring at her with a dry mouth.
He exuded a hint of sexiness even in his languidness. After all, he not only had a body comparable to that of a supermodel but also a handsome face that was hard to conceal even behind a mask. Every move he made was eye - catching.
"What's this?"
Fu Qianchen stared at the box in her hand.
A sly look flashed across the girl's clear black - and - white eyes. She grinned. "Mr. Fu, open it yourself."
Fu Qianchen hooked his lips and opened the box.
Inside the exquisite box was a limited - edition belt. No wonder the balance on the supplementary card he gave her had decreased significantly a few days ago.
He had thought she bought a building. He didn't expect she was preparing a gift for him.
Feng Yu looked at him shyly and said, "I couldn't withdraw the money from my card. So I used yours... Don't worry. I'll consider it as a loan from you. After all, it's a gift for you. I'll pay you back as soon as I can withdraw the money."
Fu Qianchen didn't say a word. He stared intently at the belt in her hand.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Feng Yu bit her lip. "Mr. Fu, are you angry because I used your money to buy it?"
Fu Qianchen looked up at the cautious and remorseful girl in front of him. It was as if something in his heart was slowly melting.
"Silly girl, I'm happy beyond words."
Fu Qianchen wrapped his arms around her and kissed her pink lips deeply.
This silly girl...
"You can buy whatever you want. The card is for you. You don't need to report to me."
Fu Qianchen said.
"Then is this belt not your type? If you don't like it, I'll go and exchange it."
Feng Yu hesitated. "I tried many belts, and this one is the easiest to undo."
As soon as Feng Yu finished speaking, she realized the implication of her words was a bit misleading. She quickly explained, "Every time I treat you, it's so hard for me to undo your belt. So, so... there's no other meaning."
She looked at the man. There was a glint of amusement in his deep, dark eyes.
"Is that the only reason?" Fu Qianchen asked.
"Of course."
"Mrs. Fu, you're being inconsistent." Fu Qianchen said as he picked up her hand and placed it on his belt. His deep, dark eyes stared intently at her. "If you don't know how, I'll teach you."
He pressed the belt buckle, and it came undone more smoothly than usual.
Feng Yu was surprised. So he had also changed the style.
Maybe it was because she couldn't always undo his belt before, so he simply changed to a simpler one.
"Do you know how now?" Fu Qianchen looked at her with a smile. Then he leaned over and whispered in her ear, "If there's anything else you don't know in the future, Mrs. Fu, just tell me. As long as you want to learn..."
Feng Yu glared at him. "Mr. Fu, can you be a bit more serious?"
Fu Qianchen looked at her, and the smile on his lips never faded.
He just loved her angry and shy look. Her bright and clear eyes were wide open, making her look even cuter.
"I like the belt very much. Thank you, Mrs. Fu."
Fu Qianchen said and kissed her on the cheek.
"Mr. Fu, where's my gift?"
Feng Yu stretched out her hand and demanded it without hesitation.
Fu Qianchen leaned against the wall, looking thoughtful. Feng Yu pursed her lips and snorted. "I knew you didn't prepare one. Forget it. I won't argue with you."
Just as she was about to leave, Fu Qianchen's long arm blocked her way. "Who said I didn't prepare one? Mrs. Fu, your gift is right in front of you."
He stared at her with a smile. His deep, dark eyes seemed to be magnetic, as if they were going to suck her in completely.
Feng Yu's heart skipped a beat. She gave him a sideways glance and said, "I've never seen such a thick - skinned person like you. I don't want you."
"That's not okay."
Fu Qianchen held her blushing little face with both hands and kissed her.
It had only been a week since they last saw each other, but he missed her terribly.
He wished he could keep her by his side forever.
Fu Qianchen's voice was full of the magnetism of a mature man. When it was a bit hoarse, it became even sexier. He leaned against her ear and whispered, "Baby, I really want to devour you right now."
"Not a single bit left."
"Mr. Fu, here you go again."
Feng Yu's heart was pounding. He respected her, so he never forced himself on her.
She also knew that he was a perfectly normal man. Could he endure it for a lifetime?
It's just that she really wasn't ready yet.
"Don't worry. I won't do anything without your consent." Fu Qianchen carried her onto the bed and then held her tightly. Breathing in the calming scent of hers, he said, "Let me hold you for a while, okay?"
Feng Yu didn't move either. She let him hold her.
Every time he came back from the imperial capital, she could feel that he was extremely exhausted.
Actually, she had a lot of questions, but he said the time wasn't right yet. Maybe he didn't want her to get involved.
Feng Yu looked up at the man in front of her. Under the mask, his jawline was extremely distinct, and his lips were a faint red.
Looking at his lips, she suddenly remembered a list on the internet about the lips that made people most want to kiss.
He surely deserved a place on that list.
Feng Yu's hand unconsciously touched his lips. They were soft and warm.
"Mrs. Fu, if you want to kiss, you can do it anytime." A teasing voice came from above. His deep voice rang out.
"Ah?"
Feng Yu just looked up at him when suddenly her vision went dark. Fu Qianchen's passionate kiss came crashing down on her again...