C14 Last Night

There was no one disturbing the most prosperous villa in the center of the city. Initially, they thought it was an emotionless marriage, but the figure seriously washing the dishes in the kitchen didn't seem to be that hard to come into contact with.

Thinking about that, Tang Weiwei's face reddened a little as she looked at Fu Sichen blankly. Everything seemed to be still, appearing peaceful and beautiful, pure and simple.

"Pah!"

A crisp sound broke the silence, pulling Tang Weiwei back from her reverie.

The two of them looked at each other through the glass window. The floor was covered with broken bowls, and they fell to the ground in a uneven manner. There was no place for them to put their feet.

"It's fine, I can do it alone. Stay there and don't move." Fu Sichen said plainly, he did not care about the broken bowl at all and turned his head back to his work.

In the end, Tang Weiwei was still worried about her young master who didn't touch the spring water at all.

Originally, she didn't expect Fu Sichen to succeed in washing the dishes. She didn't feel at ease letting Fu Sichen lie on the side, so she got up to check on him.

"Be careful!" Tang Weiwei, who was just about to come in, was stopped by Fu Sichen, who was picking up pieces of ceramic at her feet.

Tang Weiwei was also stunned. For a moment, she didn't know if she should move. She could only wait for Fu Sichen to pick it up and move it.

Time seemed better as it stopped at this moment. Fu Sichen's chin was shining a perfect halo along with the setting sun. The ethereal image beside his ear was floating around the present moment.

Although Tang Weiwei felt wronged after being reined in, she was still happy when she saw that such a cute man in front of her turned out to be her husband.

"Alright." Fu Sichen raised his head and was about to throw all the debris into the trash, but he was cut by a debris that didn't come out steadily. The wound wasn't deep, but it left a small blood stain.

"Are you alright?" Tang Weiwei reacted first and grabbed Fu Sichen's hand.

Holding Fu Sichen's hand, he blew on the air in big mouthfuls and blew away the debris at the side before carefully inspecting the wound.

Fu Sichen used his other hand to support her anxious face. His black eyes stared intently at her serious eyes, "It's just a cut, don't make a fuss."

Tang Weiwei didn't seem to notice that she was being watched, as she frowned and said, "How can I do that? "How many bacteria are in a glass slag? If you don't treat the wound, it's very likely to get infected. Look at those people who have tetanus, it's because they ignored the wound and didn't disinfect it in time. Wait, I'll go get you some iodine."

Tang Weiwei, who was about to raise her head, was moved by the sudden caress. Their gazes collided as they gazed into each other's eyes, unable to extricate themselves.

Tang Weiwei's face was flushed red. She wanted to struggle free, but deep inside her heart, she had a thought that let nature take its course. How deadly!

Fu Sichen, who was being suppressed by his physical strength, was also locked up tightly.

Fu Sichen hugged Tang Weiwei in his arms. As they breathed, the two of them slowly got closer to each other. As they got closer, their breathing became more tense. Tang Weiwei had already forgotten to refuse, so she closed her eyes and walked closer to Fu Sichen.

Tang Weiwei's heart felt as if it had been struck by something, and it went deeper and deeper, becoming more and more familiar with her.

The tip of their tongues were entwined. Fu Sichen was the one who took the initiative and indulged in this moment of flirting.

Tang Weiwei's hands had unconsciously wrapped around his waist, no longer resisting. She was even willing to take the initiative.

Fu Sichen pressed Tang Weiwei onto the counter and kissed her.

The two of them embraced each other for a long time. Only then did Tang Weiwei open her mouth wide, gasping for air.

After a while, Tang Weiwei recovered from the shock. Her face was still red when she kissed him. She lowered her head bashfully, not daring to look at Fu Sichen as she hurriedly ran out of the kitchen.

Looking at her cute look, Fu Sichen chuckled and then turned around to tidy up the kitchen.

When he was done, Fu Sichen took the red wine and the two of them sat together on the sofa. They listened to the sounds coming from the television, drank the red wine in their hands and leaned against the sofa.

After experiencing a series of passionate scenes, the atmosphere between the two of them seemed a little awkward, as if they were still immersed in the blush and the green.

The first to speak was Fu Sichen.

"Don't drink so much."

"Got it, let's have a drink." Tang Weiwei, who had saved herself, did not dare to look straight at him.

"You, you just …" Speaking of which, Tang Weiwei was a little stunned. She immediately changed the topic, like a piece of cloth that had been used to hide her face. "I took the initiative to wash the dishes and even injured myself. Next time, I won't let you wash the dishes."

"What about you?" Fu Sichen raised Tang Weiwei's wrist and looked at the bloody wound that Li Ting had given him.

At this moment, the two of them were like two angry kids, both of them wanted to find out what was wrong with the other, and neither of them wanted to give in to the other.

Tang Weiwei felt sleepy along with the sound of the TV. She fell asleep uncontrollably, but just as Tang Weiwei's head was about to fall off, Fu Sichen made his move in time and quietly let her lean on his shoulder.

"Good night."

He whispered in her ear, pulling Tang Weiwei's hair behind her ears. He revealed her sleeping figure. The alcohol had already taken effect, and after a while of teasing, the blush on her face didn't lessen at all, perhaps even further than before.

Fu Sichen carefully carried the sleeping girl back to the bedroom. The woman in front of him always exuded a kind of charm, a kind of enchanting magic.

He could not help but pull Tang Weiwei into his embrace, looking at the sleeping beauty before him. No matter how beautiful her body was, every drop was beautiful. At this moment, Tang Weiwei in her dreams did not refuse, and the two of them slept in each other's arms, having a good night's sleep.

When the first dew of the morning came, the sky outside the window had just turned white. The two of them tightly embraced each other, and because of that, Tang Weiwei felt a little hot and stuffy.

He slept early last night and slept very comfortably all night. The bed was very warm, and beside him, too …

When he opened his eyes, Fu Sichen was still unconscious. Tang Weiwei, who was getting ready to get up, was stunned. Her heart palpitated as she gently lifted her long arm. Fu Sichen had woken up even though his movements were gentle.

"Hmm?" Fu Sichen was drowsy and his hoarse voice was sexy. Just a syllable was enough to make Tang Weiwei's heart tremble.

"I... Why did I change my clothes? You... Is it... "Last night …" Tang Weiwei was indeed a little surprised, but she still pretended not to care.

"Nope." Fu Sichen said lightly, but the corner of his mouth raised in an unnoticeable curve.