President Fu's new wife

Chapter 151 The City Willingly (3)
I didn't expect her to come back so soon, and after returning to the city, she changed into a purple dress, stepped on symmetrical high-heeled sandals, and her long hair was pulled back into a ponytail, looking like a lovely and pure beauty.

With a pink face and clear eyes, at that moment he stepped forward to hold her hand, Zhuo Xing felt the palm of his hand was suddenly held, looked down, and then his eyes were filled with warmth.

He whispered: "I didn't expect you to come back so soon, I'm not ready yet, you go back to your room—no, go to the study!"

Looking at each other, it seems that something called longing is coming quietly.

Her clear eyes did not dodge, but her voice was a little hoarse: "What are you doing?"

He looked into her eyes, and suddenly couldn't help it, or it was too quiet, so quiet that his heart was almost ups and downs, he pulled her into his arms excitedly.

At that moment, her thin body hurt a little from the bump, and tears fell down involuntarily.

But he just hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said softly, "Go and wait for me obediently!"

He thought it was just a day like tonight that he wanted her to remember forever.

Then he sent her to the study, closed the door for her, and went to the living room to continue working.

Zhuo Xing didn't know what happened to him, anyway, she saw it all, and she even wanted to do it with him, but he led him to the door of the study anyway.

She turned around and wanted to talk to him, he raised his hand, and pressed his sexy fingers gently on her tender lips, then stepped forward, took her wrist with both hands, and pressed his forehead against her forehead, making her speechless , a low voice poured out: "Wait here for me obediently, and I can go down after a while."

She burst into tears and laughed, and had no choice but to agree: "Okay!"

She thought, or at this time, she should sit and wait.

After all, women don't have many good days like this, and they have to enjoy them when they should.

because in a moment—

Putting the bag on the table, a pair of catkins were struggling hard.

I suddenly felt that there was no need for any reason tonight.

Thinking of his meticulous arrangement, or in person, thinking of the scene of opening the door, if the two hadn't been in a loveless marriage before, she would really have the illusion that it was the hard work of the man she loved the most for her.

But thinking about what will happen later, I still can't help but feel a little breathless after the sensibility, and I take a deep breath.

The handsome little face was as red as a ripe apple, and the bright eyes under the long eyelashes shone with light. Although nervous, it was even more tempting.

Thinking of such an important moment, she couldn't help but start preparing.

He took out the powder box from the bag, opened it to shine on his red face, feeling ashamed and excited, and then applied makeup.

In the dark night, something invisible seems to be dancing quietly.

Half an hour later, the light in the living room was turned off. Looking in from the outside, there was only a dim light in front of the glass curtain.

He looked at the candles from the stairs, and couldn't help raising his eyes, looking at the closed door of the upstairs study room from the dark pool.

His back was a little stiff, but he didn't have time to care tonight.

No, never cared.

On the table in the restaurant, two goblets are filled, and there are romantic candles, and the white flame is very romantic.

He picked up the red rose with the blue enchantress that he had prepared earlier from the sofa and went upstairs.

When she heard the knock on the door panel, she jumped up excitedly from the chair, and her pair of watery eyes stared at the door obsessively like a startled little thing.

When she was standing between his door, holding her chest with one hand, and gently opening the door slowly with the other...

That handsome outline, the eye-catching clear dark eyes hidden under the sword eyebrows, the high nose, the two shallow lips gently pulled into a straight line, and the perfect facial features almost made her suffocate.

The black trousers are paired with a blue shirt, strong yet full of enchantment and charm.

And warmth.

That tall and straight figure could no longer be ignored by her.

Gradually, I felt that my heartbeat was a little abnormal.

The expression on his face was also very stiff, and he almost didn't dare to take a breath.

He sent a large bouquet of flowers behind her to her eyes, and she blurred her vision in amazement, but raised her hand nervously to cover her mouth: "There are 99 roses at home tonight, it shouldn't be... not very shabby ?”

He was also a little uncertain, staring at her closely with bright eagle eyes.

Zhuo Xing took the flowers: "Why are you so serious?" His voice trembled a little.

He grabbed her hand: "Go eat first!" He held her tightly.

Then he dragged her out. He had just pushed her into the study in a hurry, and he didn't even take a good look at the house. In their house, there were roses everywhere.

In fact, this was not the first time, but this time, she was particularly moved.

"The last time was in the apartment, but this time there must be more than that." He was very confident.

She just smiled, her face was hot: "Yeah!"

They all remember.

The little things we walked together.

She couldn't help looking up at him, and he lowered his eyes and pulled her to the place he had already prepared.

The vase on the dining table was full of red roses, and he pulled out the chair gentlemanly to invite her to take a seat.

When Zhuo Xing sat down, he still felt unreal.

"Your glass is a drink that I asked someone to make for you to drink, not wine." He reminded when he picked up the glass.

Zhuo Xing picked up the wine glass: "It doesn't matter even if it's wine!" After smelling it lightly, there was indeed no smell of wine.

Sparks flickered in his eyes, his dark pupils looked deeply into hers, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "You can't drink any more tonight!"

She fell asleep that night, and he didn't do anything. He wanted to say goodbye to her in the morning because he was afraid of disturbing her rest. Tonight, this can't happen no matter what.

She understood the deep meaning of his words, and when he raised his glass when he was shy, she thought of clinking glasses with him, and took a sip, it was sour and sweet, and there was no other miscellaneous taste.

Or the atmosphere was so good that he couldn't look away from the woman opposite with his deep black eyes.

Tonight she is really like a shy flower bone, he said: "A female translator over there is talking to me these days, guess what she said?"

He actually told her about the people he met during his business trip, and even about the women he met there.

He looked very calm, so calm that she felt a little sad.

He had ulterior motives, but she didn't know where to put herself, so she had to communicate with others: "What?"

The voice is very low, of course she can't get up when talking about other women at this time, she's just being cautious.

(End of this chapter)