The breeze blows, and the leaves and flowers flutter gently, like a romantic scene in a fairy tale.
The two babies were surprisingly well-behaved, not crying and wanting to feed.
the next morning.
Fu Xixi's whole body was sore, but she didn't feel any pain.
When she opened her eyes, she found that she was sleeping in the bedroom. The bedroom was clean, tidy, quiet and warm.
Where are the babies? Where is Bo Zhanye?
Why so quiet?
She got up subconsciously, went out to take a look, and then saw Bo Zhanye taking care of Fu Jiu and Ye Xi in the yard outside.
The soft morning light shone on them, which was particularly beautiful.
She walked out quickly and said hello: "Good morning!"
Hearing the sound, Bo Zhanye turned his eyes and looked at Fu Xixi, who was wearing a suspender nightgown and a pair of house slippers, with a reserved expression on his face.
He opened his thin lips and said: "There is breakfast ready in the kitchen. Go and change your clothes and then come out to eat."
"Oh, okay." Fu Xixi turned around and walked towards the room, took two steps, then walked back to Bo Zhanye and stared at him:
"What's wrong with you? I feel like you're not happy."
Bo Zhanye's face moved slightly, his deep eyes fell on her innocent little face, he wanted to say something, but in the end he still took into account the presence of the child:
"You go to the restaurant and wait for me. I'll come over and talk to you right away."
talk?
This word is very serious, isn’t it?
Fu Xixi was frightened and sat at the dining table, looking at the exquisite breakfast and losing her appetite.
Soon, Bo Zhanye handed the child to Mo Nanxi and came to the restaurant in a wheelchair.
Seeing Fu Xixi waiting for him, he went straight to the point: "What happened last night?"
Fu Xixi's face froze, and then she frowned: "Last night? What happened last night?"
"Fu Xixi." He called her name directly, with warning, anger, and warmth:
"Don't pretend to be stupid for me, you know what happened and what I hate most."
He hates women plotting against him, but because it was her, he obeyed her plot, and now he only needs her to give him an explanation.
Fu Xixi's face turned red and white. Looking at his sharp and deep eyes, she lowered her head in guilt and embarrassment.
Last night...last night was indeed her intention.
Because Yanran told her that the best way is to become husband and wife with Bo Zhanye. Only the combination of firm love and body can make a man find confidence.
But she didn't know what to do, and she didn't have the courage to do it, so she gave herself something to eat, and then did those things...
In fact, when she woke up in the morning, she remembered everything about last night, including her taking the initiative to throw herself into his arms, taking the initiative to kiss him and hug him, taking the initiative to sit on him...
It's just that she is very shy, so she blocks everything and doesn't think about it.
Now that he said it so directly, and even asked for punishment, her palms were covered with a layer of dense sweat, and her voice was as quiet as a mosquito:
"I...I don't know. I felt very uncomfortable after I went back to my room, and I don't remember much about what happened after that..."
Bo Zhanye frowned, slid his wheelchair to her side, and leaned closer:
"Can't remember clearly? Do you want me to help you recall it?"
As he spoke, he pulled her into his arms, stared at her with his dark and deep eyes, and said word by word:
"You threw yourself into my arms last night, kissed me, and begged me to have you."
"A pair of small hands, from my face to my body, you touched everything that should be touched and shouldn't be touched."
"I don't want to, but you took the initiative to sit on it and force a disabled person who can't move."
"You seemed to have said you were a coquettish person at that time..."
"Ah!" Fu Xixi screamed, covering her ears, closing her eyes and not daring to face the world:
"Stop talking, I don't want to listen! I don't want to listen!"
Bo Zhanye raised her chin: "Do you remember now?
If you don’t remember, can I help you practice it again?”