pampered roses

Tangli's pajamas were changed at some point, and replaced by a black and white cat outfit.

Her hair was all tied up behind her head, and she was wearing a headband, with two small cat ears protruding from her hair. Tangli wore a clavicle chain around her neck, with a little bell in the middle, which could make a sound with a slight shake.

The cat outfit is very short, just reaching the thighs, with layers of pleated skirts, the waist is tightened, and the waist can be seen at a glance. There is a hollow on the chest, which makes it even more sexy.

There are chains on the slender wrists and ankles, and like the neck, there are also small bells.

Every time Tangli took a step forward, she could make a sound, and Tangli's face was even more rosy against the cold white skin.

She looked at Fu Zechen with dark eyes, her cheeks were still red, but she still stretched out her hand on her chest and made a cat gesture: "Meow——"

Fu Zechen's Adam's apple rolled, his jaw line tightened, his indifferent face sank, and something else gradually appeared in his dark pupils.

Tangli approached Fu Zechen, and the next second, Fu Zechen pinched her waist and picked her up. Tangli's cheeks were hot, and she subconsciously put her legs on his waist.

Fu Zechen clasped Tangli's chin tightly with one hand, his eyes darkened.

At first, Tangli could still maintain the cat's bewitching expression, but when Fu Zechen looked at her like this, with her warm breath close at hand, Tangli's expression tensed for a while, and she couldn't hold back her effort.

There was a touch of pink on her face, and even her small ears were pink and tender, looking very attractive.

Tangli's voice was low, and her tone was soft with a little complaint: "It's so strange to dress like this."

"Strange that you still wear it?"

Fu Zechen's Adam's apple rolled, his voice was a little hoarse, he pressed Tangli on the wardrobe, his knuckle fingers moved up, and fiddled with the bell on her neck.

The sound of "Dinglingling—" rang in her ears, and Tangli shyly curled up her fingers and toes, her eyes glowed a little, and her palm-sized face was somewhat blocked by her hair.

"Taught by Li Jiu." Tangli only felt that the clothes on her body seemed to be...

Fu Zechen frowned, clasped the back of Tangli's neck and tilted his head, leaving a light tooth mark on the slender and white neck, before Tangli could speak, he pinched Tangli's waist and hugged Tangli into his arms Put it on the edge of the bed, and clasped Tangli's leg that was about to be retracted: "Because I won't touch you?"

Tangli nodded, her cheeks flushed even more.

Fu Zechen's eyes were deep, and he looked down at his ankle, which was not enough for him to hold, and rubbed his fingertips on the ankle bone.

Tangli felt a burst of embarrassment and shyness, and couldn't help but retract her legs.

Fu Zechen refused to give way, leaned over to Tangli, and hugged her into his arms, the sweet fragrance spread around, Fu Zechen tilted his head, buried it in Tangli's neck and took a deep breath, his tone was a little more Forbearance and restraint.

"Tangli, you don't have to do this."

Fu Zechen raised his head and looked into Tangli's eyes. The dark pupils were full of her reflection, his sharp face was tense, he looked at Tangli with a serious face, and his tone was extremely serious.

"Among the two of us, I will always be the one who surrenders to you."

"You don't have to do anything, just let me love you."

Tangli was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

Fu Zechen lowered his eyes, looked at the ankle in his hand, curled his lips, and fiddled with the bell twice with his fingers.

The sound swept along with the coolness of the night, and under the dim light, there was only ambiguity and affection left.

Curtains block everything outside and hide everything inside.

The next day, Tangli woke up very late, and when she opened her eyes to see the time, it was already past the usual time when Tang Qi and Su Qing came to pick her up.

There was no news of the two of them on the phone, Tangli frowned, her eyes were a little foggy, and she was about to get up when Fu Zechen pushed open the door and came in.

Fu Zechen was wearing a black shirt and a string of Buddhist beads on his cold white wrist bones. He straightened his cuffs and raised his eyebrows when he saw Tangli's movements: "Are you awake?"

Tangli hummed: "Why didn't Tang Qi and Su Qing come over today?"

"I asked for leave for you," Fu Zechen approached Tangli, hugged her in his arms, bowed his head and kissed the corner of her lips.

"Madam Fu won't mind abducting Mrs. Fu for a while, right?"

Tangli was stunned for a moment: "Are you asking for leave?"

"What about the progress of the crew..."

Tangli was worried about delaying the filming progress. If she delayed everyone, Tangli would feel very sorry.

Fu Zechen pinched Tangli's chin, making her look at him.

"The whole crew is on vacation, and I will pay for the loss."

"Does Mrs. Fu have any questions?"

Fu Zechen looked at Tangli with a cold and tired expression, with a casual tone.

Tangli froze for a moment, smiled, embraced Fu Zechen's neck and kissed back, shook her head and said, "No more."

"Then eat."

Fu Zechen put Tangli down and went out first. When Tangli finished washing and left the bedroom, Fu Zechen had already prepared breakfast.

After Tangli finished eating, Fu Zechen said he would take her somewhere, but Tangli agreed without asking any further questions.

The sky outside was clear, and when the sun shone in through the slightly open window, it left a faint halo on Tangli's face.

Tangli is wearing a cold gray Suzhou embroidered cheongsam today. The peony flowers coiled around her waist extend to her chest, clearly outlining her exquisite curves. Her black hair is tied behind her head and tied up with a hairpin at will. .

Soon after arriving at the place, Tangli discovered that the place Fu Zechen brought her to was Youran Tea House.

There was a tea boy guarding the gate of the tea house. Fu Zechen and Tangli walked side by side, but were stopped by the tea boy.

"Sorry, it's not convenient for Mr. Ye to see guests today, please go back."

Tangli glanced at Fu Zechen, Fu Zechen had no emotion on his face, and his tone was cold: "Please tell Mr. Ye a name, Fu Anning."

The tea boy looked puzzled, but turned around and went in.

Tangli was indeed stunned, her pupils constricted, her eyes fell on Fu Zechen, and she didn't say anything.

Fu Zechen noticed Tangli's gaze, looked down at her with a calm expression, "What's wrong?"

"You know Fu Anning? Who is she?"

"I don't know." Fu Zechen lowered his eyes, held Tangli's hand, and played with her fingers, his tone casual.

"I just heard grandma mention by chance that Fu Anning was Uncle Ye's first love."

Tangli's pupils shrank, and a storm arose in her heart.

She didn't show it, but the emotions in her eyes were a little complicated.

Not long after, the tea boy came back and opened the door for them: "Mr. Ye invites you in."

Tangli and Fu Zechen entered the tea house and came here again. Tangli looked at the tea house. It was not the season for tea picking. This time the tea trees were not like last time. They were all endless at a glance. Green, on the contrary, is dotted with a lot of camellias.

Near the villa, the two saw Ye Wentian again.

Ye Wentian straightened up from the tea tree, saw Tangli, his eyes were in a daze, and the movements of his hands became dull for a moment.

Then he came to his senses, his face was as cold as ever, and he calmly looked away from Tangli's body, restraining his emotions very well.

Fu Zechen walked up to Ye Wentian with a calm expression: "Uncle Ye."

Ye Wentian hummed, and put the bamboo basket aside, Fu Zechen didn't care, showing an inconspicuous arc: "Uncle Ye, come in and talk?"

Ye Wentian glanced at Tangli and did not refuse, the three of them entered the villa, Tangli was sitting in the living room, Ye Wentian went upstairs first.

Tangli tightened her hand holding the bag, Fu Zechen turned her head, looked down at her, and patted her head: "Wait here for me."

"It's okay, you go."

Fu Zechen followed Ye Wentian upstairs, and the two of them disappeared around the corner. Tangli looked back, her expression was flat and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Not long after they went up, footsteps sounded behind them. The tea boy was about to leave with a cup of tea in front of Tangli, but Tangli stopped him.

"Is Fu Anning from this tea house?" The corners of her lips curled, "This name sounds nice."

The tea boy shook his head and said seriously: "I don't know him, I just heard that he seems to be someone very important to Mr. Ye."

Too many tea boys didn't know. After answering, seeing that Tangli had no intention of continuing to speak, she nodded and left.

Tangli lowered her eyes, pinched her lips tightly, clasped her hands together, her eyes fell on the stairs, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Fu Zechen and Ye Wentian came out after not staying upstairs for long.

When he came out, Ye Wentian's complexion was not very good, his dark eyes fell on Tangli, a little more complicated and other emotions.

"You can do it yourself."

He left without saying a word, Tangli watched Ye Wentian's back disappear from sight, subconsciously looked at Fu Zechen, a little puzzled.

Fu Zechen didn't say anything, but instead asked her, "Do you want to play here for a few days?"

Tangli pursed her lips and agreed.

After a while the tea boy came over.

"Two, please follow me."

Fu Zechen took Tangli by the hand and left with the tea boy.

The three of them went straight to the backyard. Even in autumn, the scene full of camellia trees was still spectacular.

The tea boy walked in front to introduce, Tangli listened casually, not concentrating.

"In addition to tea trees, there are hot springs on the mountain where you can soak. If you feel tired, there is a good choice."

The tea boy brought the two of them to the guest room and turned to look at them: "If you need anything, call me anytime."

There are also tea trees near the guest rooms. In addition to the tea trees, there are also a few vines around the house with a few flowers blooming sporadically.

A small area is separated by wooden stakes around the guest room, tea trees are planted outside, and some other flowers are sparsely planted in the small area separated.

Tangli sat by the window, staring blankly at the scenery outside, her expression a little dazed.

Until there is an extra arm on the waist.

Fu Zechen buried his head on her neck, and said in a low voice, "Would you like to go to the mountain to have a look?"

"The tea trees above are basically blooming, you should like it."

Tangli didn't refuse, and was led by Fu Zechen to leave the room.

Most of the tea trees in Youran Tea House are on the mountain, so it is more spectacular than the scene below the mountain.

And because they have to weed and deworm the tea trees on a regular basis, when they go up the mountain, many tea boys are working.

The sun in the morning is not bad, and the wind blowing over is warm.

The leaves and camellias stood against the wind, and occasionally a few of them fell on Tangli's body, and then rolled at her feet.

Tangli was wearing a cold gray cheongsam in the tea tree, she didn't feel awkward at all, but against the background of the camellias, she had a sense of beauty that was left alone in the world.

Fu Zechen held Tangli's hand and led Tangli through the tea trees.

They walked very slowly, and Fu Zechen was talking about Ye Wentian when he was young.

"When Uncle Ye was young, he was a vagabond. He was a well-known playboy in Forty-Nine City. He played more fun than Fu Qingyang."

Tangli tilted her head, listening to Fu Zechen's words, she remembered that when she saw Ye Wentian, he had a calm and introverted demeanor, completely different from the person Fu Zechen said.

"Very surprised?"

Tangli nodded, really surprised.

"Uncle Ye is the only son of the Ye family, and the family is very fond of him. When he was young, Uncle Ye had a lot of fun. Uncle Ye can be said to be a frequent visitor to places like Twilight. It wasn't until he was 25 years old that he met the woman he loved the most in his life."

Tangli held Fu Zechen's hand tightly and stared at Fu Zechen.

Fu Zechen seemed unaware, and continued talking to himself.

A heartbeat, a lifetime of heartache.

Who would have thought that Mr. Ye, who has always played well and was destined not to give up his heart for any woman, would never get out of this heartbeat when he first met someone with a heartbeat, which was comparable to an old house on fire.