pampered roses

When they got home, the servants had already prepared dinner. They had just finished eating not long ago, but Tangli was still hungry when she smelled the aroma from the dining table, thinking that she could still eat it.

I seem to be getting very hungry recently.

She pulled Fu Zechen to sit down, and Fu Zechen raised his eyebrows, his eyes fell on Tangli's stomach, and he said pointedly: "Can you still eat?"

Tangli blushed, subconsciously covered her stomach, and said solemnly, "Yes."

The dinner was sumptuous, and Tangli's eyes were drawn to the potato dumplings in front of her.

This is a kind of spherical pastry made of potato flour wrapped with onion and pork stuffing. The small ones are neatly arranged on the plate, and the surrounding small bowls are filled with butter, cream and cranberry jam for matching. Eat It will be better when paired with these flavors.

There is also brown sheep's milk cheese, which is an authentic Norwegian flavor. This natural cheese is rarely known outside Norway. It is full of Norwegian flavor and is loved by men, women and children here.

In addition, there is sandwich cake, which is a very popular Swedish festival food. There are many combinations of this, but the most common way to eat it is to use eggs and egg yolks as the bottom layer, and then add minced meat in turn. Olives, sea prawns, ham, caviar and smoked salmon are usually eaten as a dessert and belong to a cold dish. 【1】

At this moment, the servants cut them into small pieces and put them on the plate, which looked particularly delicate and appetizing.

Tangli's appetite was whetted, and after eating this sumptuous dinner, her mood improved a lot.

After eating, Tangli went upstairs to wash up, and when she came out of the bathroom, she was wearing a two-piece pajamas, and while wiping her hair, she looked at the bedroom.

The bedroom is very Fu Zechen's style, black and gray simple style, few things, except for the wardrobe, there is a low coffee table near the floor-to-ceiling windows, Tangli's attention is quickly attracted by a photo on the coffee table .

The photo is in a photo frame, and it is a photo of Fu Zechen when he was young. At that time, Fu Zechen was not as calm and indifferent as he is now. He was wearing a black and white mountaineering suit, looking at the camera, his eyes were cold, but there was a sense of high spirits.

Tangli stared at her for a while, until a gust of cold sandalwood enveloped her. The next second, a force came from his waist. Fu Zechen hugged Tangli in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder, sideways. Kissing Tangli's face with her head, she asked in a low voice, "Why are you looking at this?"

Tangli picked up the photo frame and held it in front of the two of them. Their breaths were close at hand. Tangli was slightly stunned, then looked at Fu Zechen and said, "When did you take this picture?"

Fu Zechen glanced casually, with a cold and tired expression, pecked Tangli's neck, and said casually, "It should be around 20 years old."

"Oh," Tangli replied, stroking Fu Zechen's photo with her fingers, "You were 22 years old, right?"

Fu Zechen raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways at Tangli: "How do you know?"

"I guess." Tangli put down the photo frame, turned her head and hugged Fu Zechen's neck, tiptoed close to him, but didn't kiss him.

The sweetness and cold sandalwood are intertwined, and the white light is projected from the window, making the ground cold.

Fu Zechen lowered his eyes, clasped Tangli's chin tightly, his curled eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and he spoke in an unclear tone: "Then little Luoshen guess again, what do I want to do now?"

Tangli raised her eyes and met Fu Zechen's gaze. Her dark pupils were full of lust, and she looked at Tangli deeply, as if she wanted to suck her in.

Tangli didn't speak, and tiptoed to kiss her. Fu Zechen clasped Tangli's hand with some strength, and kissed back.

"There's nothing here," Tangli said in a hoarse voice, and Fu Zechen kissed her, and a word escaped from between her lips and teeth.

"It didn't work before."

The next day, Tangli woke up, and a thick layer of snow had piled up again outside, clean and white.

Tangli lifted the quilt, and a chill came over her face. She frowned, went to the bathroom to wash up, changed her clothes and went downstairs.

It was very quiet downstairs. When Tangli went downstairs, she could only hear her own footsteps on the stairs.It was not until the living room that she realized that there were guests.

One is Fu Yangxue. We met yesterday. Standing beside Fu Yangxue is a tall bodyguard. He is blond and blue-eyed. He is wearing a suit and looks like a standard foreigner. Chen just glanced at him lightly, without moving.

When Fu Yangxue saw Tangli, the expression on her face instantly became very happy. Seeing the bodyguard pointing at Tangli and talking happily, her tone was very excited.

Tangli could only tell that it was Italian, and Tangli didn't know what it meant, but before Fu Yangxue finished speaking, she was interrupted by Fu Zechen's cold tone,

"Fu Yangxue."

Fu Zechen raised his eyes, and there was an unseen coldness in his black eyes.

Tangli frowned slightly, then noticed a gaze, she looked to the side and saw the housekeeper staring at her.

The butler's eyes were also green, his face was expressionless, and his gesture was respectful and polite. Those eyes staring at Tangli made her feel very uncomfortable.

Tangli looked away and walked to Fu Zechen's side.

Fu Zechen held Tangli's hand, and said calmly, "You guys go there first, Tangli and I will go after breakfast."

The housekeeper nodded and said nothing, Fu Yangxue puffed up, and acted like a spoiled child to Fu Zechen aggrievedly: "Brother, I also want to stay, and I also want to have breakfast with you and sister-in-law."

Fu Zechen didn't give her a look, and led Tangli directly to the dining table.

The butler next to him came over and blocked Fu Yangxue, with the obvious intention of seeing off the guests, "Miss, please."

After seeing off the people, the living room became quiet in an instant. The servants were doing what they should do. Fu Zechen led Tangli to the dining room, which was already filled with western-style breakfast, sandwiches, ham, toast, cheese, and milk.

While eating, Tangli thought about what Fu Zechen said just now, and suddenly asked, "Are you going to your father's place?"

Fu Zechen hummed, looked at Tangli with dark eyes and asked her, "Are you nervous?"

Tangli shook her head, lowered her head and bit the sandwich without saying a word, hiding the emotion in her eyes.

I don't know if it was because she was pretending to be something, but Tangli ate very quickly, and Fu Zechen recovered after a while, looking at Tangli, she said lightly, "Let's go."

A black car was parked outside the villa, with a foreign driver in the driver's seat.

Tangli and Fu Zechen sat in the back, and the driver drove without saying a word. After almost an hour, the car stopped.

Tangli got out of the car and looked at the manor in front of her.

The whole manor is filled with a solemn atmosphere. It is a European-style castle building. The weather in Norway is cold all year round, so it is not suitable for planting any flowers. But when Tangli walked into the manor, he could see white camellias all over the yard.

The two walked into the manor. Many servants in black clothes were working in the manor. Compared with Fu Zechen's villa, there were more servants in this manor. Everyone was busy with their own affairs and looked indifferent. , Even if someone comes, they will not look around.

Fu Yangxue came out of the castle, saw Tangli and Fu Zechen, and immediately waved to them happily: "Brother, sister-in-law, you are here!"

Fu Yangxue trotted to Tangli's side, then hugged her affectionately, raised her head and smiled innocently: "Sister-in-law is here for the first time, let me introduce you carefully, let me tell you, there are There are many beautiful places, sister-in-law, you will definitely like it."

"There is a huge ski resort in the backyard. Sister-in-law, can you ski? No, it's okay. I can teach you."

Fu Yangxue kept chattering, Tangli's expression was calm, and she didn't show any intimacy.

Fu Zechen clasped Tangli's waist and pulled her to the other side. He gave Fu Yangxue a cold look. Fu Yangxue's smile continued, but her movements were just enough.

Walking into the room, Tangli felt a chill rushing towards her face.

The castle is huge, but there are very few things. Except for some furniture, there are almost no other things. It is dark, empty and large, deserted and quiet, which makes people feel chilling.

Tangli frowned and didn't say anything, Fu Zechen took Tangli's hand hard.

There were footsteps upstairs, and a middle-aged man came out from the darkness with glasses on his face. He pushed his glasses expressionlessly, looked at Fu Zechen and said, "Young master, the master said, let the young lady go up." OK."

Tangli froze for a moment, Fu Zechen frowned, with a cold expression, and refused, "No, Tangli must follow me."

The smile on the butler's face was very distant, his eyes were a little tougher, and he said expressionlessly: "Master, please don't make things difficult for me."

Fu Zechen refused to back down, and the butler also expressed his silence that Tangli could only go up.

The two were at a stalemate here, Tangli took a deep breath, held Fu Zechen's hand, looked at him and said, "It's okay, I'll go up and have a look, you wait for me downstairs."

Fu Zechen frowned and wanted to say something, but he agreed with Shang Tangli's eyes.

Tangli bent her lips and let go of her hand.

The housekeeper led the way and took her upstairs, step by step, the higher the level, the more obvious the feeling of the forest.

From time to time, a gust of wind blew across Tangli's face, and a chill came over her. Tangli frowned, feeling unwell.

There is no breath of human life in this old castle. The only thing that is a bit warm may be the camellias outside.