After the flash marriage, the fierce Jiuye kissed and hugged every day

When Wen Zhihe heard Fu Yuheng say that he would kiss her if she moved again!

This man is a man of his word. If she continues to move around, he might do something that would make her blush and her heart beat fast.

Frightened, Wen Zhihe shut her mouth obediently, and her body gradually calmed down from the restlessness before. She stayed quietly in his arms and let him carry her to the bed.

Fu Yuheng gently put her down on the bed and sat her down. "It's late now, go to bed early."

"But I haven't finished looking at it yet. There's only one left. Can I just look at the last one, Heng?"

Her mission for today is not yet complete.

Wen Zhihe would customize a study plan for herself, planning how much to learn every day.

She hasn't finished her study plan for today. There is only one sheet left, the last one. As soon as she finishes it, she will go to bed.

Wen Zhihe looked up at him, her bright eyes gazing at him, a faint smile on her fair and soft face, and she discussed with him in a soft voice.

Wen Zhihe was already pretty and cute, and when she looked so soft and tender, Fu Yuheng's heart was completely melted.

It was the first time he saw his wife acting coquettishly towards him.

It turns out that she is so cute when she acts like a spoiled child. It's so cute~

What should I do? My wife is so cute. I really want to take a bite and eat her.

He knew that Wen Zhihe wanted to study and complete today's task, but it was already very late.

As the saying goes, health is the capital of revolution. Without a healthy body, everything is castles in the air.

Therefore, having a healthy body is more important than anything else. Staying up late is very harmful to your health.

Besides, he doesn't want his wife to work so hard, it will make him feel bad.

Fu Yuheng was very determined, and two words came out of his thin lips, "No."

Wen Zhihe saw that the situation could not be reversed, and judging from his attitude, he would not agree to let her continue watching.

She had a habit that if she failed to complete her tasks for the day, she would not be able to fall asleep even if she lay in bed.

Seeing that Wen Zhihe was still considering continuing to watch, Fu Yuheng bent down to look at her at eye level, staring at her with his obsidian eyes.

"If Zhizhi doesn't go to bed now, I'll kiss you."

The man suddenly approached, frightening Wen Zhihe so much that her body tensed up. The words he said made a beautiful blush suddenly appear on Wen Zhihe's cheeks.

She quickly raised her hand and covered her mouth. Her two big, sparkling eyes stared at him, and she leaned back alertly, saying in a muffled voice, "Don't mess around. Can't I just take a rest?"

It seems that this is the only way to subdue this stubborn little donkey.

Fu Yuheng smiled, reached out and gently touched the top of her head, and said in a doting tone, "That's good."

He touched her head again. Hmph, damn it.

"Hey, stop touching me. Do you know that if you keep touching my head, I won't grow taller?"

Wen Zhihe puffed up her lips, looking as angry as a little dolphin. Her watery eyes looked at Fu Yuheng with dissatisfaction, accusing him of his behavior.

She had heard before that there was a child who was touched on the top of his head and became shorter and shorter until he became as big as a dwarf.

She has been touched by Fu Yuheng no less than three or four times now!

She was not very tall and her face was not pretty, and now she had been touched so many times.

What if she doesn't grow taller and becomes a shorty?

Upon hearing this, Fu Yuheng couldn't help but let out a low laugh, "Who told you this?"

Then he turned around, walked to the desk with his long legs, and reached out to pick up the glass of milk.

He is the last person to believe in superstition.

So these can be said to be nonsense.

"On the Internet, people say this, and there is a real incident where my neighbor's child grew up to be a short man because someone touched him."

Wen Zhihe sat on the bed, her little mouth opening and closing as she spoke with reason and evidence.

"Is it possible that your neighbor's child has the genes to be a short man, so he eventually grew up to be a short man?"

Fu Yuheng came to the bedside holding the milk and handed it to her, "Drink some milk, it will help you sleep."

Wen Zhihe took it with both hands and thanked him politely, "Thank you."

Hearing him say this, Wen Zhihe wondered if this was possible?

The originally firm belief seemed to collapse at this moment.

He led me astray.

Wen Zhihe was also skeptical about this. He was not sure whether it was because he was touched that he became a short and fat man, or was it just as Fu Yuheng said, that he had the genes to be a short and fat man?

Wait, why are we getting further and further away? What she cares about is whether she will become a short and fat woman. Why should she think about others? It’s a headache. She doesn’t want to think about it anymore.

Wen Zhihe gently held up the hot milk in her hand, the aroma was fragrant, she opened her mouth and took a sip, the taste was mellow and smooth, with a milky flavor.

If one day she really becomes short and fat, she will be forced to accept it.

What else can I do?

Fu Yuheng stood beside the bed, looking at her tenderly, and said sincerely, "Even if you become a short and fat girl, I still like you, only you."

No matter what she looks like, whether she is short and fat or tall and fat, Fu Yuheng will only recognize her and love her in this life, and will never leave her.

If possible, he hopes to be with her in the next life as husband and wife. He hopes to meet her earlier so that she can suffer less.

Let her life be sweet and without bitterness.

A sudden sweet remark made Wen Zhihe's heart skip a beat, and the blush on her face deepened.

Wen Zhihe drooped her eyelashes shyly and continued to drink the milk in her hand in small sips.

The sweet and warm milk flowed into her heart, giving her a sweet feeling.

Fu Yuheng called out softly, "Zhizhi."

Wen Zhihe finished drinking the milk, with a little milk stain on the corner of her mouth. She raised her head and looked at him, "Ah?"

"Have you heard that if a girl doesn't kiss for a long time, she will get acne on her face, get fatter and fatter, and it may even affect her health?"

Fu Yuheng supported himself on the bed with both hands, leaned close to her, and spoke seriously.

Wen Zhihe had never heard of such an outrageous thing.

Wen Zhihe obviously didn't believe it. "Is there such a legend?"

Fu Yuheng's eyes darkened, and he shortened the distance between them. He looked at Wen Zhihe tenderly, "Well, in order to make Zhizhi stay young forever, have no acne on her face, and be healthy, I am willing to sacrifice myself."

Why did Wen Zhihe feel like he was setting a trap for her again?

It's still a huge pit waiting for her to jump into.

The distance between them was so close, only the width of a palm. Looking at him so closely, her heart beat wildly.

His eyes are like the vast starry sky, which makes people intoxicated.

Wen Zhihe's heart was beating wildly, and her long, thick black eyelashes were trembling. "Actually, you don't have to sacrifice yourself... um..."