After a blind date, a wealthy heir asked me to marry him.

"You said it yourself, a quick three-minute battle."

Fu Cheng rubbed his forehead, feeling a throbbing sensation between his brows.

He never expected that the first surprise he prepared for his wife would have such a "miraculous effect"!

At this point, Lu Shiyi, who was already quite drunk, had switched from tearing things apart with his hands to muttering to himself.

Because it's simply unsolvable.

“You were the one who suggested doing it, I took the initiative, but you just sat there and didn’t help, you couldn’t even untie it.”

As Lu Shiyi spoke, he yanked the towel off his body, saying, "Look how easy it is to take mine off, it just falls off with a tug."

Startled, Fu Cheng quickly covered her up again.

This girl is really drunk.

I was just dizzy before.

He was now certain that she was truly drunk.

Fu Cheng held her unruly hands tightly, trying his best to suppress the raging fire in his heart.

"Lu Shiyi, please spare me."

If she flirts with him again, he really won't be able to control himself.

From the moment he walked in the door tonight, he has been experiencing the torment of extremes.

First, he was aroused by Lu Shiyi's "washing clean" and felt unbearably hot all over. Then, he was so angry that he suddenly dropped to freezing point because of "three minutes". Then, he was instantly broken out of the ice by the girl's bold pull and went straight to the state of being burned by flames.

Right now, he's working hard to put out the fire.

Although he really wanted to, reason told him that he shouldn't do it when his wife was drunk.

He knew that her drinking to bolster her courage wasn't just out of shyness, and he didn't want to force her in this matter in the slightest.

Furthermore, since it happened while she was completely unaware, how could he prove his innocence?

He needed to make it clear to her that he wasn't just three minutes, but had accumulated several three-minute intervals.

"Eleven, don't move around, just lie still."

Fu Cheng pulled the blanket over her and then turned and went to the living room.

When he returned, he was carrying a cup of hangover soup.

This liquor is very strong; it makes you drunk and keeps you awake. The brain of an intoxicated person remains in a state of constant excitement.

Sure enough, as soon as Fu Cheng came in, he saw Lu Shiyi playfully kicking the blanket.

He kept shouting, "Go away, go away! How dare you block my way? I'll bring my monkey hordes and tear down your Heavenly Palace!"

Fu Cheng: "..."

If he doesn't help sober up in time, the situation might get out of control.

The problem is, she'll have a terrible headache tomorrow morning.

However, Fu Cheng thought again, if he took the opportunity to record this scene, could he keep this girl under his thumb for a whole year?

As I thought about it, I couldn't help but secretly smile.

Oh, no, it's laughing openly and even a little unrestrainedly.

"What are you laughing at? You're still so proud after just three minutes?"

The man, who had been smiling broadly, suddenly turned a smile down.

Seeing that she was drunk, I decided not to argue with her.

Fu Cheng walked to the bedside and pulled the woman into his arms with one hand. "Drink it, or you'll have a headache tomorrow."

Lu Shiyi looked at him with hazy, alluring eyes, "Hey~"

Hmm, so that's how clingy my wife is when she's drunk and won't sleep.

Fu Cheng was quite happy about it.

He fed the entire glass of hangover soup to his wife.

Fortunately, Lu Shiyi didn't cause any more trouble during this time, and her eyes, shimmering with water, remained quietly watching him.

Afterwards, Fu Cheng placed the empty cup on the bedside table, turned the lamp to its dimmest warm yellow, and covered her with the blanket. "Go to sleep early."

He planned to watch his wife fall asleep before he went to sleep himself.

Lu Shiyi lay quietly in bed, tilting her head to look at Fu Cheng.

Judging from her condition, she should be more sober now.

She stretched out her slender, fair arm and took Fu Cheng's hand. "Are you... going to sleep already?"

Fu Cheng looked at her with gentle eyes and chuckled, "What? You wanted to sleep with me when you were drunk, and you still want to sleep with me now that you're sober?"

Lu Shiyi gently pinched the back of his hand, but lightly enough not to leave a mark, as a form of punishment.

"You're the one who wants to sleep with me, yet you're turning the tables on me. I'm just playing along with you; this wine was an accident."

As he spoke, Lu Shiyi pointed to the room full of roses, "Look, these are the evidence."

Seeing that Fu Cheng was a little confused, she simply explained their thought process after the phone call.

After listening, Fu Cheng remained silent for a long time.

Perhaps it was because his usual impression on Lu Shiyi was too rigid and serious. He wanted to give her a romantic surprise, but she thought he was just trying to exercise his rights as a husband.

The two are a legally married couple who have registered their marriage. If he really wants it, she won't refuse him.

This is also why he did not exercise his rights tonight.

He still hoped that their first time together would be a natural union born from deep affection.

Fu Cheng raised his hand and poked his wife's head. "You misunderstood. These flowers and everything in the room are a surprise I prepared for you. It's a small compensation for what I've neglected you since we got married. I put a lot of thought into it, so naturally I hope you'll take a look."

"And that so-called three minutes, from this moment on, you must completely erase it from your mind..."

Knowing that he had seriously misunderstood, Lu Shiyi awkwardly buried his head in the blankets.

She despised those 'three minutes' as much as she did before, and now she despises herself just as much.

The most embarrassing moment of my life, bar none...

The couple fell silent, and the room became eerily quiet.

In the end, Fu Cheng was the first to break the silence.

He was afraid that if he didn't speak, Lu Shiyi would keep burying himself under the covers and get bored.

Sure enough, as soon as he spoke, the little girl's head popped out.

"Thank you."

Lu Shiyi blinked. "Thank me?"

What should I thank her for?

Should he thank her for misunderstanding him? Or should he thank her for misunderstanding him and despise him for it?

This is completely unfounded...

Fu Cheng leaned down and knelt beside his wife's bedside, his slender fingers running through her soft hair, his eyes filled with deep affection and tenderness. "Thank you for coming into my life. Thank you for being willing to stay in my icy, bone-chilling world."

Lu Shiyi was slightly taken aback. The man's sweet words came too suddenly, and she wasn't quite used to it.

The woman's bright eyes stared straight at him, and then she smiled and said, "I was born with a fiery constitution; I'm afraid of heat, but I can withstand cold."

Fu Cheng gently stroked her hair. "Since we got married, I haven't given you anything. Wedding, diamond ring, confession, romance, surprises—none of these, not even in a formal way. I know I owe you a lot, and I will make it all up to you little by little in the future."

Lu Shiyi looked at her husband and replied sincerely, "We had a whirlwind marriage, so there's no such thing as owing anything to anyone. Feelings are mutual. I'm willing to stay because you're worth it. I really liked the surprise you prepared today, but it seems like I messed it up a little bit."

The last sentence was said in a somewhat playful way.

"This surprise was made for you, there's no question of messing it up."

Fu Cheng gently stroked Lu Shiyi's soft cheek, "Today is just the beginning. In the future, you will have what others have, and you will also have what others don't have. Believe me!"

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