Living in the villa in the most prosperous area of the city center, without anyone disturbing him, I thought it was an emotionless marriage, but this figure who was washing the dishes seriously in the kitchen with his head bowed didn't seem to be so difficult to touch, thinking about it, Tang Weiwei's cheeks were a little red, and his eyes looked at Fu Sichen blankly, everything was still, it seemed quiet and beautiful, pure and simple.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound broke the tranquility, pulling Tang Weiwei, who had just been in a daze, back from his reverie, and the two looked at each other through a glass window, the ground was full of fragments of bowls, and they fell to the ground unevenly, covering the ground, and there was no place to put their feet.

"It's okay, I'll be alone, you stay there and don't move." Fu Sichen said lightly, not caring about the broken bowl at all, and turned his head to work hard.

After all, it is the eldest young master who does not touch the spring water with ten fingers, Tang Weiwei still can't rest assured, she didn't expect Fu Sichen to do this dishwashing job, let her lie aside to rest, but she always doesn't let her feel at ease, or get up to check.

"Be careful." Tang Weiwei, who was just about to come in, was stopped by Fu Sichen, who was picking up ceramic fragments at his feet.

Tang was also slightly stunned, he didn't know whether to move for a while, he could only wait for Fu Sichen to pick it up in front of him before he could move, the time was slightly better, and it was still at this moment, Fu Sichen's chin arc was accompanied by the slanting sun shining a perfect halo, and the ethereal spirit in his ears floated in everything now.

Although Tang, who was restrained by drinking, was slightly aggrieved, he was a little happy to see such a lovely man in front of him, who turned out to be his husband.

"Alright." Fu Sichen raised his head and was about to throw all the debris at hand into the garbage heap, but his hand was cut by a debris that was not held steadily, and the wound was not deep, but it left a small blood spot.

"Are you alright?" Tang Weiwei was the first to react and grabbed Fu Sichen's hand.

Holding Fu Sichen's hand, he blew heavily to blow off the debris on the side, and then carefully examined the wound.

Fu Sichen held her anxious little face with his other hand, and a pair of dark eyes stared at the little eyes that were blowing seriously, "It's just that I accidentally cut a hole, so I don't need to make a fuss." ”

Tang Weiwei didn't seem to notice that he was being watched, and frowned and said, "How can it be done?" How many bacteria are in a glass slag, if you don't treat the wound, it is likely to be infected, you look at those who have tetanus, just because they ignore the wound, they don't disinfect it in time, etc., I'll go and get you iodine. ”

Tang Weiwei, who just wanted to raise his head, was moved by the momentary caressing, the eyes of the two collided together, looking at themselves in each other's eyes, unable to extricate themselves, Tang Weiwei's face was crimson, and he wanted to break free, but deep in his heart, there was a thought of going with the flow, it was really fatal!

Fu Sichen, who was suppressed by his physical strength, was tightly imprisoned.

Fu Sichen's powerful big hand held Tang Weiwei in his arms, and between breaths, the two slowly approached each other, and as they got closer, the breath of breathing became nervous, Tang Weiwei had forgotten to refuse at the moment, and the ghost made a god close his eyes and approach Fu Sichen.

The lips were blending, at first it was just a light touch, Tang Weiwei's heart was like being hit by something, slowly going deeper, already familiar with the road, the tips of the tongues of the two lingered, the active party was Fu Sichen, manipulating this flirting moment, and Tang Weiwei's hands were unconsciously on his waist, becoming no longer resistant, and even willing to take the initiative.

Fu Sichen pressed Tang Weiwei down on the kitchen counter, kissed, and the two hugged each other for a while, Tang Weiwei said bluntly, out of breath, and gasped for breath.

After a while, Tang Weiwei came to his senses, his face was not red when he kissed, but now his little face was flushed, he lowered his head shyly, he didn't dare to look at Fu Sichen, and hurriedly fled from the kitchen. Looking at her cute appearance, Fu Sichen chuckled, and then turned around to tidy up the kitchen.

When it was cleaned up, Fu Sichen took the red wine, and the two of them sat on the sofa together, listening to the sound of the TV, drinking the red wine in their hands, and leaning on the sofa.

After a series of passionate pictures just now, the atmosphere between the two seems to be a little awkward, as if they are still immersed in the red and willow green just now.

The first to speak was Fu Sichen.

"Drink less."

"Got it, just have a drink." Tang didn't dare to look at him directly, and sighed anxiously.

"You, you ...... just now" Speaking of just now, Tang was slightly stunned, like a fig leaf, but immediately changed the topic. I took the initiative to ask Ying to wash the dishes, and I hurt myself, so I won't let you wash it next time. ”

"What about you?" Fu Sichen raised Tang Weiwei's wrist and looked at the blood marks given by Li Ting, his brows furrowed.

At this time, the two of them are like children who are angry with each other, they have to find out the slightest mistake of each other, and no one will let anyone.

With the sound of TV, Tang Weiwei only felt sleepy, and involuntarily dozed off, just when Tang Weiwei's head was about to hang down, Fu Sichen made a timely move and tiptoed her to lean on his shoulder.

"Good night."

whispered in her ear, curling Tang Weiwei's hair behind her ears, revealing a sleeping her, the alcohol was already working, coupled with the teasing just now, the flush on her face did not decrease at all, or even worse than before.

Fu Sichen carefully carried her back to the bedroom, the woman in front of her always exuded a charm and a fascinating magic.

He couldn't help but take Tang Weiwei into his arms, looking at the sleeping lovely person in front of him, no matter what she was doing, every bit of her body was beautiful, and at this time, Tang Weiwei in her sleep did not refuse, the two of them hugged each other and slept well, and had a good night's sleep.

The first drop of dew in the morning came, and the sky outside the window had just revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly, and the two hugged each other tightly, and because of this, Tang felt a little stuffy.

I went to bed early last night, and I slept very comfortably all night, and I was warm in the bed, and I was beside me......

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a piece of honey-colored skin in front of him, Fu Sichen hadn't woken up yet, Tang who was about to get up was slightly stunned, but there was a slight throbbing in his heart, and he gently raised the long arm around his waist, although the movements were gentle, Fu Sichen, who was sleeping lightly, had woken up.

"Huh?" Fu Sichen's sleepy eyes were sleepy, his hoarse voice was sexy, and a syllable made Tang tremble slightly in his heart.

"I ...... What happened to my clothes? You...... Isn't it...... ...... last night" Tang hinted slightly, indeed a little surprised, but still pretended not to care.

"Nope." Fu Sichen said lightly, but the corners of his lips hooked up a subtle arc.