The President's Forced Love

The plane did not fly to the airport, but parked directly on a private island.

When getting off the plane, it was very windy outside, Ye Li held Fu Lin's arm tightly, for fear of twisting her foot accidentally.

The air here is very fresh.

The breath is filled with a touch of floral fragrance, refreshing.

Even breathing slowed unconsciously, Ye Li was wearing a simple white cotton and linen tunic, and a few strands of her hair were blown by the breeze.

From a distance, it looks like a fairy, fresh and refined.

There was a pause in her footsteps, and she stretched out her hand to lift the blindfold.

Where the hell is this?How can there be such a flower fragrance in China at this time?Where did Fu Lin take herself without telling herself?
However, after she lifted the blindfold and saw the scene in front of her, her little mouth couldn't close it in surprise.

Good, so beautiful.

The pale golden sun shone unsparingly on every place, mysterious and elegant violets spread all over the sight, and the rich aroma filled the nose, making people slightly dizzy, and began to wonder if they had come to a fairyland .

"Where is this?" When she came back to her senses, she breathed out and looked up at Fu Lin.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and a doting and dazzling smile was outlined on his handsome face, "Do you like it? Is it okay to hold the wedding here?"

Have a wedding?

Ye Li looked away, and looked at this fairyland again.Unconsciously, she raised her footsteps, and what appeared in her mind was the heroine in the idol drama wearing a princess dress, smiling like a flower in the flower garden.

It can be said that every woman has imagined what her future wedding will look like, a holy church, or a romantic island, pink petals flying all over the sky, relatives' blessing eyes...

"I like it." Standing in the middle of the flowers, Ye Li suddenly turned her head and showed a flowery smile to Fu Lin.

In the following time, Fu Lin took Ye Li to visit every building on the island and the aborigines on the island.

The aborigines are very warm and friendly, and everyone holds a bouquet of garlands in their hands, saying it is a way of welcoming the host.

With garlands around her neck and hands, Ye Li walked into the main building on the island while waving goodbye to the aborigines gently.

According to Fu Lin's words, it will be their future wedding room.

Lying on the bed, Ye Li pouted and pointed to her calf, "Sour!"

Frowning slightly, Fu Lin sat down and grabbed her calf, massaging her with unskilled techniques.

Sneaking a few times, she raised the corner of her mouth and looked at the endless blue sea around her. This kind of place is really a fairyland, just like a paradise.

After thinking about it, someone quickly touched his stomach.

Reflexively shrunk, she frowned and looked at Fu Lin who was massaging herself solemnly with her head down, "Fu Lin, did you touch my stomach?"

After being pregnant for so long, he didn't touch his belly at all except telling stories to his children every night.

There is no such thing as sticking to his wife's stomach and whispering to the baby. As long as Ye Li is holding his hand and trying to put it on her stomach, his hand will shrink faster than ever.

Sulked a few times about it, but then she figured out why he did it when she thought about it for herself.

He dare not?
Because he accidentally killed his two children, so he doesn't dare to touch his stomach anymore, right?

After asking the old housekeeper to confirm her conjecture, she felt bitter, helpless, and a little distressed.