Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

A person's memory is a city, and time corrodes all buildings, desertifying tall buildings and roads.If you don't move forward, you will be buried in the sand.So we burst into tears and looked back step by step, but we could only move forward.

——Zhang Jiajia
What is sunshine?
If someone asked Jiang Manxue this question at this moment, she would definitely answer:

Sunshine is - the moment I opened my eyes, I saw you.

You-are-my-sunshine.

She couldn't help reaching out to touch Fu Qingye's face, the outline, the eyebrows, and the thin lips.

His fingertips lingered, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and the shape of his eyebrows was also extremely beautiful.The sun shines on his cheeks through the window, the halo is slightly coated, and the morning sun seems to be jumping on the eyelashes, with a sense of dream.

His fingers slowly moved down from the bridge of his tall nose, his thin lips were slightly red.

It is said that people with thin lips are mostly fickle.

Jiang Manxue's fingertips rested on his lips, and her eyes were a little dazed. Perhaps the sunny atmosphere was too peaceful, which made her fall into some kind of memory.

A few birdsong were crisp and clear, piercing the cold air.

The fingertips were slightly itchy, which made Jiang Manxue retract her fingers reflexively. Before she could move, Fu Qingye's palm had already grasped her fingertips lingering on his lips.

"You want to run away after touching it?" Fu Qingye's voice was hoarse when he first woke up, deep but indescribably sexy.

Before he opened his eyes, he just gently rubbed her fingers with the palm of his hand, with traces of love conveyed from his fingertips, his lips moved closer, and kissed her little by little.Gently kiss, not passionate, not entangled.

But, like honey poured into the heart, sweet to the heart.

With a slight kiss, the eyelashes trembled slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

In an instant, the sunlight leaped into those eyes, and the ink color was deep, which made Jiang Manxue feel lost for a while.

Seeing Jiang Manxue's dazed look, Fu Qingye couldn't help but smile, hugged her naturally, and kissed her on the forehead, pampering her.

"What to eat?"

"Porridge." Jiang Manxue replied reflexively.

Fu Qingye rubbed the hair on the top of Jiang Manxue's head, then got up from the bed, "Go to sleep a little longer."

After Fu Qingye left, Jiang Manxue was curled up in the bed, her fingers unconsciously caressing the place where Fu Qingye had just lay, the warmth was within reach, just like him, always when she felt the coldest Give her the warmest warmth.

but……

She is such a warm and enthusiastic person...why...you just don't touch her?
Thinking of this, Jiang Manxue bit her lips with her white teeth, blushing slightly, and her face was also hot, both ashamed and inexplicable emotions.

She remembered what Ning Xiangkui said before, saying that a man loves a woman, and his actions and words cannot be controlled.

As he said that, Ning Xiangkui smiled at her ambiguously, and teased, "Fu Qingye must have worked hard enough to control you in front of you. Once he succeeds in pursuing him, he will eat you up long ago."

At that moment, she was anxious and ashamed, so she blurred the topic.

But she was vaguely puzzled, she looked at... Fu Qingye was clearly in control.

As the saying goes, there are three things in the world that cannot be controlled——

Poverty, cough and love.

Fu Qingye's love for her is beyond doubt, but...

Jiang Manxue bit her lips tighter, shook her head, and put those messy thoughts behind her, then got into the bed, wrapping herself in the darkness like stealing her ears.

She fell asleep again in a daze, and after an unknown amount of time, Fu Qingye woke her up softly, "Wake up, Xuexue, wake up."

Jiang Manxue opened her eyes, still drowsy, with a layer of misty tears in her eyes, reflexively opened her arms towards Fu Qingye in front of her, and softly called out, "Ah Ye ,hug."

In this life, Fu Qingye's heart has been melted, let alone hugged, I'm afraid that if she wants the stars she was born with at this moment, she has to take them off immediately.

He opened his arms and hugged the delicate and soft Jiang Manxue into his arms. His arms were full of fragrance, and Jiang Manxue's cheeks were still gently rubbing against his shoulders and neck.

Fu Qingye's whole body went numb from her cat-like movement, and her heart softened.

He patted her back lightly with his palm, "Okay, get up and drink porridge, or your stomach will hurt again."

"Is there any jujube milk?" Jiang Manxue didn't forget to ask in a daze.

Fu Qingye replied with a light smile, "Yes, of course."

"Then you have to drink with me." Jiang Manxue acted coquettishly.

Seeing Fu Qingye's silence, Jiang Manxue murmured persistently: "If you don't drink, then I won't drink either."

Fu Qingye was helpless, what could his own woman do?It's not just about pampering.

"Okay, okay, drink with you, drink with you."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Jiang Manxue let go of Fu Qingye, got up, put on her rabbit pajamas, and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.

On the dining table, there are a few fresh flowers in the vase, and there are some crystal clear dewdrops on the petals, which are very beautiful.

Jiang Manxue couldn't help leaning over, blowing the dewdrops lightly, watching the dewdrops rolling down from the petals, she couldn't help smiling.

Fu Qingye put a bowl of porridge in front of her. Seeing her childish actions, he couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling, "Drink the porridge quickly."

He handed the spoon to Jiang Manxue's hand, and joked: "I like blowing dewdrops, the flowers in the backyard are all covered, you can go and blow your fill after drinking the porridge."

Jiang Manxue stuck out her tongue, "Then I will die of exhaustion."

Cooking glutinous chicken porridge exudes heat, which makes people's sense of taste and appetite widen. After a mouthful of hot porridge, Jiang Manxue's brows and eyes are instantly satisfied with the delicious taste, "It's delicious!"

"Eat more if it tastes good." Fu Qingye peeled an egg for her.

When Jiang Manxue saw the eggs, she made a bitter face. Before she could speak, Fu Qingye said, "Huh? Eggs must be eaten too, don't be picky eaters."

Jiang Manxue snorted softly, and quickly poured him a big glass of milk, "Then you have to finish this glass of milk too."

Fu Qingye frowned, flicked her forehead with his fingers, "cunning."

"hey-hey……"

At the dining table, the two talked to each other, and the meal was extremely warm.

After Jiang Manxue finished her porridge, she drank jujube milk in a cup, blinked her eyes and watched Fu Qingye clean up the dishes, her heart seemed to be swelled, it was very warm.

This is probably the feeling of happiness.

Really, the tenderness that makes people reluctant to discard it.

I just want to feel for a while, and feel for a while.

While drinking porridge, she casually glanced at the alarm clock on the wall, and asked Fu Qingye, "Why don't you go to the company?"

It was almost 08:30, Jiang Manxue was a little puzzled why Fu Qingye didn't look like he was going to leave yet.

Fu Qingye responded, "It's coming soon, today is not very busy, it doesn't matter if you go late, after you drink the milk, remember to go for a walk in the yard to digest your food, and don't stay in the studio for too long, remember to get up and walk for a while..."