I owe you a lifetime of love

An Nian took off Fu Qingshen's coat, and frowned worriedly when he got the shirt that fitted him.

Fu Qing looked down at her hair, and he quietly let her play with him.

She asked him to raise his hand and he raised his hand, and she asked him to turn around and he turned around.

But when she looked at Fu Qingshen's well-defined chest reflected under the dark shirt, she became uneasy.

It's just that he's drunk, but it's not like he's missing arms or legs, and he doesn't even know how to take a bath.

So, after putting Fu Qingshen in the bath water, An Nian pushed him into the bathroom.

Fu Qingshen was already sober from the wine at this moment, but standing in the bathroom, his head was still dazed, his mind was filled with the words Anian said to him when he was going up the stairs.

"Fu Qingshen, I forgive you..."

The temperature of the water in the bathtub was suitable. After Fu Qingshen sat in, the corners of his mouth slowly curled into a smile, and he raised his hand to look at his hands.

These hands have done too many things to hurt her, and for the rest of his life, he only wants to give her happiness.

She asked him to find the answer in the studio on the third floor, and he found it!
He knows the answer!

In the morning, An Nian was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone. When she closed her eyes and got up to check the source of the sound, she suddenly noticed a heavy arm around her waist.

She panicked and immediately lifted the quilt to get out of bed.

But as soon as the person got up, she was pressed down again by the arm around her waist, and she was pulled into the arms of that person, and the person behind her naturally pushed her up, her back pressed against her solid chest, warm.

An Nian was dumbfounded. She bit her lip and blushed again and again.

"Fu, Fu Qingshen?" She lowered her voice and called him softly.

The man behind him seemed to be still asleep, his breathing was even, and An Nian's call had no effect on him.

The ringtone of the mobile phone was also very obedient, it only rang two or three times before it was cut off.

Unable to get the phone and see the time, Anian looked at the window and judged the time from the light coming in from the curtains.

An Nian's heart was agitated, this feeling of being held in someone's arms to sleep again was strange and familiar.

She didn't expect that after two years like that, she would still be so greedy for everything about him.

Even a hug can disrupt her heartbeat.

She was thinking a lot here, but the people behind her had already woken up, or, hadn't slept all night...

Fu Qing closed his eyes and felt the warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms. At this moment, all the places in his heart were filled to the brim!

The two of them lay like this for a while longer, and it was the sound of An Nian's stomach growling that broke the tranquility.

Fu Qingshen's hand was on her stomach.

Oops!
An Nian's ears were slightly red. She couldn't believe that Fu Qingshen was still sleeping.

So, she turned over to face the ceiling, and turned again, this time facing Fu Qingshen.

Fu Qing closed his eyes deeply, his eyelashes were trembling.

An Nian frowned, she slowly puffed up her cheeks, she pulled out her hand from under the quilt, and poked Fu Qingshen's face with her fingertips.

"How long are you going to pretend to be asleep?"

Fu Qingshen didn't move.

An Nian gritted her teeth: "Fu Qingshen, I'm hungry!"

Fu Qingshen opened his closed eyes with a snap: "I'll cook for you."

An Nian held back her burst of excitement, and she pushed Fu Qingshen away.

"Shouldn't we settle the accounts first?"

Fu Qing frowned deeply.

"Last night, I slept alone."

The bed he crawled on.

"So, why did you wake up in the morning?"

Fu Qing pursed his lips deeply, and he looked at An Nian seriously: "Nian Nian, you have already told me the answer, I will not let go this time."

"It's not hopeless." An Nian turned over, and she walked to the bathroom with her slippers on.

She looked serious on the surface, but her heart was beating out of rhythm.

Fu Qingshen also stood up, his arms were empty, and his heart suddenly became empty.

He followed, the bathroom door was closed, he stood helplessly at the door and said, "Niannian, so what? We...we will next..."

Before he could finish his hesitation, An Nian suddenly opened the bathroom door with his toothbrush in his mouth.

"Aren't you going to have a relationship?" She said with great difficulty with foam in her mouth.

Fu Qing stared at An Nian's picturesque eyebrows for a long time. Suddenly, he smiled.

The eyebrows and eyes, which were always as cold as frost, were curved, the deep eyes were dyed with starlight, and the white and neat teeth were exposed on the grinning lips.

He smiled so happily and earnestly, so innocently and harmlessly.

It seemed that a three-year-old child got candy, and it seemed that great joy fell from the sky.

He smiled so beautifully, An Nian was lost in Fu Qingshen's smile and even forgot to brush her teeth. She blushed and turned into the bathroom and knocked on the door.

Fu Qingshen was still giggling, he raised his voice and said in a deep voice, "Then have a relationship!"

The breakfast was so rich that An Nian was dumbfounded.

Fu Qingshen seemed to want to cook all the ingredients in the refrigerator.

An Nian couldn't help laughing as she watched him keep going in and out of the kitchen, wearing an apron so busy that his feet didn't touch the floor.

"Fu Qingshen!"

As soon as she said Fu Qingshen, she poked her head out of the kitchen.

"I eat first?"

"it is good!"

An Nian picked up the chopsticks and reminded: "It's okay to waste too much."

Sure enough, after Fu Qingshen was awakened by a word, he came out after frying the last dish.

He took off his apron and was wearing a black shirt and trousers of the same color.

The shirt buttons are no longer neatly buttoned, two collars are unbuttoned, and the sleeves are rolled up to reveal the clean and strong little arms.

An Nian drank his porridge with his head down, but no matter what, he couldn't compare this noble and indifferent man with Fu Qingshen who was wearing an apron and walking in and out of the kitchen full of fireworks.

This was clearly a moment of happiness and dreaminess, but her nose was so sour that she wanted to cry.

After all, he still couldn't hold back the soreness in his chest, An Nian's shoulders twitched slightly and began to cry.

An indescribable pain surged deep in his heart, and Fu Qing stood up helplessly, his hands that he didn't know where to place were tightly clenched into fists.

After a while, when An Nian calmed down, Fu Qingshen gently stepped forward and stood in front of her.

His raised hand fell on her shoulder: "Annian, I'm sorry..."

They had too many bad memories in the past, and even the entire prosperous family was cast with a sad shadow.

It's always hurting the scene, no one can resist this kind of sadness.

His eye circles were also red, and his throat was sore from being blocked by something.

"Will you be nice to me?" She asked him with a hoarse voice dragging her tears.

He nodded hastily, not knowing how to express his sincerity, if he could, he would even dig his heart out!
"Yes! I will treat you well! I will treat you very well!"

"Only for me?"

He bent down and hugged her shoulder: "It's only good for you!"

"There won't be anyone else, right?" An Nian suddenly raised her head, her face was full of tears, and the fragility in her eyes disturbed Fu Qingshen's heart, and he couldn't breathe for a moment.

"No one else, never anyone else!" He cupped her face with trembling fingertips.

"It's you, it's always been you..."

Whether it's his only heartbeat this time, or the heart-wrenching sadness, she is the only one.

All his emotions are given by her.

Never someone else!
With trembling lips, Fu Qing held her face and kissed her.