I owe you a lifetime of love

"By the way, An Nian, I'm really curious about Mr. Fu, the deceased Mrs. Fu. I don't know who he is, so that he can make people like Mr. Fu fall in love with him."

"I heard from people in the company that Ai Qing can attract Mr. Fu's attention because she looks exactly like Mrs. Fu..."

Su Tiantian's words lingered in her ears like a demon, An Nian didn't seem to take it to heart, but because of these words, she vaguely couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep.

Annoyed, he scratched his hair, closed his notebook and went back to bed.

The next morning, as usual.

Fu Qingshen came to make breakfast for An Nian.

Looking at the light blue-gray around his eyes, An Nian said distressedly: "Fu Qingshen, why are you so stubborn? I told you not to let you cook breakfast for me. Look at you, Didn't get enough sleep? His face looks bad."

Fu Qing loved An Nian so much that he nagged him like this.

It appears that they are very close.

She meddles in his life.

He also occasionally does things that concern her.

That's good.

He smiled lightly: "Today is Saturday, I'll just go to sleep after you have breakfast."

It's over!She doesn't even remember today's Saturday.

"Since it's a rest day, what are you doing here so early?"

Fu Qingshen said: "We have to eat on rest days."

An Nian sighed, and simply sat down to enjoy Fu Qingshen's loving breakfast without arguing with him.

Fu Qingshen suddenly asked her nervously: "Niannian, are you angry?"

"Angry?" An Nian shook his head, "No."

Only then did Fu Qingshen heave a sigh of relief, noticing the subtle expressions of the people beside him, An Nian's heart became heavy for no reason...

Fu Qingshen's attitude towards her seemed to be too cautious.

An Nian knew that Fu Qingshen was always caring, but he didn't expect him to be so caring enough to clearly remember her menstrual period.

After An Nian yawned and had breakfast, he noticed that Fu Qing was staring behind him.

"what happened?"

Fu Qing shook his head deeply: "Nothing."

"Fu Qingshen, you are a little strange."

The man stared at An Nian with his dark eyes and was silent for a moment: "You wait first."

He then went out, and An Nian stood there suspiciously waiting, and not long after, Fu Qingshen appeared with two shopping bags in his hand.

One is a shopping bag specially provided by the supermarket downstairs, and the other is black.

An Nian frowned: "What did you buy? It's mysterious..."

Fu Qing pursed his lips and smiled, and handed the black shopping bag to Anian.

"I bought you what you need, you go back to your room to rest, and I'll make brown sugar water for you."

An Nian opened the black shopping bag in his hand and took a look before he understood.

She smiled and walked to the door of the kitchen, watching Fu Qingshen unpack the bag of brown sugar, put it into a cup, and pour out a cup of brown sugar water.

"Isn't it today?" Fu Qingshen was not sure, but his eyes still glanced at An Nian's body for confirmation.

An Nian's face burned when he saw her. She pretended to be calm and said, "How do you know I use this brand?"

Fu Qing said: "I've always known it, and I've remembered it for many years..."

Just boiled water, the hot water in the cup formed mist, Fu Qing lowered his head and gently blew on the cup of water.

His eyebrows, which are delicately carved like a knife, are even more handsome in the mist.

He suddenly looked up and saw Anian staring at him in a daze.

He seemed puzzled, but just as he was about to ask, An Nian had already passed him into the kitchen.

She took a look at the brown sugar package that Fu Qingshen had opened.

Fu Qingshen also followed: "What's wrong?"

An Nian said in a soft voice: "So, you bought the brown sugar and sanitary napkins of the prosperous family in those years?"

Fu Qingshen seemed to realize something just now, he calmly took the brown sugar bag from Anian's hand and put it down, he took the girl by the hand and led her to the bedroom.

"Hmm." He only responded lightly.

An Nian's eyes were hot: "Why didn't you say anything?"

Fu Qing was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have no idea how to answer: "Isn't this what I should do?"

An Nian sniffed: "But if you don't tell me, how will others know your intentions?"

Fu Qingshen seemed to have thought of something, and he whispered into her ear: "Niannian, have you forgotten? In those years, I bought almost all the clothes you wore, from inside to outside."

There was a strange feeling in my heart.

She lowered her head and was pressed down on the bed by Fu Qingshen.

An Nian raised her eyes, her eyes were red, she choked up, but said nothing.

In fact, Fu Qingshen has never been kind to her.

But at that time, something blinded her heart.

He never said it, and she never knew.

As for the clothes that always fit in the cloakroom, they were all sent by the Song Dynasty.

She thought that she was just a dispensable existence in Fu Qingshen's heart, and he would not spend any thought on him...

But what she thought was quite different from the reality.

Fu Qing looked down at An Nian: "I used to be bad and didn't know how to cherish you. So, every year, I'm learning to be someone you can rely on. Are you satisfied with me like this? "

His voice was very soft, if it weren't for the inherent strength and arrogance in his bones, it would have been flattering.

An Nian suddenly felt sad.

The Fu Qingshen she loves is radiant, the Fu Qingshen she loves looks down on all beings, the Fu Qingshen she loves strategizes and never admits defeat.

But for the sake of herself, she would talk to her in such a soft voice, and she would be afraid of getting angry during her menstrual period, so she carefully took care of her emotions.

This is her Fu Qingshen, her own...

An Nian suddenly raised his head, raised his arms and wrapped them around Fu Qingshen's neck.

Fu Qingshen's body froze obviously.

An Nian bit her lips and said, "Fu Qingshen, don't just do it and don't talk about it in the future, can you tell me? I don't know if you don't tell me, I don't know that you also put your heart into me."

Fu Qing nodded deeply, his eyes darkened, and he stared at An Nian's lips for a moment in a daze.

An Nian smiled: "If you want to kiss, then... um..."

Before she finished speaking, she was pressed on the bed.

Fu Qingshen's breath was very strong, and his movements were not warm.

It is as if the strength is engraved in the bone.

It can swallow people apart.

An Nian couldn't stand his fierce attack, she frowned with difficulty.

Fu Qingshen immediately let go of her: "I'm too heavy?"

"A little bit." An Nian blushed and turned away.

Fu Qing smiled deeply: "Miss An, take care of me."

An Nian also laughed: "Isn't Boss Fu too heavy?"

"It's okay." Fu Qingshen lowered his head slowly, and his lips touched Anian's earlobe lightly.

Itchy, Anian shrank his neck.

"You get used to it a few times," he said.

……

That afternoon, after An Nian had a good night's sleep, he went to Lu Jingsi's appointment.

Fu Qingshen drove her there.

They met at a Chinese restaurant.

At the dining table, Lu Jingsi was in a daze, seeing An Nian was as happy as grabbing a life-saving straw!
"An'an, An'an, come here!"