I owe you a lifetime of love

"Tell me, what did he say to you?"

An Nian raised her head viciously in Fu Qingshen's arms: "He said you're dead! Let me see you for the last time!"

Fu Qing gritted his teeth severely: "Damn it! I...I'm still alive, he's cursing me!"

Fu Qing was so angry that he was incomparable!
An Nian didn't believe it at all. She sneered: "He is your man, and he gave you your will. Tell me you don't know?"

"I swear to God!" He said, he really raised his hand and put his three fingers together, "I swear, everything I said today is true, if any sentence is false, then I will not be allowed to..."

"you shut up!"

An Nian took the first step and raised his hand to cover his mouth when he uttered the poisonous oath.

All the messy emotions in Fu Qingshen's heart instantly turned into a gentle current.

He looked down at the girl in his arms, his eyes reflected the tenderness he had never experienced in his 27 years of life.

He raised his hand, and his fingertips landed on the back of Anian's hand.

His hand was over hers.

An Nian reacted and wanted to put her hand down, but it was too late, Fu Qingshen had already held her hand tightly.

She wanted to pull back her hand but couldn't. She wanted to break free from Fu Qingshen's embrace, but Fu Qingshen's big palm tightly around her waist was generous and strong. Ann year.

She raised her teary-eyed little face, and he stared down at it.

There was a touch of distress in his eyes: "Crying again?"

An Nian snorted coldly: "Crying in anger."

"Be good every year." From Fu Qingshen's mouth to coax the children, he said it in a low and soft voice, which made Anian feel awkward.

But Fu Qingshen didn't realize it, facing the person he likes, everything is an innate instinct.

He doesn't need to learn it deliberately, he can always get it at his fingertips.

"In the future, I won't make you cry anymore..."

An Nian's heart trembled suddenly, and a sense of fear of weightlessness arose spontaneously.

This feeling is too strange.

Strange enough to scare her.

She stared at Fu Qingshen's angry face, always feeling as if she had stepped on the ground and was in a dark alley.

Fu Qingshen frowned suddenly, and he lowered his head slightly, getting closer to An Nian, so close that it seemed that their foreheads were about to touch each other.

An Nian resisted and tilted her head back: "You, let me go!"

Fu Qing shook his head deeply: "Don't let go."

"Fu Qingshen..."

"Annian, I won't let go of your hand again."

"Fu Qingshen..." An Nian whispered his name, and she even forced herself to look away from his downcast eyes.

She is afraid!

She was afraid that she would fall into the trap set by him again.

She was afraid that she would step on the ground again and fall into a situation where she could never recover.

An Nian swallowed: "I..."

Suddenly there was a warm and soft touch on the cheek.

An Nian choked for breath!
She lowered her eyes and wanted to say something to draw a line with Fu Qingshen, but her words stopped, as if she had been shocked by an electric shock.

That warmth spread, starting from her cheeks, from head to toe, her whole body was limp and numb.

He is kissing her!

An Nian raised her eyes in amazement, she blinked slightly, and she saw that Fu Qingshen had his eyes closed, the man's eyelashes were dark and thick, his nose was straight, and the contours of his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be carefully carved and drawn.

His lips lightly reflected the blush at the end of Anian's eyes.

He kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes for her.

The lips rolled and moved to the cheeks.

An Nian froze from such a numb touch, and she couldn't move.

She should have refused, cursed hysterically, defended her last bit of stubbornness.

But her wide eyes reflected Fu Qingshen's earnest and pious appearance.

His movements are so cautious, his kiss is like a gentle breeze, as if he is treating the most beautiful and precious treasure in the world.

For no reason, there was a sour feeling in the chest cavity.

His eyes were burning, and An Nian cried again.

Fu Qingshen still kissed her, his lips rolled to the corners of her soft lips.

Between his lips and teeth, he tasted a salty taste.

she cried again...

Fu Qing was deeply annoyed and blamed himself!

Why is he so stupid?
Why did you make An Nian cry again?
Is he really annoying?Otherwise, why can't we do anything well?

In this world, no one really liked him, not even his parents.

Only this person in her arms liked her so much, but he let her down and hurt her.

He is so bad!

Amidst the chaotic thoughts, Fu Qingshen slowly opened his eyes.

He turned his hands to hold An Nian's cheek, and he put a kiss on her lips.

"Happy birthday, Annian."

The wind at night was a bit cool, and An Nian sneezed.

Fu Qing frowned slightly, then led her inside.

An Nian let himself be led into the living room by him.

She lowered her gaze, and her eyes fell on the hand that Fu Qingshen was holding her.

Men's wrist bones are beautiful.

An Nian longed for that one day, Fu Qingshen could go shopping and cross the road with her hand in hand.

Those extravagant desires that I never saw in the past, when I was so injured that I didn't have any courage to trust a person, this person gave it to me without reservation.

Fu Qingshen, do you really, really like me?love me?
Fu Qingshen pushed Anian onto the sofa, and he turned and went to the kitchen.

When he came out, he had a cup of hot water in his hand.

He thoughtfully tested the temperature of the water with his hand, and finally put the water glass in An Nian's hand

A candlelit dinner is set on the table, with a delicate and beautiful three-tiered cream cake in the middle.

Before the candles were lit, Anian returned to this familiar place under the bright crystal lamp in the living room.

Once, she mistook a place for home.

She slowly raised her head to look at Fu Qingshen.

Fu Qingshen looked away a little helplessly: "The food should be cold, I'll heat it up."

He busily reheated the meals and brought them to the table.

"Fu Qingshen, we..."

"Annian!" Fu Qingshen stood on the dining table, he didn't turn his head, just stood there, he hurriedly interrupted what Annian was going to say next, "If you have anything to say, we can talk about it after eating the birthday cake .”

An young sighed: "You, you're not like you anymore."

"I think so too." Fu Qing smiled self-deprecatingly, with a slight sadness on his face, he walked over and held An Nian's hand.

He pulled her to the dining table, and pressed Anian's shoulder to let her sit on the chair.

He lit the candles on the table.

He stood across the dining table and looked at An Nian: "What a pity, why didn't I celebrate your birthday before and take you to a candlelight dinner?"

An Nian also wanted to ask, why?Fu Qingshen, what did you do earlier?You are not a business elite, aren't you wise and decisive?

Why didn't you see your own heart clearly earlier?

Why didn't you look back at me in time before it was too late?
With a pain in her heart, An Nian picked up the red wine glass on the table, and she raised her head and drank the red liquid in the glass in one gulp.

"Fu Qingshen, do you want to go crazy?"

The man opposite raised his hand and glanced at the time on his watch.

"It's still 5 minutes before twelve o'clock in the morning. Annian, it's too early to say my happy birthday."

An Nian poured himself another glass of wine indifferently: "What about longevity noodles? I remember that I eat longevity noodles for my birthday."