Night falls:
After Fu Nian finished bathing and returned to the room, the man was already lying on the bed.
Fu Nian's damp hair fell over her shoulders, adding a touch of softness and coquettishness…
Wen Ziyang's gaze fell on Fu Nian, but he quickly withdrew it after a moment.
"Come here…"
Fu Nian curved her lips, then stepped forward and handed the towel in her hand to the man, obediently lying on his legs like a kitten, letting him wipe her wet hair.
Their lives had become very much in tune with each other.
Yes… just a word or a glance, and they would know what the other wanted.
After all, six years is not something that can be erased.
...
After drying Fu Nian's hair until it was half-dry, Wen Ziyang's slender fingers threaded through the woman's black hair, his eyes shifting slightly.
"Just now… when you said we'd go back to see your parents, were you serious?"
"They are our parents… Wen Ziyang, don't forget, we are already married."
Wen Ziyang: "..."
