Yan Yu was afraid that if the young lady closed the door, it would be embarrassing, so she pushed Fu Xie gently on the back.
Xie Fu stumbled and threw himself into the room. Wang Wanzhi let out a cry, fearing that Xie Fu would fall, so he opened his arms to hug Xie Fu.
Chest to chest, their hearts were beating violently, and there was an indescribable excitement and joy in the silence. Finally...
Yan Yu felt indescribably happy when she saw him, and gently closed the door to let the two of them be alone.
The two of them hugged each other silently, as if they were about to transform into a pair of eternal stone sculptures.
After a while, Xie Fu said happily: "Wanzhi, you are fat."
Wang Wanzhi smiled sweetly: "Yes, she is fat."
Xie Fu seemed to want to feel it, and hugged her tighter. Wang Wanzhi felt that her balls were about to be crushed. Xie Fu's hands pinched her back here and there.
After pinching her waist and pushing down, Wang Wanzhi immediately shouted stop.
Xie Fu chuckled: "I can't put it down, I can't put it down, I want to feel you at this moment."
As he spoke, he suddenly pressed Wang Wanzhi's shoulders again and looked at her. At this moment, her face was no longer skinny and yellowish.
Her skin is fair and moist, her nose and lips are rosy, and her cheeks are flushed, giving her a somewhat shy look, which makes her even more attractive.
"I have long said that you are a great beauty. You are as beautiful as a god descending to earth. You are so beautiful that I can't wait to kneel down and worship you right now."
Wang Wanzhi asked gently: "Do you like it?"
"I like it! I like it! Your thin eyebrows are like a crescent moon, your small ears are hidden behind your temples, and you have this pink and pretty face. You are so good at growing up. Nothing is just right. The more you look at it, the more you look at it. Love it, I can’t wait to take two bites to feel satisfied.”
Wang Wanzhi's cheeks were already reddened by what he said. Seeing that he was stroking her face while he was talking, she became even more shy and said, "I am still observing filial piety, and I see that you have gone too far. You should be more solemn."
When Xie Fu heard this, she let go angrily, and suddenly her once bright and indifferent eyes were filled with sadness, and with love in her heart, she said softly: "Wanzhi, I want to kiss you."
Wang Wanzhi blushed and said angrily: "No."
I originally asked him to kiss a hundred people or ten thousand people, but I was afraid that he would not stop kissing me. As I thought just now, seeing him during the period of mourning was already too much, so how could we indulge in pleasure anymore.
Thank you Fu.
Seeing Xie Fu's disappointed look, Wang Wanzhi softened her heart and thought about letting him kiss her.
Wang Wanzhi just stood there without saying a word or asking him to sit down. When he saw Fu Xie still standing there stupidly without any action, he smiled and said, "Fool, I refuse, and you can't coax him."
Fu Xie was surprised when he saw Wang Wanzhi smiling at him. Her smile was reserved, dignified, and mixed with shyness. He immediately realized: "Uh...uh..."
Xie Fu thought while rubbing his forehead. At some point, his brain would become slower.
Wang Wanzhi was amused: "Um, what?"
Xie Fu blurted out: "Rou Baoer, please give me a kiss."
Wang Wanzhi immediately got goosebumps all over her body. She felt so numb that her eyebrows were numb.
"Roubao'er..."
Before Xie Fu finished speaking, Wang Wanzhi immediately pointed at her snow-white and pink cheeks and interrupted: "Stop talking, just kiss!"
Xie Fu took a few mouthfuls of satisfaction.
This made Wang Wanzhi extremely shy, and she begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, just say it once, and you've already kissed me several times."
Xie Fu smiled mischievously: "I don't know."
Wang Wanzhi gave him an angry look, walked to the round table as if running away, and assumed a dignified posture: "Mr. Xie, please sit down and talk."
Xie Fu smiled and said: "I call you Rou Bao'er, but you call me Mr. Xie. Isn't it too strange?"
Wang Wanzhi glared at him: "Do you want me to drive you away?"
Xie Fu smiled, walked over and sat down.
Wang Wanzhi personally poured him a glass of water and said softly: "Let's make an agreement first. We will only talk tonight and do nothing else."
Xie Fu asked curiously: "What other things are you doing?"
Wang Wanzhi raised her head and glared at him, and said angrily: "Do what you want to do in your heart."
Xie Fu said with a smile: "You underestimate me, maybe you want to do it in your heart. This is called judging the gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain."
Wang Wanzhi raised her hand: "You are looking for a fight!"
Xie Fu leaned his face towards him, and Wang Wanzhi gently scratched his face with her five fingers, "Hit him, be honest."
There is no need to say soothing words, as long as you see people and hear the sound, you can relieve your worries.
Just like fine wine, although it cannot speak, you can tell when you drink it.
Wang Wanzhi held her face with the back of her hand, listening to Xie Fu talk about his life during this period.
As for Xie Fu's character, he naturally reported good things but not bad things. He only talked about some interesting and happy things, and described his blind life as a fairy's happy life.
Wang Wanzhi stared deeply at Xie Fu, thinking secretly in her heart, how much of the happy things that old man Yuan Jing said in his previous letters were true and how much were false.
I have also been blind. Being blind is not as happy as you said. I can't see anything, it's inconvenient to do anything, and I need to rely on others for everything.
Xie Fu suddenly found that the way Wang Wanzhi stared at him was a little special. He couldn't tell that it was love, but it was more of admiration and playfulness. He smiled and said, "Why, you don't seem to believe it."
Wang Wanzhi responded: "I don't believe it all. I've been a blind man before, but I'm not as good as you said."
Xie Fu laughed loudly: "How can you compare with me when you are blind? I have a beautiful maid to serve you every day."
As he said this, he looked towards Wang Wanzhi, but Wang Wanzhi was not jealous at all. He smiled lightly: "I have one too, a servant who tries to make me angry."
This word "servant" means more gratitude than ridicule.
Xie Fu gently took her hand and said softly: "Since the day we parted ways at the border of Jinling, we have only met twice, and we have spoken no more than ten sentences, and every word was heartbreaking."
Wang Wanzhi said softly: "You don't need to be sad, seeing words is like seeing people."
Wang Wanzhi stood up and took out a small box. What was inside was not a bead or hairpin, but letters and notes that Fu Xie had written to her when he was delivering meals.
The papers that were originally rolled up into a ball under the food had been deliberately flattened with a ruler, and even the greasy marks were still obvious.
"When I see your words, I feel that you are by my side. I pick it up and read it when I miss you."
This has been a habit that Wang Wanzhi has developed for many years, but now Xie Fu holds an even greater weight in her heart. She is a good friend, confidant, lover, and even a couple who rely on each other and stay together for life.
These were truly the most beautiful love words. Xie Fu couldn't help but stand up, walked behind Wang Wanzhi, hugged her, and rubbed her ears.
This made Wang Wanzhi's heart flutter with emotion, and she begged for mercy: "Can you shut up?"
Wang Wanzhi's eyes were already slightly drunk, and she was a little light as if drunk. She knew that if Xie Fu continued, she would not be able to refuse.
Xie Fu was very gentle at the moment, but in Wang Wanzhi's mind, that time Xie Fu's wild eyes appeared, and he murmured his name.
Then she felt great sadness and joy while trembling, and shed tears of emptiness while moaning.
"Fu..."
Wang Wanzhi's voice was as sweet as coquettishness, gurgling and pleading. Suddenly, her ear was bitten, and her whole body was shaking. She was so embarrassed that she had to use her trump card: "You damn old man, you are so perverted."
Hearing this, Xie Fu stretched his neck across her shoulders and put a handsome face directly towards her: "What the hell, old man?"
The man's face came into Wang Wanzhi's eyes, making her dizzy. She pushed Xie Fu's face away, "Go away! It's more disturbing than a dog."
Wang Wanzhi took the opportunity to get up and run away, thanking Fu with a smile: "You know, a dog is gentle and understands people's intentions. He staggered around the cloud boat. The lady glanced at him and sighed, how can a dog not be a man?"
Wang Wanzhi was amused by him and laughed: "You idiot, others get so angry when they are called a dog, but it would be better for you to take the dog's son... haha."
Wang Wanzhi couldn't help but burst out laughing, her clothes rustling with laughter, and she was so charming.
Wang Wanzhi has always been dignified and reserved, but Mr. Xie has never seen her smile so happily and casually.
King You of Zhou can still make beautiful people smile, and play with the princes by beacon fire. He can make beautiful people smile, so it doesn't matter if he is a dog.
Wang Wanzhi almost choked with laughter, took a deep breath, and then said the word "Lai Dang".
"Miss Wanzhi, that young man will be your bitch."
Wang Wanzhi gave him an angry look: "Stop making trouble and be more serious."
"Wanzhi, your smile is so beautiful, I can't help but feel excited."
"Yeah, I told you to just talk tonight and not do anything else. Just wipe the honey off your lips."
She was blushing at the moment and pretending to be serious, which was even more adorable.
Xie Fu also knew what was right and knew that both parties needed to exercise restraint, otherwise they would really be unable to bear it anymore. He smiled and changed the subject: "What did you just say, old man?"
Wang Wanzhi stared at him with a pair of smiling eyes, "I don't know which boy, holding a newly fallen deciduous tooth in his hand, calls himself sir, right, Mr. Yuan Jing."
Xie Fu was shocked when he heard the word "Mr. Yuan Jing". He called himself Mr. Yuan Jing. He only exchanged letters with Mr. Jianjia and suddenly looked at Wang Wanzhi.
Wang Wanzhi smiled lightly: "That's strange, why are you looking at me like that?"
Xie Fu suddenly approached and stared at Wang Wanzhi with lightning eyes.
Wang Wanzhi said lightly: "It's me." She had known the truth for a long time, but she was not as excited as Xie Fu at the moment.
Xie Fu was both excited and in disbelief: "Impossible!"
"Fu, sit down."
After Wang Wanzhi asked Xie Fu to sit down, he took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, polished it himself, dipped the copper pen in ink, and wrote the word romantic vigorously and freely, "Old man, do you see clearly?"
This was the first time that Xie Fu saw Wang Wanzhi's handwriting, but this handwriting was so familiar to him that he couldn't be more familiar with it. He said, "It's messed up, it's messed up, I'm messed up."
He looked up at the beautiful Fangqing in front of him, and then looked down at the word romantic. He did this three times in a row, and it was difficult to reverse it for a while.
The old man Jianjia already had an image in his mind, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a beautiful little lady, and she was Wan Zhi herself, making people feel as if they were in a dream.
Xie Fu called out tentatively: "Old man Jianjia?"
Wang Wanzhi called out affectionately: "Brother, I finally get to know you. I thought we would never meet in this life."
Thinking of waiting at the top of Piaomiao Peak on September 15th to no avail, but he was by her side, she shed tears and punched him with a pink fist.
When he heard the news of his death, he was so shocked that he no longer had the fighting spirit to resist the disease. Zhuang Shengmiao had already made up his mind to die, but it was him who forcefully pulled him back. He hit him again.
He had no appetite and was so hungry that he ran to Jinling to cook for himself.
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