pampered roses

There was silence in the darkroom.

Next to him, Zhang Lin walked to Tangli, and looked at Fu Anning on the easel, with a sharp and cold side face, but the perennially cold eagle eyes were a little obsessed at this moment.

He stroked Fu Anning's face in the photo with his fingers, and his fingertips rested on the corner of her mouth, without moving for a long time.

Tangli looked at the room, and finally her eyes fell on Zhang Lin, she opened her mouth, unable to say anything for a long time.

Zhang Lin withdrew his hand, walked around the easel and took down the densely packed photos on the wall, and took out one precisely and handed it to Tangli.

Tangli took it, and looked at the photo, startled, her hand holding the photo trembled.

In the photo, Fu Anning is sitting on a recliner in the yard, wearing loose maternity clothes, the sun is shining down from the top of her head, Fu Anning raised her hand slightly to cover her eyes, her stomach protruded slightly, and she put her other hand on her stomach , with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked comfortable, and his whole person seemed to be covered with a soft light.

Tang Li stared at the photo without saying a word, Zhang Lin glanced at her, turned around and left without saying anything.

The light in the darkroom cast on Tangli, casting a shadow on the ground. Her back looked lonely and trembling slightly.

After a while, Tangli came out and went downstairs. Zhang Lin was sitting on the sofa. Seeing Tangli coming down, he raised his head and gave her an indifferent look.

Tangli's expression hadn't come to her senses yet, and the eyes that fell on Zhang Lin were full of complexities.

Zhang Lin put down his glass and asked lightly, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Tangli opened her mouth, her voice hoarse: "Who the hell are you?"

Zhang Lin moved her fingers, but did not answer Tangli directly: "It's not important."

Tangli pursed her lips, stared at Zhang Lin and did not continue to ask. Zhang Lin did not shy away from his gaze, and looked at Tangli indifferently.

In the end, it was Tangli who looked away first, squeezed the photo tightly in her hand, and did not continue to ask: "This photo... can you give it to me?"

Zhang Lin nodded and looked at the sky outside: "It's getting late, you should go back."

Zhang Lin stood up, obviously chasing away guests.

He sent Tangli out, and when she reached the door, Tangli stopped and looked back at the poster on the wall.

The woman seemed to be covering her face with a fan, so she couldn't see the whole face clearly, only a faint smile could be seen at the corner of her mouth, and the background was a field of camellias in full bloom.

Zhang Lin turned his back to Tangli, as if he was also looking at the painting, his back was full of loneliness.

Tangli looked away and took two steps forward.

The door behind him was closed, blocking all sight.

Tangli walked out of the villa, and the phone rang again. She looked at the three words Fu Zechen on it, and her fingertips stayed on the connection for a while, and finally tapped.

"where?"

Fu Zechen's cold voice came from the receiver, his breathing was a little short of breath, Tangli seemed to be able to feel that Fu Zechen over there was tense in his deep tone.

After a while, Tangli opened her mouth and gave Zhang Lin's address.

Walking out of the villa area is a wide road. Tangli is walking along the road. Occasionally there will be vehicles passing by. The street lamps are cast on the ground, making Tangli's shadow long.

With the sound of rhythmic footsteps stepping on the ground, Tangli lowered her head, looked at the toes of her shoes, pursed her lips and did not speak.

She stopped by a bus stop, and the evening breeze blew through with a bit of coolness. Tangli hugged one arm and stared blankly at the front without any response.

Until a black Bentley stopped in sight.

The door of the driver's seat was opened, Fu Zechen came out, with a maroon coat under his arms, walked up to Tangli, put it on her shoulders expressionlessly, then held Tangli's hand, feeling cold The feeling made Fu Zechen frowned, but he didn't say anything, just said lightly: "Get in the car."

Tangli glanced at Fu Zechen, then looked down at the coat on her body, and said, "Fu Zechen, I'm very tired."

Fu Zechen hummed, seeing that Tangli didn't speak.

After a while, Tangli said again: "I want to go home."

"Okay," Fu Zechen led Tangli into the car, and looked at her seriously: "Let's go home."

As the car drove forward, Fu Zechen turned on the air conditioner, and the temperature in the car gradually increased, but Tangli still felt cold.

The two of them went to the apartment in silence, until they got into the elevator, and at the door of the house, Tangli sat on the sofa with her coat in her hands, feeling the chill all over her body.

Fu Zechen took off his suit and glanced at Tangli: "I'll get you something to eat."

Tangli doesn't have much appetite now, but she didn't say anything, she just nodded, watching Fu Zechen's busy back through the glass, her body gradually warmed up.

After a while, Tangli got up and opened the kitchen door. Fu Zechen casually glanced back, chopping vegetables in his hands, and said lightly, "It will be ready soon."

Tangli didn't respond, she put her hands through Fu Zechen, hugged his waist tightly, and pressed her whole body against his back, her voice was very low, but Fu Zechen could hear clearly: "I want to be with you forever. "

Fu Zechen paused, looked down at the hands holding him, put down the tool, turned around and clasped Tangli's waist, looked down at her, raised his sharp eyebrows slightly, "Otherwise?"

Tangli raised her head, her slender neck was exposed to Fu Zechen's view, she tiptoed and kissed Fu Zechen.

Fu Zechen pressed the back of her neck, kissed her, and then said in a low voice, "Eat first?"

"Okay..." Tangli replied, and kissed Fu Zechen again.

Fifteen minutes later, Tangli sat at the dining table and ate quietly, while Fu Zechen sat opposite her and looked at her.

After eating, the kitten ran over, circling around Tangli's feet, meowing non-stop.

Tangli lowered her head, hugged the kitten in her arms, and stroked its head.The corner of the mouth smiled and teased a few times.

When Fu Zechen came out of the kitchen, he saw that Tang Li seemed to be in a better mood, and even brought the cat along with her.

Fu Zechen went back to the room and came out not long after. The kitten stood by Tangli's feet, looked up at the cat teaser in Tangli's hand, stretched out its paws and shrank back and forth, but it was too short to straighten up. out of reach.

Tangli bent her eyes, looking at the kitten's naive look, her brows were unconsciously tinged with tenderness.

Fu Zechen leaned on the handrail of the stairs and watched for a while, then got up and walked to Tangli, took her cat teaser and threw it on the coffee table: "It's late, go take a shower and rest."

Tangli hummed, got up and went back to her room to wash up.

The bathroom door cut off everything outside, and the bathroom was full of mist. Tangli looked at herself in the mirror in the mist, and touched her face with one hand. Thinking of Fu Anning in the photo, she felt a little lost.

This face is really similar to Fu Anning's. It's almost there, so that's why, Zhang Lin is always distracted when he sees her?

Tangli came out of the bathroom without a bathrobe on her body, her long black hair was half-dry scattered on her sides, and her snow-white skin was slightly cool. Fu Zechen raised his head inadvertently, and paused when he saw Tangli. The next second, Tangli Climbed onto the bed, rolled into Fu Zechen's arms, wrapped his arms around his neck, and kissed him with his head up.

Fu Zechen's eyes darkened, and he clasped the back of Tangli's neck and kissed her back.

Breathing intertwined, Fu Zechen sat on his lap holding the man with one hand, Tangli lowered her head and grabbed his collar to kiss him.

Fu Zechen's Adam's apple rolled, holding Tangli with one hand, and freed the other hand to find something on the bedside table.

Sensing his intention, Tangli pressed Fu Zechen's hand, opened her eyes with dark and clear eyes: "No."

She looked at Fu Zechen, her voice was soft, her palm-sized face was slightly pink, but her black eyes were calmer than ever: "Fu Zechen, didn't you say to have a baby?"

She looked at him, lowered her head and kissed his thin lips, her voice was hoarse and clear,

"Fu Zechen, let's have a baby."

Fu Zechen stopped, looked down at Tangli, his eyes gradually darkened, and unconsciously squeezed Tangli's hand a little harder, his voice was hoarse, and he stared into Tangli's eyes for a moment: "Are you sure?" ?”

Tangli closed her eyes, hugged Fu Zechen's neck and kissed him.

……

The next day, Fu Zechen opened his eyes, his arms were soft, he looked down at Tangli who was still sleeping, his brows and eyes relaxed, he lowered his head and kissed his relatives, then got up to wash.

When Fu Zechen came out of the bathroom, he was fully dressed, and Tangli woke up rubbing her eyes. There was a mark on her slender and fair neck, which was particularly conspicuous on her snow-white skin.

Fu Zechen withdrew his gaze, his Adam's apple rolled down, and said lightly: "You take a rest, I'll go to the company."

Tangli rolled up the quilt, only her fair shoulders were exposed, she leaned against the bed behind Shen, blinked at him, her voice was still hoarse,

"Fu Zechen, come here."

Fu Zechen followed Tangli's words and walked up to Tangli, Tangli immediately stretched out her arms to hug his waist, rubbed her head on her lower abdomen, and said softly, "I miss you."

Fu Zechen raised his eyebrows, looked down at Tangli's hair, chuckled lightly, and raised his tone: "Are you acting like a baby?"

Tangli looked at him, "Can't you?"

"Okay," Fu Zechen smiled, "then follow me to the company?"

Tangli was silent for a while, but still shook her head, looked up at Fu Zechen, and said with bent eyes, "Forget it, go get busy."

Fu Zechen hummed, and let go of Tangli to go out, but his eyes never moved away from behind him.He paused, turned around again, stared at Tangli for a while, strode forward, clasped the back of Tangli's neck and kissed her.

Tangli clutched his sleeve and raised her head to accept the kiss.

After the kiss was over, Fu Zechen distanced himself, breathing slightly: "I really have to go."

Tangli nodded, "Okay."

After Fu Zechen went out, Tang Li lay on the bed for a while before washing up. She changed into a black buttoned cheongsam, with her black hair pulled back, and went out to take a taxi to report the location of Tang's house.

An hour later, the car stopped at the gate of Tang's house, and Tangli paid to get out of the car. When the servant saw Tangli, his expression changed: "Miss..."

Tangli grunted expressionlessly, her expression was indifferent, the servant opened the door for her, and went to tell Mrs. Tang by the way.

When Tangli entered the living room, Mrs. Tang was sitting on the sofa, facing the direction of the door. Seeing Tangli walking in, her face became even uglier: "What are you doing back?"

Tang Li didn't answer, she sat down in front of Mrs. Tang gracefully, put her bag on her body, her eyes were full of alienation and indifference: "I didn't come here to catch up with you, I just asked one thing, and then I left. "

Mrs. Tang snorted, but did not speak. Tang Li did not go around in circles, and went straight to the point: "Who is Fu Anning?"

Mrs. Tang's expression changed instantly when she heard her words, she stared at Tangli and sneered, "You finally know."

"Yes," Tangli said, "What's her relationship with Dad?"

The old lady Tang didn't answer her words, but just sneered, "Heh, you are just like your mother, you are a vixen, no matter who meets you, it will end badly!"

I don't know if it was because of Tangli's problem, but Mrs. Tang thought of her dead son, her expression was a little grim, and her emotions became more agitated.

"Our Tang family doesn't know what evil we did, but met your mother and daughter!"

She looked at Tangli with red eyes, pointed at her and asked, "Why, why are you still alive? My son is gone!"

Tangli looked at Mrs. Tang's appearance, her patience was exhausted, and knowing that there was nothing more to ask from Mrs. Tang, she got up and planned to leave.

Mrs. Tang's mouth didn't stop, and ugly words like "vixen, broom star" kept popping out.

Tangli paused, turned around, and calmly looked at the old lady Tang on the sofa with her black eyes. She picked up the cup on the coffee table and threw it on the ground. The loud noise successfully shut up old lady Tang.

She looked at Mrs. Tang with irony in her eyes, and stopped calling her grandma.

"Old Madam Tang, I advise you to accumulate some virtue, lest you will not be at peace after a hundred years. Instead of wasting time talking about me here, why don't you take a good look at what the Tang family looks like now?"

Mrs. Tang's hand pointing at Tangli trembled. Tangli glanced at her, turned and left without saying anything.

When they got to the door, a man stumbled towards him and almost bumped into Tang Li.

Tangli dodged and looked at the person in front of her with a frown. Tang Ruoxue also saw Tangli and was startled. She subconsciously covered the sunglasses on her face: "Tangli?! Why are you here?"

Tangli frowned, and glanced at Tang Ruoxue. The dress on her body was torn and hung on her shoulders in tatters. There were also many scratches on her face, and one side of her face was still swollen. One heel is broken.

Tang Ruoxue's eyes were guilty, and she avoided looking at Tangli.

Tangli didn't take it seriously, she took a look and then looked away, bypassing Tang Ruoxue and leaving straight away.