The candlelight melts, the wine fragrance is intoxicating.

Gu Weiwei cut a piece of delicious steak to the entrance, nodded approvingly.

"This candlelight dinner is very distracting."

"Husband, you are more and more attractive to women."

Romantic and gentle, she came to open a room because she knew she didn't have dinner when she went out, and she had to have a candlelight dinner.

Fu Hanzheng chuckled and corrected her.

"To please you."

Other women, he didn't have that interest.

Two people sweetly used the dinner, Gu Weiwei went to take a bath first.

Fu Hanzheng called for people to clean up the tableware and took a call from a company to handle the work.

Gu Weiwei took a bath and came out to see that he was talking on the phone. She sat in his arms naughtily and stuck her neck out to block his lips.

The executive at the other end of the line heard a sudden interruption and called again.

"President Fu?"

Fu Hanzheng clasped the back of her head, returned a lingering kiss, released her lips and said a low voice.

"First of all, I'll go back to the company tomorrow."

Finish saying, hang up the phone and put the naughty little wife on the sofa.

One round down, Gu Weiwei sweet sweat incisively shrinks in his bosom, discontentedly mutters a way.

“…… Cold. "

Fu Hanzheng kisses on her sweaty face, takes her from the sofa back to the bed and tucks her into the bed.

Then, put on your nightgown and get ready for a shower.

Gu Weiwei looked and said teasingly.

"Is it ready to wash and sleep?"

Fu Hanzheng turned around. "What are you disappointed with?"

Gu Weiwei held the pillow and smiled mischievously.

"I thought I haven't seen you in half a month. My husband, you need to do firewood and fire seven times a night."

The man who wanted to take a shower simply came back.

"Since you have such a wish, how can my husband let you down?"

After Fu Hanzheng finished, he dragged out the man who was huddled in the quilt when he went to bed.

Gu Weiwei was only joking. As a result, she paid a price for her words all night. Fu Hanzheng refused to let go of her begging for mercy, but let her experience the dry wood and fire seven times a night.

So she checked out the next morning, her legs were so soft that she could hardly walk.

All the way, she stared at the culprit who hurt her back and legs.

"I'll just talk about it. Do you want to be so serious?"

"You seem to be doubting that your husband can't do it." Fu Hanzheng looked at her and smiled satisfiedly. "In order not to let you worry, I think it's better to prove it well."

Gu Weiwei looked out of the window, thinking of today's heavy shooting work, wanted to cry without tears.

When the two returned to the apartment, the family knew what they hadn't come back after a night out. No one asked.

Gu Weiwei sat down with them for breakfast, and then reluctantly said goodbye to the two children.

Originally to send them to the airport, Fu refused.

"You'd better have a rest, and then go to the studio to start. There's no need to send it."

Gu Weiwei glared at him, but didn't insist too much. She only sent them out of the door, watched them get on the car, and waved goodbye to the two children.

Mrs. Fu's car left first. Fu Hanzheng didn't have a car with them. After they left, he took her back to the apartment.

"There are two hours left to start and you can sleep another hour and a half."

"Are you still here?" Gu Weiwei urges.

Fu Hanzheng pushed her into the master bedroom, stuffed her into the quilt, leaned over her forehead and kissed her gently.

"Have a good sleep. I'll call you when it's time."

Gu Weiwei nodded, Dudu mouth protested.

"Don't kiss your forehead. Kiss here."

Fu Hanzheng chuckled, and then again he gave her a light touch on the lips, which closed the door and left.