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Rong Yu waited at the door for around 5 minutes before he came out of the bathroom. The red flush on his face had not completely faded.

They were already husband and wife, why was this little girl so shy?

Fu Nuan raised her head, just in time to meet the man's slightly playful and playful gaze. She lightly coughed and said: "Erm … I'm ready to go. "

Seeing that the woman had walked out of the room in a flustered manner, the smile on Rong Yu's face became even more obvious. He lightly closed the door and leisurely followed behind her with his hands in his pockets.

Fu Nuan lowered his head and walked forward. Only after he had walked a long distance did he suddenly realize that he didn't even know where he was going.

She stopped in her tracks and turned around. She saw Rong Yu's warm and calm smile.

"Where are we going?"

Rong Yu smiled and did not answer. He took a few steps forward and walked to her side and held her hand.

"Follow me."

Feeling the warmth from his palm, Fu Nuan's heart skipped a beat. He stared blankly at the man beside him, he had never seriously looked at his profile, the warm sunlight was actually kind of gentle and elegant.

"Peek at me, huh?"

As Fu Nuan was watching raptly, she did not expect the man to turn around so suddenly. She was caught red-handed, and immediately shifted her gaze away to explain awkwardly: "Today … The sunlight is not bad. "

"Oh? "You didn't peek?"

"Nope!"

Fu Nuan immediately denied it and his face unconsciously flushed red. He tried to struggle free from the man's hands, but he was held tighter and tighter.

Her hands simply stopped moving and let the man lead her out of the hotel.

By the Thames, the man took her to a distinctive town.

There were various graffiti on the walls of the town.

"Why did you bring me here?" Fu Nuan did not understand, this place did not match with Rong Yu's temperament at all.

Rong Yu laughed and whispered into her ear, "I guess you would like it here."

Without waiting for Fu Nuan's reply, Rong Yu led her into the small town.

Camden Town is best known for its market area, which consists of six different markets.

He saw vendors selling clothing from various countries, handicrafts, delicacies and second-hand books.

When he arrived at the entrance of a second-hand antique shop, Fu Nuan stopped in his tracks.

"Go in and take a look?" Rong Yu looked at her with raised eyebrows.

Fu Nuan thought that this was novel and interesting, but looking at how the man was so sure that she would go in, she started to have fun.

"The President Rong has so much gold, is that why they brought me to such a place?" Fu Nuan purposely revealed a disappointed expression.

The man chuckled and said: "Mrs. Rong, are you not satisfied? "Then let's go." After saying that, he pulled her away, wanting to leave.

"Wait!"

Fu Nuan was helpless, how could her thoughts be easily seen through by this man?

"It's not impossible to go in and take a look." With that, the woman turned and walked into the shop.

The smile on Rong Yu's lips did not fade, the woman's arrogant and delicate appearance was somewhat funny.

The two of them selected a few ancient books. Fu Nuan felt that this shop had a lot of novel things, and in the end, he didn't even feel like leaving anymore.

Time passed unknowingly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already dusk.

The setting sun gently reflected down on the Thames, Rong Yu's left hand held a few books he had just bought, his right hand tightly holding onto the hand of the woman beside him.

Standing by the side of the river and watching the pagoda bridge change its appearance continuously like a kaleidoscope under the illumination of the sunlight, Fu Nuan was pleasantly surprised. This was the first time he had seen such a scene.

He had originally thought that such landmarks would be boring, but he didn't expect it to be so breathtaking.

The woman's eyes shone brightly.

Rong Yu curled his lips slowly, his gaze focused on her smiling face. At least, in front of him, she had been very careful and reserved.

Sensing the man's gaze, Fu Nuan turned around and looked at him. A gentle breeze blew by the river and ruffled a strand of hair on her forehead.

Seeing Rong Yu raise his hand, she subconsciously wanted to turn her head, but she heard him say: "Don't move."

Afterwards, the fingertip lightly caressed her messy hair. The temperature of the fingertip brushed against her forehead, leaving behind a layer of warmth.

"Ugh …" Fu Nuan felt a little awkward, and thought left and right before finally finding a topic that could break the awkward silence.

"I have something to ask you."

"What?"

"You … have you seen Fu Sirou before? "

She had always felt that it was strange, why did Fu Sirou intentionally make it so that she could marry into the Rong family after meeting Rong Yu?

With Rong Yu's wealth and appearance, there was absolutely no reason for him to give her such an opportunity.

Rong Yu nodded and replied casually: "Yes, at the wedding."

"I'm not talking about the wedding, I'm talking about before …"

The man frowned slightly and pondered for a moment. Then, he chuckled: "That time, the person she saw was the Uncle Li."

Hearing that, Fu Nuan's face immediately changed.

Uncle Li... Isn't that Mr. Driver? Then it was no wonder that Fu Sirou would do this, what she saw was not Rong Yu himself.

When he thought about Fu Sirou's twisted expression on the day of the wedding, Fu Nuan felt that it was funny.

"Why do I feel that Mrs. Rong is feeling proud?"

"..." "No way!" Fu Nuan denied.

Without waiting for Rong Yu to speak again, a wave of cheers came from not too far away and attracted their attention.

He saw a group of people dressed in all kinds of clothes, dancing and singing, bustling with noise and excitement.

"We have a parade."

Rong Yu said, looking at the lady beside him, he could see the light in her eyes.

In the twilight, the flower carriage gradually headed in their direction. Every flower carriage was decorated with colorful lanterns, and the carts were flanked by revelry and dancing people. Everyone's faces were brimming with warm smiles.

"So beautiful."

Seeing the surprise and envy in the woman's eyes, Rong Yu held her hand and slowly walked towards the convoy and the crowd.

Surrounded by people who wore all kinds of clothes and were brimming with enthusiasm, Fu Nuan could only follow their rhythm and advance step by step.

In the beginning, she couldn't let it go, she would look at Rong Yu awkwardly from time to time. However, after staying in the room for a long time, they were gradually moved by the happy atmosphere. They relaxed a lot and began to follow the rhythm of the music as they walked.

She looked at Rong Yu, as if she had never seen this kind of person before. She looked at Rong Yu, as if she had never seen him act this way.

After a while, Fu Nuan was gasping for breath, his entire body drenched in sweat.

"I can't take it anymore …" "I'm so tired, let's rest for a while."

The corner of Rong Yu's mouth curved in a beautiful arc, and he whispered into her ear in a hoarse voice, "I can't have such poor stamina."

Before she could recover her wits, she was led away from the crowd by the man.

Returning to the hotel, Fu Nuan was still slightly out of breath, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his phrase "poor stamina" sounded off.

"Wait, what you said just now …"

She turned around, but before she could finish, she was pushed down on the bed by the man behind her.

The man stared at her from top to bottom. His gaze contained a bit of ridicule as he asked in a low and hoarse voice, "What's wrong with it, hmm?"

"No …." Nothing was wrong. "It's true that my physical strength is too weak. Right now, I feel like my entire body doesn't have any strength left …"

Fu Nuan looked at Rong Yu as if he was begging for forgiveness, but the latter did not comment.

After a while, he slowly parted his lips and said, "I feel that my physical strength is lacking, so I need to train more."

"No, um …"

Without waiting for Fu Nuan to reject, the man bent his head and kissed her lips. It took her breath.

He could not bear to let go of her lips, which were so close to suffocating.

The woman's eyes were misty as she whispered to herself, "Didn't I just... Can you stop? "