Zhuang Yan's face darkened and he said nothing, but his eyes could not be taken away from Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao had no intention of showing off, nor did she have any intention of attacking someone who was watching her. She just casually took a cherry and stuffed it into Fu Nanli's mouth: "You eat it too."
Zhuang Yan finally turned away in anger.
His sister, however, live-broadcasted the entire process and kept talking in his ear.
"Mr. Fu is feeding his little girlfriend again."
"Well, it seems my girlfriend is full and doesn't want to eat anymore."
"Mr. Fu ate it himself."
"Each of them has an earphone, and they seem to be listening to music."
"Oh no, what movie are you watching?"
"Hold it in your arms."
"Oh, it seems like we kissed..."
Zhuang Yan couldn't help but look over and saw that Fu Nanli was indeed hugging the person and kissing him.
People abroad are naturally enthusiastic and no one will look askance at their kissing.
Zhuang Yan felt a tightness in his chest. He looked for two seconds and then looked away.
Fu Nanli finally let go of Wen Qiao, and Wen Qiao looked up at him: "You...what are you doing?"
Fu Nanli gently wiped the corner of her mouth with the tip of his thumb: "There are bread crumbs."
Wen Qiao used all the shyness she had in her 19 years of life on Fu Nanli. Her ears felt hot and she looked around: "A public place."
"It doesn't matter. Couples here often kiss passionately in the street."
Wen Qiao touched his neck: "Is... is it?"
Originally, Zhuang Yan was very surprised to meet Wen Qiao by chance, but the experience along the way made him feel extremely tormented. Although it was tormenting, he still couldn't help but stay by her side.
He felt that he was now masochistic.
After a three-hour drive, they arrived in Iceland and stayed on the first floor of the same hotel, with rooms next to each other.
Wen Qiao felt that this was truly a bad fate.
Fu Nanli's face was a little gloomy. He obviously didn't want to see this kind of fate.
The hotel is located on the mountain, with hot springs outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the rooms. The rooms are the best place to view the aurora.
During this trip, Zhuang Yan only saw those two people showing their affection. He had never seen such a tender and affectionate little woman like Wen Qiao. Envy turned into jealousy, and he was so jealous that his heart became desolate.
He returned to his room and ignored the two people in the hot spring next door.
Seeing the aurora depends on luck. Some people may not be able to see it even after waiting for more than ten days.
Wen Qiao and his friends were lucky enough to see it that night.
It was unpredictable, brilliant and glorious. Wen Qiao sat on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and felt extremely shocked. It was a visual feast.
She finally fell asleep and was carried back to her room by Fu Nanli.
Fu Nanli pulled the quilt over and gently covered her with it. He sat beside the bed and looked at her. He reached out and carefully stroked her face, tracing her facial features. His hands were tender and affectionate. Finally, he couldn't control himself and bent over to kiss her.
You once liked that boy, and you and he are still so destined to be together.
The arrangements of fate also make me feel worried.
On the way back, they finally didn't run into Zhuang Yan again. Wen Qiao realized later that Fu Nanli's behavior on the train seemed to be intentional.
He was not the kind of person who liked to show affection in public. He had always been introverted and restrained. He fed her and kissed her in public just to declare his sovereignty.
When I returned to Haicheng, it was already the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year was only three days away.
Fu Nanli sat in the car and tightened her collar for her: "I will go to Yuannan Mansion to have dinner with the old lady on New Year's Eve, so I won't accompany you."
Wen Qiao nodded quickly: "Well, it's more important for you to accompany your family."
"I'll come find you after dinner."
"Well, I'll wait for you then."
(End of this chapter)