Seeing Wen Nuan's happiness, the last bit of disappointment in Fu Mingyu's heart vanished into thin air.
Hand in hand, they entered the villa together. While Wen Nuan washed vegetables and cooked, Fu Mingyu tidied up the living room. Listening to the slight sounds from the kitchen, Fu Mingyu looked around the large living room and suddenly felt that the previous emptiness disappeared instantly.
After eating and washing the dishes, they snuggled together to watch a movie. As the night outside grew darker, Wen Nuan felt a bit nervous.
Fu Mingyu noticed and couldn't help but ruffle her hair, "Don't let your imagination run wild."
"I'm not," she replied.
Wen Nuan's face flushed, and she moved a little further away from Fu Mingyu, feeling a bit uneasy.
Taking a deep breath, Fu Mingyu got up to get a glass of ice water. Wen Nuan stifled a laugh, glanced up, and immediately blushed again, averting her gaze.
"Nuan Nuan..."
