Chapter 2001: .long wait

Fu Tingye's eyes sank: "Isn't it too late to hide now? I am so afraid of being known by me.
Keep it. "
Tang Moran's shoulders trembled, and he stared at Fu Tingye cautiously, a pair of black deer-like eyes full of
Uneasy, "Uncle Fu, are you angry..."
Fu Tingye gritted his teeth: "Don't call me that!"
Tang Moran's eyes were red, and tears almost rolled out: "Yes, I'm sorry... I am not... I am not..."
Seeing that she was frightened by herself, Fu Tingye couldn't help feeling regretful in her heart. He stretched out his hand and took Tang Molan into his arms.
Kissed her hair lightly.
"Sorry, I shouldn't lose my temper at you. I scared you, didn't I?"
"No……"
"to be frank."
Tang Moran thought, "Just a little bit."
Fu Tingye frowned, his heart as heavy as a stone.
For a long time without waiting for Fu Tingye’s voice, Tang Moran mustered the courage to push him away slightly, and then put the pillow
The contraceptive pill underneath was taken out, and Fu Tingye broke off Fu Tingye's hand and gently stuffed it in.
Fu Tingye looked down at her, frowning even tighter.
Tang Moran stumbled: "I will...no...don't eat this anymore."
Fu Tingye rubbed his eyebrows and sighed, "Why don't you eat it? Don't you want to be pregnant with a baby?"
"You will be unhappy."
Tang Moran bowed his head.
Fu Tingye was helpless, "I am angry because you didn't discuss with me, so you made your own decisions."
"Ok?"
"Mo'er, I told you before. If you have anything, just tell me, why don't you tell me?
Steal this kind of food? "
"I……"
Tang Moran didn't know what to answer.
"Mo'er, you don't want to have a baby now, just tell me directly, and I won't force you to get pregnant."
Tang Moran's eyes lit up: "Don't you want children either?"
Fu Tingye was stunned, facing Tang Moran's eyes, filled with helplessness.
This fool...
He is 30 years old, and his friends and children of his age can use soy sauce. How could he not want to be with his beloved?
Does anyone have a child?
However, it is not the time yet.
Mo'er is too young.
"Mo'er, you are still young, I think you are not ready to be a mother, and it will affect your studies."
Fu Tingye gently rubbed Tang Moran's wrist, his voice was low and hoarse, and it was especially nice, "My child
Love, we will consider when you graduate from university. "
Tang Moran nodded and finally smiled.
Fu Tingye rubbed her nose gently, and the reproach contained an indescribable pampering voice.
"This kind of food is not good for your health. You are not allowed to eat it anymore. I won't let you have a baby, you know?"
"Oh. Got it."
Tang Moran nodded his head desperately.
Fu Tingye had enough lessons for the child before he covered her with the quilt again, "Okay, it's late, go to sleep."
"go to bed?"
Fu Tingye chuckles: "Why, do you want to do something else?"
"No, no, go to sleep."
Tang Moran blushed badly, and quickly smothered his head with the quilt.
The next morning, Tang Moran woke up, and Fu Tingye had already gone to the company.
Tang Moran was a little surprised. During the meal, he asked the housekeeper: "Did he go to the company so early today?"
Obviously it was the same time to get up, but Fu Tingye didn't even wait for her...
Steward Qi poured milk to Tang Moran and said with a smile: "Yes, Mr. Fu seems to be very busy today, and he left early in the morning. Oh.
Yes, Mr. Fu said, Miss, you are about to take the exam, if you want to go to the company, ask the driver to take you there, if you don’t want to go, stay
Reviewing at home is also fine, he will help you and the personnel department ask for leave. "
"okay."
Tang Moran propped his chin, and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Steward Qi, is his birthday coming?"
"Yes, it's next Saturday."
Tang Moran nodded: "Then Ah Ye is going to the mansion?"
"Should not go, sir never went to the mansion for his birthday."
In fact, Fu Tingye basically never celebrated his birthday.
But this year, with Miss Tang, Fu Tingye’s birthday will probably be very exciting.
Steward Qi handed the hot milk to Tang Moran: "Ms. Tang is going to prepare any gift for President Fu?"
Tang Moran was talking about the central issue, his ears were red, and he scratched his hair embarrassedly and said: "I really want to give him
Prepare gifts, but he should not lack anything."
What kind of good things have not seen Fu Tingye's status and status?
The steward Qi smiled: "What the young lady said is wrong. There is always no shortage of things, but it depends on who sent it.
It’s right. If you sent it to the lady, or you made it yourself, it would be of special significance to Mr. Fu. "
"Is that so?" Tang Moran's eyes lit up: "Then I will make him a cake by myself!"
"Okay. I will help Miss Tang find a teacher in the afternoon."
"Thank you, Steward Qi, there is this thing, don't tell Ah Ye for now.",
"I will keep it secret."
...
Fu Tingye has been very busy recently. A project he planned for half a year went wrong in one step. These days, he
Just take people around to deal with it.
Even Tang Moran thought Fu Tingye was very busy.
He often goes home in the middle of the night.
Once Tang Moran was awakened by him and asked him in a daze, he just pressed Tang Moran under him.
I asked it fiercely like a vent, and then fell asleep.
Tang Moran couldn’t help but feel a little lost. This neglected feeling is not good, but about work, Tang Moran is
I can’t help at all, I just stay at home to review my homework and learn how to make birthday cakes, forcing myself to get busy and not go
have a bee in one's bonnet.
After nearly a week of practice, Tang Moran can be considered to be able to make a beautiful cake.
On this day, Tang Moran forced himself to wait in the living room for Fu Ting to leave work at night.
I couldn't help but fell asleep unconsciously leaning on the sofa in the living room.
Feeling light in his sleep, a Ji Ling woke up, Tang Moran realized that Fu Tingye was holding him in his arms.
"Wake you up?" Fu Tingye asked apologetically. Originally, he came into the house and saw her sleeping in the living room, afraid that she would catch a cold, thinking
Hold her upstairs to sleep.
Tang Moran rubbed his eyes and shook his head: "No, I was waiting for you in the living room specially."
"Wait for me?" Fu Tingye glanced at the big clock hanging on the wall: "It's already so late, is there anything waiting for me?"
"Yeah." Tang Moran stretched out his arm around his neck, smiling sweetly: "Remember what Saturday is?"
"What day?" He really didn't remember.
"Your birthday, you can forget it."
Only then did Fu Tingye remember that he was really busy these two days. He didn’t remember the date anymore. Indeed, this Saturday
It's his birthday: "These two days are too busy, I forgot."
"Then how do you want to spend this birthday?" Tang Moran leaned forward and saw the cyan scum on his chin.
"How do you live? I didn't think about it, you want to give it to me?" Fu Tingye hugged her tighter.
The little girl has been waiting until now, and she refuses to go back to the room even after sleeping, just to discuss with herself how to give him
Birthday?
"Well, I want to give it to you, so if you can come back on Saturday, I'll celebrate your birthday." Tang Moran said seriously.
Head, eyes gleaming with stars, as if full of surprises.
Fu Tingye's heart warmed, turned around and sat on the sofa holding her, stretched out her hand to pinch the bridge of her straight nose: "Okay."
Tang Moran danced happily: "Then if you agree, you must come back. I will prepare a surprise for you at that time."
"What surprise?" He was looking forward to it.
"I won't tell you." He glanced aside his little face.
A small section of the white neck was exposed, and his eyes were shaken whitely, a fire slowly rose in his abdomen, and then he was completely
It's getting hot.
Turn over, press her straight on the sofa, and put her hands on her sides.
Tang Moran blinked his eyelashes like a fan, and shrank his shoulders in fear.
Fu Tingye looked in her eyes and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I will be gentle, okay?
This time, his extra gentleness made Tang Moran blush from the living room to the room.
In the next few days, Tang Moran was happy, looking forward to Saturday's arrival every day.
The more I wanted to wait until that day, the more life was like a year, and finally I waited until Saturday.
Tang Moran got up early in the morning and began to play in the kitchen.
I was not satisfied with making a few cakes, all of them threw them into the trash can, and finally made a simple and seductive
small cake.
The cake is decorated with a few champagne rose flowers, and a line of chocolate sauce is written next to it: Dear Ah Yesheng
Happy day.
This should be the first time she expressed her love for him with such warm words.
She even began to unconsciously imagine his expression when she saw it.
Waiting from morning to noon, and from noon to evening.
He said he would come back, but he never showed up at home.
The cream cake was easily deformed, so she had to keep it cold in the refrigerator.
Boredly lying on the table waiting for him.
Time passed by one minute and one second. Seeing the hour and minute hands point to 12 o'clock together, the second hand crossed over 12, indicating this
The end of the day.