Addicted Pampering You: The Mysterious Pampered Wife of The Military Ye

Knowing that Shen Qing’s face is thin, Fu Hengyi does not bother her and get up. “I am going to make breakfast, and you sleep for a while.”

Shen Qingyi shook her head and woke up and she couldn't sleep.

Fu Hengyi got up, regardless of whether he didn't wear clothes at all, so he walked to the closet and took clothes. He looked at the scratches on his back. Shen Qing’s face became more and more uncomfortable, turning his face and not looking at him. .

Until Fu Hengyi had already left the bedroom, Shen Qingyu got up, she was sore with a sore waist and thighs, and she had to sigh that Fu’s physical strength is really good.

Her body was very refreshing. It was finished last night. Shen Qing was so tired that she couldn’t help but slept, or Fu Hengyi hugged her to wash.

Waiting for her to wash well, Fu Hengyi has already cooked breakfast, egg cake plus a glass of milk.

Shen Qingyi does not like to drink milk, but Fu Hengyi goes home and prepares a cup of milk for her every day. For the eyes that Fu Hengyi insists on, even if she doesn't like it, Shen Qingyi will drink it.

After eating breakfast, Shen Qingyi and Fu Hengyi were at home to watch TV and did not go there. Originally, Fu Hengyi was planning to take Shen Qingyi out for a walk, but knowing that Shen Qingyi was uncomfortable, he decided to take a day off at home.

Fu Hengyi sat on the sofa, Shen Qing's armpit was in his arms, and a TV show appeared to be a youth TV series. It was very boring.

Did not see how long, Shen Qingyi fell asleep, listening to her even breathing, Fu Hengyi gentle smile, pulled a thin blanket on one side, covered her body, did not hold Shen Qing to the bed, who knows her Even if you fall asleep, it is easy to be awakened.

In order to make her sleep more comfortable, Fu Hengyi kept this position and did not move. He looked down and quietly looked at her quiet sleep, suddenly felt that his arms embraced the world at the moment.

When Shen Qingyi woke up, Fu Hengyi’s half body was numb.

"I am asleep? Why don't you wake me up?" Shen Qingyi just woke up, his eyes still a little confused.

"Look at the incense of your sleep, you are not willing to call." Fu Hengyi said with a smile, do not care about the pain of the arm.

Shen Qingyi got up from Fu Hengyi's arms, Fu Hengyi still kept the action just now, he can't move now.

Shen Qingyu naturally noticed, kneel down and give him a pinch. "If I fall asleep again, remember to wake me up." This fool, just let himself sleep.

Fu Hengyi smiled unconsciously and enjoyed his wife's massage service.

"Okay, yes." The body recovered a little bit of consciousness, and Fu Hengyi let Shen Qing hold his hand, fearing that she was tired.

"What do you want to eat at noon, I will do it."

Shen Qingyi just woke up, there is no appetite, "just."

Fu Hengyi saw her lack of interest, smiled, did not ask her, went straight into the kitchen.

When he came out again, he had two bowls of miso sauce on his hand. He didn't know what was placed in his sauce. It smelled very fragrant. Even if Shen Qingyu had no appetite, he also finished eating a bowl of noodles.

In the morning at home, Shen Qingyu didn't want to go out in the afternoon, but he didn't want to watch such a boring TV show. His eyes turned and he looked at Fu Hengyi and looked up and down.

Fu Hengyi was somewhat inexplicably looked at by her eyes. "What?"

Shen Qingyi turned around and surrounded by Fu Hengyi. It seems that he was thinking about something. He had long known that Fu Hengyi was in good shape. After seeing it last night, it was clear how the body under the wrapped clothes was very clear and well-preserved. explosive force.

"Give me a model?" Shen Qingyi opened his mouth and his eyes were full of interest.

It was Fu Hengyi who looked at her and said, "Will you paint?"

There was indeed an easel on the balcony of the house, but Fu Hengyi never saw her painting, and thought she was decorated.

Shen Qingxiao smiled, when it was the default, "I don't want to?"

"Serve the lady, I am happy." Fu Hengyi smiled and followed Shen Qing into the study. Only then did he find that the easel on the balcony had been moved to the study room by his hand. His hand was placed on the hem of the clothes. "Naked painting, he does not mind.

Shen Qing’s cheeks were hot, and he glanced at him. This rogue, Fu Hengyi’s eyes flashed a touch of regret.

Fu Hengyi sat on the sofa in accordance with Shen Qingxi’s instructions. Shen Qingyi moved a small stool, sat in front of the easel and picked up the brush.

This is the first time that Fu Hengyi has seen Shen Qingying's paintings, the appearance of the eyebrows, the quiet taste of the years, he looked at her, focused, gentle; she stared at the drawing board, serious.

Shen Qingzhen painted oil paintings, and did not end so soon, she did not ask Fu Hengyi to keep an action.

In fact, this kind of waiting is very boring, but Fu Hengyi's face is not impatient, watching her eyes soft and gentle, and occasionally, and Shen Qingying, the two will smile.

Such Shen Qingyi retired from the defense and wariness of the body, as well as the coldness, it looked like an ordinary 21-year-old girl.

Near the evening, Shen Qingyi put down the brush, Fu Hengyi got up, "Drawing finished?" Come over, his eyes fell on the drawing board, a glimpse.

The painting board is a painting, the color is not rich, the fresh light green background seems to be a hillside, a man lying on a large green grass, tall and straight, dressed in casual wear, one leg bent, hands on knees On the other hand, the other leg is stretched out at will.

He forced his eyes, one hand covered his eyes, could not see his face, but from his side his face can see his three-dimensional facial features and tall nose.

Not far from there is a big tree, a woman sitting on the branch, and now looking at the man on the grass.

This man is Fu Hengyi, and this woman is Shen Qingyi.

"This painting I took to decorate tomorrow, and then hang it in the study." Fu Hengyi said, reaching out to get the painting, Shen Qingyi stopped him. "This painting has not dried up yet, let it dry first."

Fu Hengyi saw the unfinished ink in the painting and took back his hand, letting Shen Qingyi pull him out of the study.

What Fu Hengyi didn't see was that there was another painting underneath the sub-picture here. It was not like the fresh color. This painting is a large piece of black, occupying three-fifths of the whole painting. Only the corner of the painting still has a piece of white, like the dawn of the darkness.

In the vast expanse of darkness, there is a hand that sticks out from the ground, slender, pale, this is a woman's hand, the hand, there are bright red blood, and mottled scars, it works in one direction Stretching out, it seems to be hooking something.

Looking in the direction of the hand, you can see a big hand, wheat-colored, with a thin palm in his palm, and behind the hand is a bright light.

In the lower right corner of the painting, there are two shallow words - redemption.

He is her salvation.

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