When Ouyang Xia came back from work that day, she passed by the cake shop and bought a cake for Fu Shiwen.
Fu Shiwen is now more than five months old, her appetite is much better than before, and she no longer has morning sickness.
Recently, Ouyang Xia discovered that Fu Shiwen likes sweets. She cooks a bowl of glutinous rice balls every morning, and adds osmanthus honey to it.
When Ouyang Xia's car stopped in the yard, he looked at the cake on the passenger seat, and a faint smile flashed across his lips that he didn't even notice.
He put his suit on one wrist and carried the cake in the other hand as he entered the villa.
There was no one in the living room. Ouyang Xia looked around on the first floor and asked the servant: "Madam and young mistress?"
The servant said: "Madam and the master went out and said there was a banquet tonight.
Madam is in her room and she hasn’t come out.”
Ouyang Xia went into Fu Shiwen's room and saw that Fu Shiwen was lying on the table and asleep. Her handwriting was flowing smoothly under her face, and her writing was like clouds of smoke, written in one breath.
Ouyang Xia was a little surprised. She heard Shu Yanxiu say that although Fu Shiwen couldn't speak, she was also a rare talented woman. You could tell from her handwriting that she had worked hard.
Fu Shiwen slept soundly, her pale pink mouth slightly open, and drool dripped from the corner of her mouth onto the paper.
This was the first time Ouyang Xia saw such a simple and lovely side in Fu Shiwen.
Ouyang Xia couldn't help but raise a nice smile at the corner of his mouth. He bent down and picked up Fu Shiwen, put her on the bed gently, covered her with the quilt, and lay on her side, staring at Fu Shiwen's sleeping body with a pair of deep eyes.
Yan.
The corner of Fu Shiwen's mouth was stained with ink. After Ouyang Xia wiped it off with a handkerchief, she pecked Fu Shiwen's small and soft mouth again and again.
In her sleep, Fu Shiwen always felt someone pressing on the top of her head. She frowned unhappily and turned over to her side, holding her belly with one hand.
Ouyang Xia originally wanted to hug Fu Shiwen, but accidentally fell asleep.
The sky outside the window dimmed. Fu Shiwen woke up from her sleep and found that she was being held. She struggled to get up immediately, but was pulled into Ouyang Xia's arms again.
Ouyang Xia closed her eyes and said, "Don't move around, let me hold you for a while."
Fu Shiwen struggled for a moment and realized that Ouyang Xia had actually woken up a long time ago, but he just couldn't bear to leave.
Fu Shiwen's struggle didn't work, so he was hugged by Ouyang Xia for a while. Fu Shiwen's stomach rumbled, and Ouyang Xia got up.
He stood by the bed, straightened his collar, and said, "I see that you like sweets recently, so you bought a cake. It's on the table. You can try it."
Fu Shiwen's eyes fell on the table. She gestured and said to Ouyang Xia: "Thank you."
Fu Shiwen thought about it and felt that Ouyang Xia might not understand. He got out of bed and picked up a pen and notebook and was about to write thank you. Ouyang Xia took the notebook from Fu Shiwen's hand and said, "You're welcome, I can understand."
Fu Shiwen was a little surprised, and her hands froze.
Fu Shiwen nodded frantically and left the room as if running away.
She is most afraid of Ouyang Xia's kindness to her. If she is really moved by him, she will really not be able to escape from him in the future.
During dinner, they were the only ones at the table.
Ouyang Xia seemed to have no appetite. While serving Fu Shiwen some food, he stared at Fu Shiwen a little lonely and drank red wine.
For some reason, Fu Shiwen was flustered and seemed a little distracted.
After a depressing meal, Fu Shiwen ate some hastily and then went back to the room as if to escape.
Fu Shiwen wanted to be alone, so she was sleeping alone during this period. After washing her face and skin care, she lay on the bed with a book in her hand and read again.
The door creaked open from the outside, and Ouyang Xia was seen unbuttoning the collar of his shirt and locking the door.
Fu Shiwen felt a little uneasy, and Ouyang Xia said, "I'll sleep here tonight."
Ouyang Xia's eyes fell on the untouched paper bag on the table. He frowned and said, "Didn't you eat the cake?"
Fu Shiwen gestured, which meant that she was full.
Although Ouyang Xia didn't speak, Fu Shiwen knew that he was in a very unhappy mood now.
Ouyang Xia went into the bathroom and quickly washed up. When he came out, he had a bath towel wrapped around his waist, and the water droplets that had not been wiped off his upper body slid down his strong and strong body.
Fu Shiwen didn't dare to look at it. When Ouyang Xia wanted to take out the cake and let Fu Shiwen eat some more, there was a note next to the cake bag.
The general meaning is that Fu Shiwen wants to sleep alone.
Ouyang Xia felt aggrieved. He had done a lot for her and tried his best to change his temperament, but this mute was really ignorant.
She didn't even ask herself whether she deserved his Ouyang Xia's love.
When Ouyang Xia thought this, the note in her hand was crumpled into a ball and thrown into the trash can next to her.
Ouyang Xia opened the paper bag, put the cake on a small plate, handed it to Fu Shiwen, and said in an imperative tone: "Eat."
Fu Shiwen was startled. She didn't know how she had offended him again.
She was afraid that she would offend him and lose her own fruit, so she reluctantly took the cake and put it into her mouth bit by bit as if taking poison.
The more Ouyang Xia watched, the angrier he became. He grabbed the cake and threw it out, shouting: "Fu Shiwen, I think you are not only mute, you are also blind.
Who are you showing your face to?
Can't you see that I am also working hard for this marriage?"
Fu Shiwen's eyes were filled with panic, and her hands were still shaking as they were holding the plate.
The next second, Ouyang Xia pressed towards Fu Shiwen.
After all, Fu Shiwen is a pregnant woman. No matter how unwilling she is to do many things, she can't compete with a grown man's strong approach.
Ouyang Xia was breathing heavily in the room, and Fu Shiwen's hands were held behind him by Ouyang Xia.
Endless tears wet the pillow. Fortunately, Ouyang Xia took care of the child in her belly and did not act rudely.
Fu Shiwen felt that Ouyang Xia's biggest insult to her in their relationship was that he didn't know how to respect her.
When she thought about this, she felt ridiculous again.
She is just a mute, and she still wants to be respected by others, which is simply wishful thinking.
After a long period of torture and venting, Fu Shiwen felt a dull pain in her lower abdomen. She curled up and did not dare to move.
Seeing this, Ouyang Xia let out a heavy breath and bit Fu Shiwen's fair and smooth shoulder hard.
Fu Shiwen gasped in pain and clutched the sheets tightly.
The gentle breath blew past Fu Shiwen's ears, and Ouyang Xia leaned into Fu Shiwen's ears and said, "Fu Shiwen, you will never escape from my hand in this life.
A mute, where can you run with your child?
Just feel free to be your Mrs. Ouyang, I won't treat you badly.
Who told you that your pitiful appearance makes people want to stop?"
After Ouyang Xia finished speaking, he lowered his head on Fu Shiwen's shoulder and took another gentle bite.