Chapter 235

the child Han Bi and I had together."She couldn’t describe what she felt inside—relief Relief and lightness Or anger She really couldn’t tell anymore. Listening to what Han Bi said earlier, she thoug...Chapter 235

Her body stiffened, feeling slightly bitter.

"It's because you're too eager," she bashfully tapped him.

Their bodies were extremely familiar to each other, knowing how to ignite passion in one another. They expressed their longing for each other directly and explicitly.

Passionate, surging, rising and falling as they sought the greatest sensory stimulation and pleasure.

Sometimes a person's body language can express inner feelings more than words ever could.

So direct, with no reservations.

Fulfilling and satisfying.

Afterward, both were drenched in sweat, panting heavily. There was an indescribable taste lingering.

Much closer, merging as one.

The warmth nestled on his arm after resting tapped his chest, "Why did you come"

"I came yesterday," Ye Fei Mo smiled, nipping at her lips and sucking on them greedily.

He had never been one to indulge in women, but if this troublemaker was her, he would rather the emperor skip his morning court sessions and stay in bed with her every day.

If he were an emperor of ancient times, he would definitely be a昏君 (tyrannical ruler).

"Why didn't you tell me when you came yesterday" Tan Warming exclaimed. She almost booked a ticket to Rome.

"So that you could focus on attending this jewelry exhibition," Ye Feimo stroked her damp hair, chuckling softly and hoarsely, "Have you put on some weight"

She had gained a bit of weight. Tan Warming's face and waist were the most noticeable.

"Go to hell, I only gained five pounds," she said as she ate more during the New Year.

"It's better to gain some weight; it feels warm when you hug me," Ye Feimo smiled and tightened his embrace around her, "I must personally instruct the stylist next time not to let you wear a low-cut dress that splits up the leg. Men’s eyes were all on your chest and thighs."

Tan Warming giggled and asked with a pinch on his nose, "How did you know Did you also watch"

"Of course," Ye Feimo confessed without blushing or hesitating, as if it was an obvious thing to do.

Tan Warming didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Well, she couldn't match his thickness of skin.

"You really want to play in Rome" Ye Feimo asked with a smile.

"Of course! Since you're here anyway, I didn’t get much out of my time in Milan either. You’re more familiar with the place, so take me around, then we can go to Rome and Venice. If there's still time after that, I’d also like to visit Paris." Warm翻了個身，撐起頭看著葉非墨，“你有時間嗎？”

Ye Feimo thought for a moment before nodding with a smile, "Alright, let’s play around for half a month."

Warm made a victory sign. Ye Feimo stood up and patted her on the shoulder, "Go take a shower, then come out to have late-night snacks with me—I’m hungry."

"Okay."

In France, Paris.

Tang Shuwen and Chen Xieru’s honeymoon took place entirely in France. They spent two weeks in Paris alone.

For Chen Xieru, these were the happiest two weeks of her life—free from worries or troubles, she was surrounded by a newlywed husband who was warm-hearted and considerate to a fault, knowledgeable and well-traveled. Whatever he recounted about various customs and interesting stories always sounded fascinating; he made for an excellent tour guide. This honeymoon truly let her feel what it meant for a man to dote on his wife.

He seemed intent on presenting her with the world’s most beautiful things, so that she could genuinely appreciate what happiness was about.

She loved Paris very much; after this honeymoon trip, she liked Paris even more.

She had never been to Paris before and considered this honeymoon a travel experience. The majestic Eiffel Tower, the most iconic building in Paris, offers a view of the city’s surroundings from its observation deck. Then there was the Arc de Triomphe, which symbolized the prosperity and splendor of Napoleonic times, providing an excellent vantage point to admire the beauty of twelve streets radiating out like spokes on a wheel.

This place is filled with a sense of historical weight and grandeur. Chen Xueru's favorite spot, known as "the world's most beautiful street," is the Champs-lysées, where people gather to admire its magnificent shops and countless theaters day and night. At dusk, the Champs-lysées becomes particularly charming; the Arc de Triomphe at one end and Place de la Concorde at the other shine brilliantly under the neon lights. The avenue is lined with prestigious haute couture boutiques like Dior, Laroche, Gler, as well as global fashion brands such as Calvin Klein and Prada, reflecting Paris's leading position in the world of high fashion.

Walking hand-in-hand along the Champs-lysées, Chen Xueru and Tang Shuwen felt an indescribable romance and happiness. They had strolled down this avenue many times.

She loved to linger on this street without being overly keen on shopping; she would occasionally visit museums with Tang Shuwen or hold hands while watching operas at the theater. She cherished the rhythm and pace of life in Paris.

This was a feeling that allowed her to reconnect with authenticity. Every artist playing music or painting on the street exuded a strong sense of artistic flair, whether they were wandering aimlessly or purely pursuing art.

Chen Xueru also noticed a young man dressed in designer clothing and jeans playing the violin at the roadside, completely absorbed, and these people did not seem to be doing it for money.

They often saw an attractive couple listening attentively to various delightful sounds on the street among crowds of people, enjoying the relaxed afternoon atmosphere.

This image of a blissful married couple was the envy of others.

A journalist had taken pictures of them listening to violin music and it became headline news in China. The rumors about Tang Shuwen and his wife's marital issues after their honeymoon proved baseless.

The young couple enjoyed their honeymoon very happily.

"Why do you like Paris" Tang Shuwen pinched her cute nose, asking with a smile. Since their honeymoon, Xueru had become more cheerful; though she missed Xiao Nian, she was also happy. She smiled brightly, which he had never seen before since they met. Chen Xueru usually had a small temper and was clever but humorous as well. It wasn't until coming to Paris that Tang Shuwen noticed his wife's strong artistic flair.

He felt delighted in seeing her most genuine self and even more so when she let down her guard around him, allowing him to see this side of her.

There was no distance or estrangement between them; he felt closest to the person who had a perceptive heart., filled with affectionate emotions, slowly turned to look at Prince Nalan, conveying more than a thousand words of unspoken feelings. She exuded a gentle and passionate demeanor that highlighted the...