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

Shen Qingyi enjoyed this kind of life that attracted much of the attention towards herself, but it was not enough.
She wanted to take away all the eyes that fell on Shen Qinglan, including Fu Hengyi’s.
She wanted him to understand that she was the only woman who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

The relationship between the two had never been good.
Shen Qingyi used to be willing to pretend, but since Shen Qinglan was unwilling to keep up the facade in front of Fang Tong and Yu Xiaoxuan last time, she didn’t even bother to maintain that superficial relationship.
Shen Qinglan rarely returned to Shen family home, and the number of times they had met was only a handful.

It was a pity that she knew it too late this time, thus Shen Qinglan could get out of such a scandal so easily.
If she was here…Shen Qingyi thought secretly, it would be a pity, it was such a good opportunity.

Shen Qinglan didn’t stay in Shen family home for a long time, just chatted with Sister Song for a while, and by the way, she asked for a dish and left.

The time passed very soon, and the end of the month arrived.
Today was the day Fu Hengyi was coming back.
Shen Qinglan only talked to him on the phone last night, knowing that he would be home at noon.

Shen Qinglan got up early in the morning.
She cleaned the house first, making sure to clean it inside and out, and then went to the supermarket to bring a cart of ingredients home, and only then did she tie her hair up and rolled her sleeves as she went into the kitchen.

In the past half month, she ran to the compound almost every day, learning cooking with Aunt Song or Aunt Zhao.
Compared with before, her cooking had made great progress, although she still couldn’t compare with Fu Hengyi.

When Fu Hengyi came back, he did not see Shen Qinglan in the living room.
He was about to go to the bedroom to have a look, only to find that she was in the kitchen.

These days, whenever he called Mr.
Fu, he would hear that Shen Qinglan had been learning to cook.
He couldn’t tell how he felt when he heard this.
He only felt warm in his heart, as if someone had started a fire in his heart.
Deep thoughts surged in his mind, he was desperate to see her, and wanted to embrace her in his arms.

Fu Hengyi walked over and stood outside the kitchen door, his footsteps were very light, and Shen Qinglan was focused on cooking so didn’t even notice that he had arrived.

She was cooking carefully, probably because she was not proficient in this dish.
She was on call with Aunt Zhao to inquire about the specific measurement and the order of putting the ingredients in the dish.
She was wearing a set of white house clothes and her black hair was casually held up in a loose bun.
Her sleeves were rolled up, revealing her white forearms.

Unlike the girls nowadays who liked to dye and perm their hair, her hair was naturally black and straight, very soft.
One of Fu Hengyi’s favourite thing to do was to play with her hair and let them pass through his fingers.

This was the first time Fu Hengyi saw her in the kitchen.
She still looked a little cold from the back, but at this moment she made Fu Hengyi feel strangely gentle, as if all the flowers were blooming in an instant.

He stared at her, his eyes as soft as if water was overflowing.

As if perceiving his gaze, Shen Qinglan turned around and met his gentle eyes, it was then that she smiled faintly, blooming like a flower.

Fu Hengyi rolled up his sleeves and said, “Leave it to me from here.
Go out first.” He was glad that Shen Qinglan was willing to wash her hands and make soup for him, but he refused to let her do such a rough job.

Shen Qinglan poked him with her elbow, “You are not needed here, you change your clothes or take a bath, I’ll be done soon.” She would cook this meal for him by herself.

Fu Hengyi didn’t insist after seeing her persistent eyes, but stepped forward and dropped a kiss on her forehead, “Thank you, wife.”

Shen Qinglan’s cheeks slightly warmed as she felt the warm touch on her forehead.

Fu Hengyi smiled and walked out of the kitchen.

By the time Fu Hengyi changed his clothes and came out, Shen Qinglan had already put the dishes on the table, four dishes and one soup: pork ribs soup with yam, shredded pork with green pepper, shredded hot and sour potatoes, twice-cooked pork, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
They were all home-cooked dishes, but they looked pretty good.

“What day is it today, that the food is so rich?” Fu Hengyi asked.

“Wait a minute.” Shen Qinglan smiled, got up and went into the kitchen, and then came out with a small six-inch cake in her hand.

There were two candles on the cake, 3 and 1, “Fu Hengyi, happy birthday.” Shen Qinglan said with a smile, the curtains at home were drawn by her at some point, and the living room was a little dim, and the candlelight reflected on her face.
It also reflected the slight smile on her face.
She looked at him, focused and gentle.

This scene was deeply engraved in Fu Hengyi’s mind, such that he would never forget it all his life.

Fu Hengyi had a faint surprised look on his face.
In fact, he had forgotten even himself.
Today was his birthday.
Since the day he joined the army, he had never had a birthday celebration.
In previous years, Mr.
Fu would only call him on this day.
Sometimes he was on a mission and couldn’t even answer it.
Over time, he himself forgot.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qinglan remembered his birthday and had prepared so much for him.
Suddenly he understood why she asked if he could return home on this day, a few days ago.

Fu Hengyi’s heart trembled slightly.

“I wanted to take you out at night, but I told grandpa that we would go home for dinner in the evening, so it had to be noon.” Shen Qinglan looked at Fu Hengyi and said, “Do you want to make a wish?” She knew that one need to make a wish when cutting their birthday cake.

Fu Hengyi shook his head, “My wish has been fulfilled.” He once looked forward to having a warm home.
Such that whenever he came home, someone would be waiting for him and leave a lamp lit for him.
Now, it had been fulfilled, so he had nothing else to ask for.

Shen Qinglan was not a sentimental person.
Seeing him say no to make a wish, she put the cake in front of him graciously, “Then blow the candles.” Fu Hengyi blew the candles.
This was the first time he blew birthday candles after he had turned eighteen.

Looking closer, Fu Hengyi realized that although the cake was exquisitely made, it still had some minor flaws.
He realized someone had made it themselves.

Shen Qinglan took the knife and cut the cake, then handed a piece to Fu Hengyi, “Try it.”

Fu Hengyi took a spoon and dug it in, but instead of eating it by himself, he pushed it to Shen Qinglan’s mouth.
Shen Qinglan glanced at him and ate it.

Well, the sugar was a little bit less, so it was not very sweet.
Neither she nor Fu Hengyi like sweets, so the sweetness was just right.

Suddenly, Fu Hengyi’s handsome face was enlarged in front of her eyes, and her warm lips covered.

With just a slight pull, Shen Qinglan reached Fu Hengyi’s arms as she sat on his lap, then his hands wrapped around her waist, and Shen Qinglan’s hands wrapped around his neck.

The two separated after a long time, Fu Hengyi looked at her with a smile and said, “It’s delicious.” As he said this, he licked his lips ambiguously, not knowing what was delicious, whether it was the cake or someone else.

Fu Hengyi was already handsome, but now such an action from him had added a bit of unbridled charm to him, which caused Shen Qinglan’s heart to beat very fast, and the heat on her face to rise.

“If you don’t eat it now, the dishes will be cold.” Shen Qinglan said calmly, but the tips of her ears were pink.

She stood up and went to open the curtains, and the sun suddenly flooded the room.