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Chapter 463 Tenderness and Affection

After several days of being inseparable, Wen Jiayue was starting to feel overwhelmed.

When Shen Fuhan extended another invitation, Wen Jiayue decisively refused him before she could become infatuated.

"I need to get some rest tonight, don't disturb my sleep."

These past few days she's been sleeping until noon.

Originally, it was nothing, since she had no elders and didn't need to pay her respects to them morning and evening.

But when Xie Yan came to see her yesterday morning, she was still asleep, so Xie Yan wisely changed her visit to the afternoon today.

Wen Jiayue felt extremely embarrassed; she woke up even later than the newlywed Xie Yan!

Shen Fuhan nuzzled her face: "Get a good night's sleep tomorrow night, okay?"

"Stop lying to me," Wen Jiayue said, pursing her lips. "You're definitely going to make things difficult for me tomorrow."

The day after tomorrow is Shen Fuhan's birthday, and she doesn't believe he will let him off easily.

Shen Fuhan asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Don't play dumb," Wen Jiayue said, pulling the blanket tighter around herself. "Anyway, I need to get a good night's sleep tonight, and nothing you say will make a difference."

Shen Fuhan pondered for a moment before remembering that the day after tomorrow was his birthday.

He laughed and said, "I almost forgot, how come A-Yue remembers it so clearly?"

He really liked the feeling of being cared for by her.

He then decided against having sex, pulled her into his arms, and gently kissed her smooth forehead.

Wen Jiayue tensed up for a moment, but when she saw that he didn't make any other moves, she relaxed.

"What gift are you planning to give me this time?" Shen Fuhan asked in a low voice. "Have you thought about it?"

Wen Jiayue blinked: "I won't tell you, but I know you'll definitely like it."

“I’ll like whatever you give me,” Shen Fuhan said, ruffling her hair. “Even if it’s just a simple blessing.”

Wen Jiayue deliberately said, "Since it's so simple, then I'll just send my blessings."

Knowing she wouldn't do that, Shen Fuhan still eagerly agreed, "No."

"why?"

“Because I know that A-Yue is the best to me,” Shen Fuhan pecked her lips, “right?”

His tone was exceptionally gentle and tender, almost like a coaxing whisper, making one's heart flutter.

Wen Jiayue couldn't help but shudder and whispered, "You look so pathetic right now, it's a disgrace to your name."

Shen Fuhan raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong with the name?"

Wen Jiayue said in a serious tone, "Han, cold, you're too warm right now."

“Ah Yue seems to have forgotten there’s another word before that,” Shen Fuhan explained, “Fu means no.”

It is not cold.

Unable to argue with him, Wen Jiayue could only snort and start to act spoiled: "Whatever I say goes."

Shen Fuhan chuckled softly, "Okay, A-Yue is right."

"I don't know the meaning behind your name yet," Wen Jiayue asked curiously, "your parents..."

Seeing Shen Fuhan raise his eyebrows slightly, Wen Jiayue changed her words and asked, "Why did my parents-in-law give you this name?"

"It seems that my name was decided when I was in my mother's womb. That year was too cold, and we were on the march and fighting, so my parents gave me this name, hoping that I would always be warm in April and not be cold in December."

He also explained the names of his siblings.

"As you know, when she was pregnant with my second brother and third sister, my mother was injured and had to take medicine. Because it was twins, she had difficulty moving around, so she returned to Chang'an to recuperate."

“My father fought alone on the battlefield, but he was impeached for allegedly colluding with the enemy and betraying the country. The meaning of 'not criticizing' is to not criticize or slander.”

"As for the character 'Fu', my mother missed my father, so she named her 'Nian'. The character 'Fu' was used because my second brother and I both used it, so she used it as well."

"I don't need to say the word 'Fuyou' to make you understand. I hope he is carefree and I also hope that the Jing'an Marquis's mansion will be worry-free for a hundred years."

Wen Jiayue listened in a daze, then murmured, "So the names of you brothers and sisters have such profound meanings."

She used to think their names sounded nice, but she never imagined they had stories behind them.

“The names Zhao Zhao and Mu Mu have a deeper meaning,” Shen Fuhan said with a smile. “I always look forward to telling the children about this when they grow up and ask about it.”

Wen Jiayue pretended to be worried: "It seems that Mu Mu has no choice but to have another child. Otherwise, if she only has one child, Zhao Zhao, there will be no way to explain it when she asks."

Shen Fuhan chuckled: "A-Yue is right, but if you keep talking, I'll have to start working hard to give birth to Mu Mu."

Wen Jiayue immediately closed her eyes: "I'm going to sleep."

I slept soundly through the night until dawn, but when I woke up, Shen Fuhan had already left.

Wen Jiayue quickly washed up and ate, and had Ruyi and Chengxin set out the painting supplies.

Having not painted for a long time, her painting skills had become somewhat rusty, and it took her a whole morning of practice to get a feel for the technique.

Fortunately, she knew the painting inside and out and finished it before Shen Fuhan returned to the mansion.

Ruyi also found several picture frames, and Wen Jiayue compared them and chose one made of cliff cypress wood.

"Madam has excellent taste," Ruyi praised. "This combination is truly eye-catching."

Chengxin also said, "This cypress wood frame truly enhances your paintings."

Wen Jiayue was initially nervous, but after being praised by them, she gained some confidence.

She smiled, pursing her lips, and said, "I hope my husband will like it."

The three of them, master and servant, admired the painting again and put it into the brocade box. Just then, Shen Fuhan, who was returning home from his shift, pushed open the door and came in.

Wen Jiayue quickly blocked her way: "You're not allowed to look!"

Shen Fuhan only had time to see the brocade box clearly before asking in surprise, "It's so big?"

Wen Jiayue tiptoed and covered his eyes, then had Ruyi and Chengxin take the brocade box out and hide it.

Shen Fuhan smiled helplessly, "I wouldn't peek."

Seeing that she looked nervous, he didn't remove her hand and let her cover it.

Wen Jiayue only lowered her hand after the two maids had disappeared without a trace.

Her tiptoeing was getting tired, and just as she was about to lean on his shoulder to stand up again, her feet suddenly left the ground.

Shen Fuhan put his arm around her waist and lifted her up with one hand.

With their eyes level, he kissed her lips, saying indistinctly, "Thank you for preparing so thoughtfully, Yue."

Wen Jiayue asked breathlessly, "You haven't even seen the gift, how do you know I put my heart into it?"

Shen Fuhan chuckled. Half of his fair hand was stained with ink. What else did he not understand?

He didn't explain, and kissed me again.

"I just know it."