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In the room, there was a lemon yellow light, and a red candle lantern next to the bed.

Ye Yanran slowly opened her eyes and landed on the top of the bed tent.

Ye Yanran looked sideways at the room, the room was empty, where am I?

"Aunt Eight, are you awake?" At this time, a maid came over.

Ye Yanran slowly folded her arms and sat up, "Where is this?" ”

"Eighth aunt, this is the young marshal's ink garden." The maid naturally fell back.

"Moyuan... Ye Yanran muttered, and suddenly remembered that she had heard someone say that there was also a Huangfuchen villa in this Qizhou City, called Moyuan, and Ah Zhuo and Miss Jin also lived here at that time.

Ye Yanran recalled the scene before she fainted, and she still remembered being stripped naked... And then there is Huang Fuchen...

"What about the young marshal?" Ye Yanran looked at the maid and spoke out in a trance.

"Eighth aunt, wait a minute, I'll call the young marshal over, he explained, saying that you woke up and wanted to tell him!"

"Hey! No... Ye Yanran hurriedly stopped her, but the maid ran out of the door without looking back.

。。。。。

In another wine room in the other garden, Huang Fuchen's tall body was leaning on the couch, his face was red with wine, his forehead was red, his face was red from his hip bones, and his rough chin was red.

The dark red eagle eyes fell on the lamp above his head, and his eyes were gloomy.

There was an open jar of aged wine on his side, and the bowl was empty, and the wine jar was empty.

At this time, the maid cautiously ran into the door and bent over, "Hui Yu young marshal, the eighth aunt is too awake!" ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, his eyes brightened a little in vain, and his palm moved slightly.

The next moment, he leaned back on the couch again, and his voice was cold, "Go and serve her for dinner first." ”

"Yes! Young marshal! The maid hurriedly fell back and quickly ran out.

Huang Fuchen got up suddenly, his body shook a little, approached the wine rack, and stretched out his hand to cross the row of foreign wine.

"Hehe~~! Stuff? Yan'er, Ben Shuai knows you love to drink! Huang Fuchen reached out and took down the bottle of foreign wine, walked to the table, and slammed the lid.

The bottle grunted to his mouth and took a sip and dropped the bottle, the spicy liquor irritating the man's throat.

。。。。。

Time has passed for a while ...

In the room, the maid waited for Ye Yanran to have dinner and pulled it down.

The maid carried the remaining half of the bowl of rice, and bumped into Huang Fuchen who came in as soon as she went out, holding half a bottle of wine in one hand, and staggered into the door with a few steps.

"Young Marshal~~!" The maid hurriedly bowed her head and saluted.

"Get out of here, the door is closed!" Huang Fuchen fell down this sentence in a heavy voice.

The maid hurriedly exited the door and gently closed the door.

In the inner room of the room, Ye Yanran sat on the edge of the bed, and when she heard the movement outside, her whole heart suddenly shrank and was tightly pressed together.

The sound of the man's footsteps approaching step by step, the sound of heavy military boots falling to the ground, was terrifying to hear.

A strong smell of wine came to my nose...

Ye Yanran raised her frightened eyes, and at a glance she saw the man's angry red and angry eagle eyes, staring directly at herself with that kind of cold and angry gaze.

Huang Fuchen took a step forward, and Ye Yanran shuddered and shrank a little.

The man's palm fell on the woman's chin, and the rough fingers curled up, pinching the woman's pointed jaw tightly, lifting the woman's face.

I looked left and right, and my voice was quiet, "Is your face good?" Does it still hurt? ”

Ye Yanran swallowed her saliva, calmed the nervous breath in her heart, and pursed her lips, "No. It doesn't hurt that much. ”

"It looks like it's a little less swollen." Huang Fuchen bent down and approached his face, his eagle eyes gathered a cold glow, and he explored a little more, "This face will be protected in the future!" It's so beautiful, if it's ruined, everything will be ruined! ”

Ye Yanran's eyes flashed with nervousness, she couldn't see through what the man in front of her wanted to do, but she was panicked in her heart when she heard it.

Huang Fuchen's clenched fingers suddenly let go, dropped his palm, and sat down along the woman's side.

Ye Yanran was shocked, and moved her body slightly evasively, as if she deliberately avoided the man's body.

Huang Fuchen glanced at it vigilantly, and a jerky and self-deprecating smile stained the corners of his lips, "So angry with Ben Shuai?" How many times have you shared a bed during the day? Do you want to avoid Ben Shuai's body? ”

“。。。” Ye Yanran was silent, thinking about everything that happened during the day, it came too suddenly, and the bowl of medicine was poured into the flower pot after all, Ye Yanran moved her lips, wanting to say something.

Huang Fuchen suddenly raised half a bottle of foreign wine in his palm, "Drink with Ben Shuai tonight!" The only way to solve the problem is Du Kang! A drunk relieves a thousand sorrows! ”

Ye Yanran looked sideways at the man beside her slightly, the side face with a clear outline, tense and angry, anyone could see that Ye Yanran moved her lips, "Young marshal." In fact.. ”

"Drink!!" Huang Fuchen shouted angrily, and the half bottle of wine in his palm was placed in front of the woman's eyes.

Ye Yanran trembled, stretched out her hand, hesitated for a moment, and took the half bottle of wine, "The young marshal wants to drink, and Yanran will accompany him." ”

Ye Yanran let out a little trembling, lifted the wine bottle, put her mouth to the wine bottle for the first time, lifted the wine bottle a few times twisted, and took a sip.

"Ahem~~!" The sudden drink choked on Ye Yanran's mouth and nose, she coughed, her phoenix eyes flushed red, and fell to Huang Fuchen.

Huang Fuchen's dark brown pupils gathered deep and shallow emotions that were elusive, and his thin lips were cold and angry, "Keep drinking!" ”

Ye Yanran's eyes were stunned, looking at the man's angry face, her heart trembled, she lifted the wine bottle again, twisted her willow eyebrows, and took a sip slightly.

"Drink again!!" Huang Fuchen shouted coldly.

Ye Yanran's little hands trembled, she couldn't hold the wine bottle a little, her eyes trembled, she held the wine bottle with both hands, hesitating.

"Young marshal, I can't drink it...

"If you can't drink it, you have to drink it!" Huang Fuchen shouted angrily, got up suddenly, snatched the wine bottle from Ye Yanran's hand, grabbed the back of the woman's head with one palm, and pressed it down suddenly.

"Don't!" Ye Yanran suddenly realized what the man was going to do.

Huang Fuchen held the wine bottle in his hand, aimed at the woman's small mouth, forced it in, lifted the wine bottle, and poured the wine.

"Hmm~~~cough~~cough~~" A large mouthful of wine suddenly poured into Ye Yanran's throat, choked her nose and mouth, and connected her throat, Ye Yanran coughed violently.

"Drink!! I don't like foreign stuff! It's a great wine from the British! Drink more! Huang Fuchen fell coldly, and the wine bottle in his palm poured into the woman's mouth again.

"Ahem~~!" Ye Yanran choked violently, tears overflowed in her eyes, and her eyes turned red.

Huang Fuchen dropped the wine bottle in his palm, his eyes were red, like a lion awakened in the jungle, and his voice was a little sad and self-deprecating, "Hahaha~~ Yan'er, people say that they spit out the truth after drinking!" Get drunk today! Let Ben Shuai listen to your mantra! ”

Huang Fuchen raised the wine bottle in his hand again, pressed the back of the woman's head, and poured the wine.

"Hmm~~Woo~~!" Ye Yanran whimpered.

"Click~~" The sound of the wine bottle breaking fell on the side of the bed, and Huang Fuchen dropped the wine bottle, and there were pieces on the ground, and there was a puddle of wine stains.

The man's eyes burned red, he rubbed off the military boots on his feet, and a pair of thick and huge soles crawled up the bed, and the wooden bed creaked and creaked.

"Ahem, cough~~Woo~~" Ye Yanran choked and sobbed while coughing, her phoenix eyes were full of tears, and she trembled weakly.

Huang Fuchen sat on the woman's body suddenly, pulled the woman's hands with both arms, pulled the woman's body, lowered his face, and said in a cold voice, "Married to a non-human?" So not to give birth? Well? ”

"Woo~~" Ye Yanran sobbed and choked, looking at the man above her head, the angry face, shook her head suddenly, and cried in a trembling voice, "It's not~~It's not~~"

"What's that?" Huang Fuchen's voice was filled with heart-rending pain, "Yan'er, didn't you think of it now?" Do you know that you said such things in front of your grandmother! How cold is Ben Shuai's heart!! What the hell does it hurt to hurt day and night! Deceive me again and again Huang Fuchen!! You're going to plot against me in the back! ”

The man's palm kept shaking the woman's weak shoulders, and the voice was cold to the bone.

"Woo~~!" Ye Yanran trembled all over, her eyes were full of tears, she kept shaking her head, and the words choked in her throat couldn't be spoken.

"Not born? Is it? Huang Fuchen lowered his cold and terrifying face, and laughed wildly, "Hahaha~~!" ”

"Woo~~" Ye Yanran couldn't cry, there were too many entanglements and pain in her heart, and she choked in her heart.

"Don't give birth! I'll do you live! Huang Fuchen roared angrily.

The man's rough palms, the joints protruding red, suddenly stretched the woman's legs.

There was a sound of the belt snapping.

"Don't do that! Huang Fuchen! You can't do this! Hear me out! Good no good? Ye Yanran panicked all of a sudden, and cried anxiously.

"Did you hear you say that you love Ben Shuai?" Huang Fuchen lowered his head, and his face suddenly approached, spraying the smell of hot and humid wine.

Ye Yanran's eyes trembled, she loved this word, she couldn't say it, so far to this man... No..

"Hahaha!!" Huang Fuchen saw the woman's hesitant eyes, muffled his voice, and laughed out loud, with a trace of sadness and bitterness, "Ye Yanran, Ben Shuai can be regarded as seeing through you today!" You're a woman without a heart! It's all in vain to love you and spoil you! Cheap bones! ”

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