Huang Fuchen walked briskly towards the study, his steps were heavy, and his face was tense. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Three shifts in the middle of the night.

In the study, the dark light, a pot of wine, held hot in the man's palms, and the scorching wine ran down the man's mouth, slid down his throat, and fell into his stomach.

After a while, Huang Fuchen stood up, his dark eyes were slightly drunk, and he staggered towards the inner room of the study.

One turned his head down, and Huang Fuchen lay on the rest of the inner room, tossing and turning for a moment.

There was a sound of "boom~~bang", and Huang Fuchen kicked over a floor flower pot stand that his foot touched.

"Click~~" There was another sound, and the daffodils on the flower pot rack fell to the ground and shattered into porcelain pieces.

Huang Fuchen jumped up from the soft collapse irritably, stepped on his military boots, his clothes were messy, pushed open the door of the study, and went straight to the east wing.

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The door of Ye Yanran's wing.

Huang Fuchen raised his palm and paused.

"Papapa~~!" Soon, there was a knock on the door, rattling in the silence of the night.

"Ye Yanran! Open the door!! Hurry up and open the door!! Huang Fuchen's words were filled with obvious anger, more of a strong desire, a desire to verify.

In the side room, Ye Yanran slept in a daze, felt a strong knock on the door, and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

Huang Fuchen knocked on the door for a while, found that there was no movement inside, and stopped.

At this moment, Ye Yanran had a little consciousness to wake up, rubbed her eyes, and looked sideways at the movement outside.

Outside the door, Huang Fuchen was silent for a moment, then raised his feet and kicked hard towards the door!

"Bang~Bang~" There was a sound of kicking on the door.

Ye Yanran woke up suddenly, sat up from the bed, and muttered, what kind of madness did Huang Fuchen do tonight.

'Bang', the sound of the door being kicked open.

Ye Yanran sat on the bed, the dark light, her heart tightened suddenly, and she listened to the footsteps approaching quickly.

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The footsteps stopped, and the pair of deep eagle eyes, the tall and sturdy body of the man, stood beside the bed, staring at him with a quiet gaze.

Ye Yanran raised her eyes to look at Huang Fuchen, who broke into the door in the middle of the night, stunned for a while, a pair of phoenix eyes looked at it in a daze, and she didn't react for a long time.

"Young marshal... You? Ye Yanran whispered.

Huang Fuchen breathed heavily, the Adam's apple of his throat rolled up and down, and in the darkness, his deep eyes exuded a burning light, staring at the woman who had just woken up from a dream, the long ink-colored hair, and the light and stunned phoenix eyes, looking at him in a daze.

"Yan'er... Huang Fuchen called out hoarsely and hotly.

"Huh?" Ye Yanran asked in amazement.

A gust of wind with a strong smell of wine came to his nose, and the man's body pounced heavily, and the whole person pressed on the woman.

"Huang Fuchen, what are you going to do!" Ye Yanran was frightened and screamed out by the man's rude actions.

"Hmm... Not.. The man's hot and humid kiss swept in, and he took the woman's lips in his mouth, and while kissing, the man's military coat quickly peeled off, flung out, and fell under the bed.

The sound of the man's feet rubbing against the military boots, the sound of the military boots falling to the ground, the creaking sound of the bed, and the man's body covered it.

Huang Fuchen kissed the woman's eyebrows and eyes hotly, the bridge of the nose, and the small mouth, sucking in it, this sweet aroma, the rough hot palm went up and down, sometimes rubbed the woman's thin waist, and hurriedly untied the woman's clothes.

Ye Yanran was kissed so much that she was about to lose her strength, the smell of wine and heavy gasping came to her nose, and a pair of small hands wanted to refuse, but there was no room for resistance.

Fluffy. The feeling of softness, the whole consciousness was instantly blurred by the man's fanatical kiss.

The hot and humid lips licked back and forth at the woman's heart.

The tight lower abdomen touched Ye Yanran a little bit.

Huang Fuchen suddenly let go of his lips, raised his intoxicated and deep eyes, stared at the woman under him, and his voice was hoarse, "Yan'er... You taste so delicious, yes, that's it. ”

Ye Yanran looked confused, and looked at the man in front of her in a daze, she was sleeping in a daze, and she was overwhelmed by such an offensive.

"Yan'er." Huang Fuchen's rough palm rubbed the woman's face and rubbed the woman's delicate skin.

"You like me, don't you?" Huang Fuchen's palm stopped at the woman's heart, and nodded, the expectation in his eyes seemed to be to get a woman's affirmative answer, and it was more of a strong request.

Ye Yanran looked at the man in front of her silently, and did not respond for a long time, thinking in her heart, which play was Huang Fuchen singing in the middle of the night.

"Don't answer?" Huang Fuchen smiled deeply, "Ordinary people say that a husband and wife are a hundred days a day, Yan'er, you said that Ben Shuai spoiled you for a day, this is my feeling, Ben Shuai doesn't believe that you don't, I must like it so much in my heart." ”

Ye Yanran listened, first asked for a look, and soon her eyes flowed, and she snorted coldly in her heart.

Ye Yanran looked at the man above her head with fierce eyes, and raised her eyebrows, "According to what you say, does the young marshal like Yanran?" ”

Huang Fuchen was asked so rhetorically, he was suddenly recruited, staring at the woman's cold and sneering eyes, he suddenly had a feeling of frustration, moved his lips, wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it at all, a flower bloomed in his heart, and the flower slowly bloomed, wanting to stretch out the man's throat and confide in his heart.

Look at each other quietly.

Huang Fuchen hooked his lips and smiled deeply, his fingers curled, and he scratched the bridge of the woman's nose, "Cunning woman, it's so difficult for you to admit that you like Ben Shuai?" ”

Ye Yanran lowered her eyes, and her voice was cold, "No! I've never liked you! But I am aware of one fact, you are my husband. ”

"You~!" The smile on the corner of Huang Fuchen's lips froze instantly, and the flowers that bloomed in his heart instantly withered.

The man's palm grabbed the woman's ankle, pulled it out, and fell down with a heavy voice, "Hold on!" ”

Ye Yanran was annoyed for a while, and put her hands on the man's chest, "Young marshal, I'm not feeling well, since you spent the night at the two sisters' these days, I believe they will still look forward to you going." ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something, but he was annoyed, stretched out his hand and patted the woman's face, in a playful tone, "They are not as fresh as you, and they are not as delicate as you, so they will get tired of it in four days, and they are still thinking about coming to your house." ”

When the words fell, the man's palm ripped open the woman's clothes, and the cold feeling hit Ye Yanran's heart, which was more disgusting.

Ye Yanran slapped the man's back vigorously with both hands, "You get out of here!" Disgusting filthy people, get out of here! ”

Huang Fuchen's palm rudely pulled away the woman's leg and sank abruptly, "Disgusting? Dirty? Then disgusting you, dirty you, even better! ”

"Hmm... Yes~~! Ye Yanran screamed in pain.

"You know it hurts?" Huang Fuchen's voice was a little playful.

Ye Yanran tightened her willow eyebrows, and her arms pinched the man's neck, "Huang Fuchen!" Didn't you say that I was not the only woman, didn't you say that I had to do it, what are you going to do!! You're backsliding ... Yes! ”

Huang Fuchen slammed it fiercely, pinching the woman's chin with his palm, "It's true that you're not the only one, but it's not your turn to say which house this handsome wants to enter!" ”

"Hmm..." The woman's lips were bitten by the man's hair.

The wooden bed shook and banged against the wall, the tip of the tongue curling with the woman's moaning tongue.

The night was long, and little by little the black night disappeared to welcome the morning light.

In the wing, on the bed, Huang Fuchen ravaged the woman for several hours, and finally lay down.

The man's body leaned against the woman's body and fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Yanran closed her eyes, tired and dyed her eyebrows, she slept very deeply, her body was pressed almost numb, and in her sleep, she felt faintly uncomfortable, but she slept very deeply, and she couldn't open her eyes.

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The next morning dawned, and the servants had been up for several hours, and were busy everywhere.

Inside the room, the charcoal stove had been extinguished to ashes, and the bed tent was shaking, and the smell of fishy food was strong.

"Hmm." Ye Yanran wrung her willow eyebrows tightly, screamed in a low voice, and looked at the man's enlarged handsome face above her head.

A moment later, Huang Fuchen rolled over from the woman's body and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Yanran curled up in the futon and shivered.

Huang Fuchen looked sideways at the trembling woman, hooked his lips and smiled deeply, stepped forward, his arms suddenly hugged the woman, and his voice was demagogic and cold, "Yan'er, you have been emotionally moved by this handsome." ”

Ye Yanran raised a crimson cheek, her eyes crossed with embarrassment and indescribable shyness, and suddenly lowered her eyes again.

The man's rough palm rubbed the woman's lower abdomen, and his voice was hoarse, "Yan'er, there are so many here, enough for you to give birth to a son for Ben Shuai." ”

Ye Yanran's eyes froze, and she hooked her lips and sneered, "Maybe I won't be able to give birth." ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes dimmed slightly, and he hooked his lips and smiled deeply, "Yan'er, from today onwards, Ben Shuai will stay in your house every night, and your stomach will move sooner or later." ”

Huang Fuchen rubbed the woman's lower abdomen, thinking that he was pregnant with such a son with a handle, and his heart was sweet with joy.

Ye Yanran shuddered all over, and looked sideways at the man, "No! Huang Fuchen, you have other women, you can't stay in my room every night, my body can't stand you. ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, a panic crossed his eyes, and when he remembered what happened in the two women's rooms, his heart was blocked.

"You can let them bear sons for you, and so can they!" Ye Yanran added anxiously, thinking in her heart that she had drunk the avoidance soup for a while, and she would not be pregnant for a while, and Huang Fuchen, a breeding pig, was afraid that the bamboo basket would be empty.

As soon as Huang Fuchen thought of the two women, Chen Wanwan and Zhu Bilian, he suddenly felt more and more resistant, and his sword eyebrows furrowed.

"They can't give birth, one has been in the house for more than five years, and the other has been in the house for four years, if these two women could have given birth, they would have given birth a long time ago, and it is clear that they can't give birth." Huang Fuchen said impatiently, as if he was explaining something to Ye Yanran.

Ye Yanran's eyes fell coldly on the man's shirtless chest, "Maybe it's you who won't give birth?" ”

"What did you say!!" Huang Fuchen's voice was a little heavier.

Ye Yanran's eyes looked directly into the man's eyes, "Huang Fuchen, don't you think it's strange?" You've been married to so many wives, and you've had two daughters for seven years, and that's your problem, not like theirs! "

"Ye Yanran!! You're looking for death! Huang Fuchen's voice was furious, and he turned over and pressed the woman, "The woman who owes it to clean up!" ”

"When I didn't say it! Huang Fuchen, you get up! Ye Yanran reacted and angered the man again.

"The words have been spoken, like water spilled out, and you can't take it back!" Huang Fuchen took advantage of the situation to pull the woman's leg again.

"Bastard!" Ye Yanran felt a thick overflow between her legs, and she was very annoyed, and she was going to bully herself again.

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It was almost noon, it was already the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the warm sun was shining on the earth, and the snow and ice around it began to melt, and the cold became more and more pressing.

In the courtyard outside the wing door, Adjutant Chen was pacing back and forth not far away, looking at the closed door, wanting to step forward and knock on the door, but retreated.

"Adjutant Chen, hasn't the young marshal gotten up yet?" Ye Yanhai found the backyard of the east chamber, saw Adjutant Chen, and immediately stepped forward.

Adjutant Chen turned around, looked at Ye Yanhai, and said in surprise, "General Ye, why are you here?" ”

"The young marshal asked me to come to the study yesterday in the morning to wait, and I saw that it was noon." Ye Yanhai naturally spoke.

Adjutant Chen listened, nodded understandingly, and pointed to the main wing in the center not far away, "The young marshal is still resting inside." ”

Ye Yanhai's eyes sank slightly, thinking in his heart, in the days of the previous Qizhou campaign, the young marshal got up early in the morning, rushed to the military and political hall early, and held a military morning meeting, these days have postponed the time to the afternoon, and the location has become the barracks.

Ye Yanhai thought about it and said, "Adjutant Chen, there is a new aunt in the room. ”

When Adjutant Chen heard this, he was stunned for a moment, "How could it be?" Inside is General Ye, your sister. ”

When Ye Yanhai heard this, he laughed twice with an indescribable face, wanting to ask something, but he wanted to ask the young marshal later.

Adjutant Chen looked at Ye Yanhai and was silent, thinking about something, and lowered his voice in Ye Yanhai's ears, "General Ye, since this young marshal married your sister, he doesn't go to other wives' houses. ”

Ye Yanhai listened, and suddenly realized in his heart, smiled at Adjutant Chen, and didn't ask anything more.

A moment later, the door of the wing room was pushed open, and Huang Fuchen walked out of the wing room in a military uniform.

Adjutant Chen and Ye Yanhai both greeted him.

"Young marshal!"

"Young marshal!" Ye Yanhai stood in front of Emperor Fuchen and glanced at the slightly open door of the wing.

Huang Fuchen looked at Ye Yanhai, "General Ye, you come to the study with me first!" ”

When the words fell, Ye Yanhai was about to leave with Huang Fuchen, Huang Fuchen stopped and looked at Adjutant Chen, "Don't come with me first, go and tell the cook to get a table of food and send it to the eighth aunt's house." ”

"Yes! Young marshal! ”

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In the wing room, on the bed, Ye Yanran covered the futon and sat up, her long hair like ink was scattered, covering her white and tender skin, and the pink marks falling on her collarbones were reverie.

Ye Yanran's legs stiffly parted slightly, the thick overflow, and the entire willow eyebrows frowned.

Ye Yanran covered her mouth and nose with her hands, and the unpleasant smell of fishy food made her nauseous for a while.

"Disgusting man!" Ye Yanran cursed.

After a while, Ye Yanran got out of bed with the futon.

turned around and looked back at the bed, there were a lot of water stains on the peach-colored sheets, Ye Yanran turned around all of a sudden, and didn't look at it anymore.

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In the study, Ye Yanhai stood straight.

Huang Fuchen stretched out his hand and motioned to Ye Yanhai, "Sit!" Don't stand, now it's just you and me, we are all a family, so there is no need to be so stubborn. ”

Ye Yanhai sat down and looked at Huang Fuchen, "Young marshal, you asked me to come, do you want to discuss Jin Sihan again... "

"Slow!" Huang Fuchen raised his hand and stopped Ye Yanhai's words, "Let you come today, don't talk about official affairs, talk about some private matters." ”

Ye Yanhai paused, and naturally smiled, "Young marshal, in fact, I also want to tell you something private today." ”

"But please speak first, young marshal." Ye Yanhai stretched out his hand to signal.

Huang Fuchen's eyes flashed a little light, flickered, and he was silent for a moment, "That... Ben Shuai asked Adjutant Chen to invite craftsmen to work in the deserted backyard of the Shuai's mansion, and repaired a study and a flower room. ”

Huang Fuchen paused.

Ye Yanhai said incomprehensibly, "Young Marshal, what is this?" ”

"Ben Shuai plans to give it to Yan'er and surprise her!" Huang Fuchen's expression was a little unnatural, avoiding Ye Yanhai's stunned gaze.

Ye Yanhai listened, was silent for a while, thought in his heart, and slowly spoke, "Young marshal, this study Yanran will definitely like it, and the girl in this flower room will also like it." ”

Huang Fuchen nodded slightly, "It's just that this study and flower room are still empty, do you know the books and flowers that Yan'er likes?" ”

Ye Yanhai listened, suddenly understood, and smiled, "I know, after all, she is my sister, she has lived together since she was a child, most of the books I like are medical books, and I like a lot of flowers, I love orchids, and I like ice cream flowers in the snow the most." ”

"Ice Cream Flower?" Huang Fuchen frowned slightly, "What kind of flower is that?" ”

"Oh!" Ye Yanhai thought for a while, and naturally explained, "Bingling flowers grow in the ice and snow, most of them are in the barren mountains, blooming in the cold winter season, when she was a child, she took Yanran to the suburbs on horseback, and she would look for it every time." ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes flashed with a pleasant color of surprise, and the image of a woman smiling gently at herself when she saw the ice cream flowers in the flower room came to mind...

Little by little, the picture expands in my mind...

Pots of flowers, piled with pine snow, and ice cream flowers blooming on them.

"Yan'er, do you like it? Do you like this flower room? Huang Fuchen wrapped his arms around the woman's thin waist, kissed the woman's hair, and asked softly.

Ye Yanran turned around, her beautiful face smiled warmly, and her arms tenderly hooked Huang Fuchen's neck, "Young marshal, Yan'er likes it here so much, thank you young marshal." ”

"How thanks? A handsome bite of the parent, huh? ”

Ye Yanran's willow eyebrows are bent, her eyes are smart, like a full spring river, and her delicate lips fall on a man's lips.

"Yan'er, are you okay here?" Huang Fuchen put his arms around the woman's waist and slowly lay down on the floor of the flower room, the ground covered with a golden silk carpet.

"Young marshal. You are bad~~" Ye Yanran hugged Huang Fuchen's neck and nodded shyly, "Well, young marshal, you are lighter." ”

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"Young marshal? Young marshal? Ye Yanhai on the side shouted a few times in a row, looking at Huang Fuchen who was distracted in front of him, and on his always cold face, there was a trace of stunned soft smile, which made Ye Yanhai feel pimples all over his body.

"Young marshal?" Ye Yanhai screamed again, muttering in his heart, what's wrong with this young marshal? Why do you get carried away thinking about something while you are talking?

"Young marshal?!" Ye Yanhai's voice was a little heavier, and he raised his hand in front of Huang Fuchen's eyes, shaking it up and down vigorously.

Huang Fuchen suddenly came back to his senses, and suddenly fixed his sword eyebrows in shock, and looked at Ye Yanhai in front of him, "General Ye!" What are you doing so close to Ben Shuai!! ”

Ye Yanhai trembled, and hurriedly took a step back, "Young marshal, I called you several times just now, but you didn't hear it, so I got closer." ”

When Huang Fuchen was said this, he suddenly remembered what he had just remembered, and suddenly hooked his lips comfortably, and ordered in a deep voice, "That... General Ye, you go back and write down most of the books and flowers that Yan'er likes, and give them to Adjutant Chen. ”

Ye Yanhai was stunned again and nodded, "That's okay!" ”

"Well, you don't have anything to do and go to the barracks first, the matter of the single army will be discussed in detail in the barracks!"

Ye Yanhai was silent for a moment, and then spoke, "Young Marshal, I have always wanted to ask you about Yanran. ”

"What?" Huang Fuchen suddenly came to the spirit.

Ye Yanhai thought for a while and said, "I heard my father say about the Yanran Lotus Brand, Yanhai wanted to ask, if there is no Lotus Brand, or if Yanran can't give birth to a son, will the young marshal correct Yanran's name in the future?" ”

Huang Fuchen's face suddenly turned cold, his deep eyes sank, and he said in a deep voice, "General Ye, the lotus brand has always grown behind Yan'er, so if there is no if, this handsome will love your sister the most, this son will definitely be from Yan'er, it is only a matter of time before she is justified, General Ye can rest assured." ”

Ye Yanhai had a hidden anger in his heart, and finally spoke again, "Young marshal, my sister has been erudite and talented since she was a child, and her mind is delicate, after passing through the private school, she has also been to the foreigner school, and she has also gone abroad to drink foreign ink, such a woman is rare, which makes her the eighth aunt, if it is at the beginning, I will definitely oppose it strongly, Yanhai implores the young marshal, if Yanhai succeeds this time, please the young marshal immediately correct the name of Yanran!" Must be married! ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes sank, stepped forward, looked at Ye Yanhai, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Sure enough, it's my eldest brother, it's really for Yan'er's sake." ”

Huangfuchen paused, "This righteous name also has to be Yan'er's own will, from beginning to end, your sister has never really treated Ben Shuai." ”

Huang Fuchen dropped these words, and his eyes crossed a line of loss, but he didn't notice it at all, and the heartstrings in his heart were tugging.

"If she took the initiative to ask Ben Shuai for the position of the young marshal's wife, Ben Shuai didn't say that she wouldn't give it!" Huang Fuchen spread out his hands.

Huang Fuchen stepped forward and looked at Ye Yanhai, "The problem is that your sister who has drunk foreign ink has a too strong temperament, and Ben Shuai gave this eighth aunt too much identity, sharpen her sharpness, and I will wait for her to ask for it." ”

Ye Yanhai listened, and naturally knew in his heart that Yanran was still haunted by the feelings with Zhuo Shao, and he must have looked down on his reputation, hey! Ye Yanhai was silent instantly.

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In the backyard of the Shuaifu, the maids and women who do handymen are busy.

Rose is Ye Yanran's personal maid, and her natural identity is different from those rough girls, and with those girls, she packed up a lot of sheets that were changed from the side room.

"Rose, you have to wash them all, right?" The rough maid washed a basin of clothes and bedding, and her hands were red from the cold.

Rose nodded, "Yes, it should be cleaned." ”

Rose pulled out the sheet from the barrel and put it under the bed, the thick stain, the smell of fishy food, instantly wafted away.

How could those maids not understand this man's things, washing too much, cleaning up more, naturally everyone understands in their hearts. Everyone looked at each other and laughed.

"Rose, this young marshal really hurts Aunt Eight to death."

Rose raised her head triumphantly, "That's it! My young lady is beautiful and smart, which of course pleases the young marshal. ”

Until Rose left, Zhu Bilian, who had been standing outside, took her personal maid into the backyard, and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the sheet.

Zhu Bilian's eyes fell on the sheet fiercely, and the thick water stains in the big pile were so angry that her brows froze, and her face turned blue and white for a while.

I said how could the young marshal not work, it turned out that the sassy hooves were playing tricks, so the young marshal ran into her house.

A woman who studies medicine, shouldn't she have given some medicine to the young marshal...

Zhu Bilian angrily threw down the futon and turned to leave, and the group of mothers-in-law and maids behind her immediately gathered around and whispered.

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In the east wing, there was a table full of food.

Ye Yanran bathed and changed clothes, picked up chopsticks, and ate the meal, her stomach really felt very hungry, and she was tossed by the man all night.

Ye Yanran thought of the man's endless going in and out of his body, and he also did such a thing on those two women.

Ye Yanran suddenly dropped the chopsticks in her hand, feeling sick for a while.

"What? Unappetizing meals? A well-rounded voice came, and Huang Fuchen stepped into the chamber with his back hand.

After Ye Yanhai left, Huang Fuchen prepared to have lunch with Ye Yanran before going to the barracks.

Ye Yanran looked up at the man who had gone and returned, and was stunned for a moment, "Why are you back again?" ”

Huang Fuchen stepped forward very naturally, sat next to Ye Yanran, and gestured to the rose on the side, "Go and prepare another pair of chopsticks for Ben Shuai!" ”

"Yes! Young marshal! Rose hurriedly and happily ran out of the door.

Huang Fuchen looked at Ye Yanran's fallen chopsticks, his dark brown pupils shrank slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Why don't you eat it?" Keep eating, it took a lot of effort last night, and you can't do it if you don't eat! ”

When the words fell, Huang Fuchen reached out and took Ye Yanran's chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of chicken leg for him, and landed on Ye Yanran's rice.

Seeing this, Ye Yanran hesitated for a while, continued to eat, avoid talking to this man, and ate slowly.

"Young marshal, your dishes and chopsticks!" Rose came in from outside and placed a pair of chopsticks in front of Huang Fuchen.

Huang Fuchen picked up the chopsticks, glanced at the woman who was eating with her head down, and there was a trace of indescribable satisfaction in her heart, and she still smiled without any notice.

Huang Fuchen followed to eat, he also felt hungry and hungry, every time he spent a night with this woman, he had to exhaust all his strength to toss to death.

Huang Fuchen ate quickly, eating two bowls in a row, and his speed slowed down.

"Yan'er, your eldest brother told Ben Shuai about you just now." Huang Fuchen suddenly spoke.

Ye Yanran stopped eating and looked at Huang Fuchen, "What did my eldest brother say?" ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes looked directly at the woman's phoenix eyes, a little deep, a little tentative, and his tone was frivolous, "He wants Ben Shuai to correct your name and make you a young marshal's wife!" ”

Ye Yanran was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then quickly calmed down her emotions and fell in a cold voice, "Young marshal, don't worry about this, I am too willing to be your eighth aunt, I will explain everything to my eldest brother." ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes darkened, his eyebrows were dyed with a hint of displeasure, and his thin lips came out in a cold voice, "The young marshal's wife is the future overseer's wife, Ye Yanran, have you figured it out?" ”