Ye Yanran listened to Huang Fuchen say that, and didn't say anything more, because she couldn't tell the fact that Ah Zhuo was still alive, but Ah Zhuo didn't want to see Jin Xueli, so even if he knew, he wouldn't do anything. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ye Yanran thought that Jin Xueli wanted to seduce Huang Fuchen, and she was very unhappy in her heart, and she couldn't understand why this woman would want to marry her eldest uncle.

Moments later.

In the study, the lemon yellow light sprinkled down, gilding the antique bookshelf and desk.

"Poof~~" With a sound, Jin Xue knelt on the ground on both knees, and kept sobbing towards Huang Fuchen, "Dashuai, please don't let me remarry!" I don't want to remarry even if I die! I'm going to stay in the Overseer's House... ”

Jin Xueli rubbed her handkerchief, knelt on the ground, crawled to Huang Fuchen step by step, stretched out her hand and grabbed Huang Fuchen's trouser legs, "Please, handsome!" Please, I won't remarry when I die, I was born a member of the Huangfu family, and I am also a ghost of the Huangfu family when I die! ”

Huang Fuchen listened, hooked his lips and smiled coldly, lowered his head, and looked at Jin Xueli condescendingly, "Don't worry, you will still be the daughter-in-law of the Huangfu family!" ”

When Jin Xueli heard this, she raised her head incredulously and looked at Huang Fuchen, "Dashuai, you... What do you mean by that? ”

Huang Fuchen snorted coldly, "What do you mean, you'll know soon!" ”

"No, no, no!" Jin Xueli shook her head excitedly, "Dashuai, I don't want to remarry!" I don't want to remarry! ”

Jin Xueli tightly clung to Huang Fuchen's trousers.

"I'm sorry for you!" Huang Fuchen smashed it coldly, coldly pulled out the trouser leg that was grabbed by Jin Xueli, and strode out of the study.

After a while, Huang Fuchen's voice sounded outside the study to explain Adjutant Chen, "Adjutant Chen, send Young Grandma Zhuo back to her yard immediately!" ”

"Yes! Handsome! Adjutant Chen fell in response.

Huang Fuchen left the study, Jin Xueli sobbed, and immediately knelt on the ground, tears flowing.

In the dead of night.

Huang Fuchen pushed open the door of the wing, and just stepped in, the man took a look at the scene in the room, lighting two red candles and lanterns on the floor, and steaming water behind the screen.

It was the bathing water prepared for the maid and Huang Fuchen.

Huang Fuchen glanced at it, quickly walked around the back of the screen, untied his clothes and began to bathe.

In the inner room of the wing room, Ye Yanran was lying on the bed, obviously hearing the movement outside, turned slightly sideways, faced the inner wall of the bed, and closed her eyes.

A moment later.

After the man bathed, he wore dark blue silk trousers, shirtless, and walked towards the inner room, his tall body, bowing his head slightly and bypassing the door curtain.

Approaching the bed, Huang Fuchen lifted the bed tent, glanced at the woman sleeping sideways in the bed with a dark gaze, and his eyes sank.

After a while, the man came to the bed.

Then an arm came sideways, wrapped around the woman's arm, pulled slightly, and pulled the woman's body into his arms.

Ye Yanran seemed to be aware, but she let the man pull her into her arms and pretended to be asleep.

Huang Fuchen hugged the woman into his arms, propped up his arms slightly, those deep eyes, the soft light fell on the woman's face, looked deeply, thought in his heart, it seemed that he was asleep.

Huang Fuchen lay down, continued to hug the woman, and closed his eyes.

Time has passed for a while ...

Ye Yanran heard the snoring of the man above her head, opened her eyes slightly, raised her eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief, because tonight, Ye Yanran felt unusually messy in her heart.

Azhuro is alive, he's alive! What would Huang Fuchen do if he knew that the younger brother he was about to kill was not dead?

The more Ye Yanran thought about it, the more she felt that she couldn't let Huang Fuchen know the fact that Ah Zhuo was still alive, and even met with herself, how strong this man's desire to control herself was, Ye Yanran was not unclear.

。。。

The next day dawned, the morning light was slightly dewy, and the courtyard outside the wing house was sprinkled with dew.

Ye Yanran rubbed her sleepy eyes slightly, and was about to get up.

"Yan'er. Wait. Huang Fuchen wrapped his arms around the woman's body and pressed it.

Ye Yanran looked at the man above her head slightly, her murmuring voice was still the kind of confusion that had just woken up, "Huh? Dashuai, what's wrong? ”

Huang Fuchen stretched out his hand and scratched the bridge of the woman's nose, and asked softly, "Did you sleep well last night?" ”

Ye Yanran listened and nodded slightly, "Hmm." OK.. ”

The next moment, Huang Fuchen smiled deeply, turned over in an instant, and pressed on the woman, "Since you are rested, just lie down obediently for a while, let me hurt you, huh?" ”

Ye Yanran lowered her eyes slightly, thought about it, and looked at the man above her head, "Aren't you going back to Qizhou?" Do you still have to go to the street to buy goods? ”

Huang Fuchen stretched out his palm and brushed the woman's hair, and smiled, "Yan'er, won't this delay me from loving you?" A moment of effort? Well? ”

"Was that a moment of effort?" Ye Yanran muttered in a low voice.

When Huang Fuchen heard this, he couldn't help but hook the woman's chin, staring at the woman's eyes with deep eyebrows, raising his other hand and rubbing the corners of the woman's eyes with his fingers.

"Yan'er, why do I feel like you're so cold? Aren't you so emotional every time? ”

Ye Yanran listened, a little uncomfortable, more embarrassed, she also knew that her love tide was high, the kind of uncontrollable entanglement of men.

"Huang Fuchen, you are not ashamed!" Ye Yanran slapped the man's palm holding her chin behind her and turned her head away.

"Heh~~" Huang Fuchen saw it and chuckled, "Yan'er, you pretended to be asleep last night, and you pretended to be quite similar, and at a moment's notice, there is really such a thing." ”

Ye Yanran looked at the man in astonishment, with incredible eyes, "How do you know?" ”

Huang Fuchen stretched out his hand and pinched the woman's face, and said with a smile, "Under your eyelids, your eyeballs are rolling and turning, you can't see me?" Well? ”

Ye Yanran was silent, her eyes were full of indescribable meaning, and she looked at the man's eyes.

Huang Fuchen stretched out his palm and lifted the skirt at the base of the woman's legs.

"I let you have a good rest last night, now don't refuse me again, let me hurt!" Huang Fuchen quickly raised the woman's skirt.

"Yan'er, I've married so many women, I've really never seen a woman as cold as you." Huang Fuchen said casually.

Ye Yanran listened, her heartstrings suddenly tightened, and she grabbed Huang Fuchen's palm, her eyes were a little sharper, and her voice revealed a trace of anger, "Huang Fuchen, don't touch me!" I'm going to get up and buy some Zhaoyang Songhua cake, and blue and white wine to take back to Qizhou for my father and eldest brother. ”

Huang Fuchen was taken aback by Ye Yanran's sudden angry appearance, "Yan'er, why do you seem to be angry?" What's wrong? Let me hurt, huh? ”

Ye Yanran raised her hands and pushed the man's chest open, "You get up!" Said I don't want it! I'm going to buy things. ”

"Yan'er!" Huang Fuchen didn't like the feeling of being eager to try and was abruptly interrupted again, why is this woman so disobedient and not docile, every time she wants to ask for joy, she has to toss for a while, so that she can say something wrong.

Ye Yanran's gaze fell on the man's palm, the palm holding his arm, raised his eyes, swept the man's face coldly, and smashed it down in a cold voice, "Huang Fuchen!" Are you planning to overlord the bow like this? ”

The fire in Huang Fuchen's eyes was extinguished in an instant, and he stared at the woman's cold eyes for a long time.

The next moment, Huang Fuchen turned over and landed, walked to the hanger on the side, ripped off the clothes on his head, and began to dress.

Huang Fuchen was wearing clothes, thinking about something, I only saw Huang Fuzhuo last night, and I won't touch it today, hehe~~, what a ruthless woman!

Huang Fuchen buttoned the second button, hiding a sense of anger in his heart, and his face tightened.

Ye Yanran was stunned when she saw that the man suddenly became cold, and she didn't have any stronger demands, which didn't seem to be in line with his usual forced style.

However, Ye Yanran thought that it would be best to let go of tossing herself.

。。。。

In the morning, on the bustling street, a car drove slowly.

In the back seat of the car, Ye Yanran was sitting, and Huang Fuchen's eyes on the side fell coldly in front of him, and he fell in a deep voice, "Yan'er, I bought this pine cake and blue and white wine, do you want to buy some more fruit cakes from Zhaoyang, I remember that the year before last, I went to your house and saw this dish at your house." ”

When Ye Yanran heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and looked at Huang Fuchen, "You... Do you remember? ”

Huang Fuchen's eyebrows deepened a little, stared at the woman's eyes, bowed slightly, and responded softly, "What happened to me and you in the month before last, I still can't forget it." ”

Ye Yanran was mentioned by a man like this, and naturally remembered that year, when she was taken by this man as her own, she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart?

"Do you still regret it?" Huang Fuchen suddenly approached his face and asked faintly.

Ye Yanran met the man's eyes, the faint and soft eyes, reflecting her face deeply and shallowly, very clearly.

"Answer me! Do you still regret marrying me? ”

Ye Yanran looked at Huang Fuchen and moved her lips slightly, "You are Han Hancheng's father, there is nothing to regret." ”