Chapter 50: Knowingly Asking

Huangfu Zhuo was about to drop his chopsticks, his eyes were suddenly attracted, staring at Ye Yanran's lips, the swollen place, and frowned, "Ran'er, what's wrong with your mouth, you look like the skin is broken?" Is it caused by internal heat? ”

When Ye Yanran heard it, she panicked all of a sudden, her fingers touched her lips, it hurt a little, and when she raised her eyes, she seemed to be sneering at Emperor Fuchen's smiling eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No. It's okay.. Caused by internal heat, I ate too much last night, probably because of the lack of heat in the spleen and stomach. Ye Yanran explained indiscriminately, remembering the hard bite last night, Sen Sen's warning was still in her ears.

"Drink a bowl of six-grain porridge and go to the fire soon!" A tepid voice fell, everyone followed the sound, and everyone's eyes looked at Huang Fuchen in amazement.

Ye Yanran raised her phoenix eyes, a little surprised, and looked at Huang Fuchen stretching out his palm, holding a spoon, spoonful by spoon with a bowl of six-grain porridge, Adjutant Chen, who was standing behind Huang Fuchen, was also stunned, it was the first time he saw that the young marshal would take the initiative to cook for others.

A bowl of porridge was quickly served, Huang Fuchen looked directly at Ye Yanran, held the bowl of porridge in his palm, and stood up suddenly.

In front of everyone's eyes, Huang Fuchen walked towards Ye Yanran with the bowl of porridge, and all the aunts and wives stopped eating and looked at everything in front of them with their eyes fixed.

"Miss Ye, in this marshal's mansion, you're welcome, drink more six grains porridge!" The bowl of porridge in Huang Fuchen's palm fell in front of Ye Yanran, and his tall and straight body bent down slightly.

Ye Yanran's whole heart was beating up and down, and her eyes fell on the bowl of steaming porridge, and the man's thick palm was resolute.

Ye Yanran seemed to be able to feel the breath of the man approaching between her snorts, which was hot and hot.

"Big brother, I'll do this kind of thing!" Huangfu Zhuo helped his gold-rimmed glasses, reacted suddenly, and hurriedly reached out to pick up the bowl of porridge.

Huang Fuchen's palm holding the porridge avoided Huang Fu Zhuo's hand, and his voice was a little colder, "Ah Zhuo, this is the greeting of the eldest brother to the younger siblings, let her pick it up!" ”

When Huang Fuzhuo heard this, he was stunned again, looking at Huang Fuchen in front of him, he seemed to have an inexplicable feeling, but he couldn't say it.

At this time, Ye Yanran stood up suddenly, raised a pair of panicked phoenix eyes, and reached out to take the bowl of porridge in Huang Fuchen's palm.

"Thank you for your concern, Yanran is really sorry!" Ye Yanran's voice was small, more of a shame hidden in his throat, he was the culprit of all this! He's the one who started it!! I was able to make such a caring appearance!!

Huang Fuchen saw Ye Yanran took the bowl of porridge, the pair of phoenix eyes looked at him, revealing a trace of anger, his gaze slid down, falling on the woman's neck, last night's kiss marks were wrapped under the shirt, but the scissor stab wound was still clearly visible.

The corners of Huang Fuchen's lips hooked up a deep smile, and his voice was low, "Miss Ye, didn't you rest last night?" ”

“。。。” Ye Yanran raised her eyes, dumbfounded for a while, is this a knowingly asked?

"What is the explanation for this wound on the neck?" Huang Fuchen's body stood in front of Ye Yanran, Ye Yanran's tall figure only touched the man's chin.

"Ran'er, why do you have a wound on your neck?" Huangfu Zhuo also found out, and suddenly spoke nervously.

Ye Yanran frowned suddenly, her eyes were full of annoyance, staring at Huang Fuchen in front of her, without a trace of fear, did this man want to expose himself in front of Ah Zhuo? It's a big deal!!

"Miss Ye, could this also be caused by internal heat?" Huang Fuchen said meaningfully, and his deep eagle eyes were deeply and shallowly imprinted with a woman's expression, and he hooked his lips as if he was smiling.