"Come here!!" Huang Fuchen fell to the ground in a heavy voice, "I want to hug you and let me see your face." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Ye Yanran listened, snorted lightly in her heart, and fell back lightly, "It's nothing to look at." ”

Seeing this, Huang Fuchen stood up suddenly, strode forward, bent down, and picked up the woman at once, "Playing tricks?" Well? ”

Huang Fuchen pressed the woman on his thighs at once, and the man's sturdy legs parted at once, falling down the woman's body, clamping the woman's crotch, and almost imprisoning the woman's body.

"Women play tricks, Ben Shuai allows." Huang Fuchen rubbed the woman's waist, and slowly slid up along the woman's delicate lines.

The man's finger stopped at the woman's heart and tapped the woman's heart, "But think of me here, not about people who don't matter." ”

Ye Yanran sat a little stiff, raised her eyes, staring at the man's eyes, in the room, the light was not too bright, shining under his eyes, like a vast starlight, delicately fragmented, dotted with unfathomable feelings.

"Yan'er, can you listen?" Huang Fuchen grabbed the woman's hand with one palm, and then pressed it on the woman's heart, "Your heart, now you can only pretend to be a handsome man, and you can add our son in the future, huh?" ”

Ye Yanran was silent, her eyes were clear and flickering, and she wanted to withdraw her hand, but she was grabbed by the man more and more.

"Did this slap hurt today?" Huang Fuchen's other palm loosened the woman's thin waist, touched the woman's cheek, and stroked it gently.

"Isn't it hard to feel good? Well? Huang Fuchen's voice was low and hoarse, trying to get the kind of complaints and grievances that women had.

Ye Yanran's eyes were pale, she didn't have the heart to answer such a question at all, and suddenly raised her eyes, "Huang Fuchen, I'm hungry, hurry up and have someone send dinner." ”

Huang Fuchen listened, a loss crossed his heart, an inexplicable loss, but he didn't notice it, he dropped the woman from the middle of his thigh, landed on the chair, and stood up.

Huang Fuchen opened the door and shouted outside, "Adjutant Chen! ”

"Young marshal, please command!" Adjutant Chen hurriedly ran over from the staircase.

"Tell the shopkeeper to serve the food immediately, and warm a pot of good wine by the way! The best kind! ”

"Young marshal, I'll go now!" Adjutant Chen was about to turn around.

"Wait!" Huang Fuchen thought of something and stopped him.

Adjutant Chen turned around quickly, Huang Fuchen glanced at the woman in the room, lowered his voice and commanded something in Adjutant Chen's ear, Adjutant Chen nodded again and again, followed by a glance in the room, and quickly ran downstairs.

A moment later, the shopkeeper brought a table of food with his men, and a pot of warm wine was dropped.

Huang Fuchen picked up the chopsticks on the table, "Eat!" See if it suits your appetite, you can also add dishes! ”

Ye Yanran listened, and somehow felt a little weird, but she didn't think much about it, until now, she has barely eaten anything, and her stomach has long been hungry.

Both of them were hungry, both eating, and after a while, half of the dishes on the table were gone.

Ye Yanran dropped the chopsticks in her hand, "I'm full, you use it slowly." ”

Ye Yanran got up and was about to turn around, when Huang Fuchen grabbed the woman's arm with a palm, "What are you going to do?" ”

Ye Yanran pulled out her arm, "Go and pack your luggage and get two clothes." ”

Huang Fuchen listened, as if he felt a little relieved, and continued to eat the third bowl of rice, when he was practicing before, he could eat four bowls of rice in one meal, thinking that he had been hungry for a day, and looked at Ye Yanran, who was packing up his clothes in the inner room, hooked his lips and smiled, for some reason he was a little excited, and after thirty years, he became more and more excited.

Huang Fuchen smiled in his heart while eating, Ye Yanran, this abrasive little goblin.

Huang Fuchen dropped the empty bowl, and at this time, there was a knock on the door outside the door, and Adjutant Chen's voice said, "Young marshal, it's here." ”

Huang Fuchen stepped forward and opened the door, took the porcelain jar in Adjutant Chen's hand, and said in a low voice, "You can go and rest." ”

"Yes! Young marshal, there will be soldiers guarding the staircase, and there will be men who will bring washing water up. Adjutant Chen retreated.

In the inner room, Ye Yanran opened the suitcase, took out a set of thick kaftans and trousers, looked at it in a daze, glanced at the bed behind her, and looked out again, thinking in her heart that this night, this man must be going to have a rainy day with him.

Thinking of this, Ye Yanran frowned, she didn't like Huang Fuchen sticking to herself so facelessly every time, every time she worked tirelessly, making people feel trembling, an indescribable disgust, and upset.

"What is this shirt for?" Huang Fuchen's voice was low, and he didn't know when he stood behind Ye Yanran.

Huang Fuchen stepped forward, picked up the shirt in Ye Yanran's hand with his palm, looked at it a few times, and then looked at Ye Yanran, "Is this planning to change to sleep at night?" ”

Ye Yanran lowered her eyes and nodded, "Hmm... ”

"Heh~~" Huang Fuchen laughed in a low voice, stepped forward, bent his waist slightly, and wrapped his arms around the woman at once, hugging him, "What do you change, sleep with me, do you need to wear it?" ”

Ye Yanran felt a tingling chill in her back, and she couldn't say that disgust welled up in her heart, "It's cold, I'll be cold if I don't wear it." ”

"Hehe~~" Huang Fuchen couldn't help laughing again, his lips were close to the root of the woman's ear, "With Ben Shuai holding you, how can it make you cold?" Well? ”

"Sleep like that. Not good.. Not steady. Ye Yanran's voice pretended to fall calmly, but her heart was extremely repulsive and unwilling.

"How can you not be down-to-earth? Yan'er, Ben Shuai likes to hurt you, that's very down-to-earth. ”

Huang Fuchen turned the woman's body, his fingers gently hooked the woman's chin, and his voice was mellow like an old wine in the cellar, intoxicated drop by drop, "You let Ben Shuai feel your warmth, and Ben Shuai will also make you feel warm." Practical. ”

Ye Yanran lowered her head, her long eyelashes fanned one by one, her eyes were flustered, and she thought about facing this man's possession calmly, but she still couldn't be calm.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, "Sir, this washing water has been delivered, can you open the door?" ”

Ye Yanran listened, and hurriedly raised her head, "I'll go and bring down the washing water." ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, he grabbed the woman who was about to pull out her legs, "Yan'er, it's late at night, you are a woman, don't open the door, it's not good for other men to see it, I'll go!" ”

Ye Yanran was stunned in place, watching Huang Fuchen walk outside, in a trance, and sneered coldly in her heart, what a crazy and weird thought.

When Huang Fuchen entered the inner room with a basin of washing water, landed on the scaffold, and said to Ye Yanran, "Come here!" ”

Seeing this, Ye Yanran slowly approached, her eyes fell on the basin of washing water, and she raised her eyes, "You wash first." ”

Huang Fuchen's thick black sword eyebrows, the tips of his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked at Ye Yanran with a smile, "Do you know what to do as the eighth aunt who is handsome?" ”

“。。。” Ye Yanran was silent, pondered for a moment, and frowned slightly, "What to do?" ”

Huang Fuchen looked at the confused expression of the woman in front of him, and couldn't help but shake his head, a little mocking, a little joking, "This woman really can't read too many books, and she doesn't know how to serve men?" Married to a wife, don't know how to serve men to wash their faces, bathe, and change clothes? ”

Ye Yanran listened, gasped, and fell back in a cold voice, "I won't, I will only take care of myself." ”

"Really? Didn't your own mother teach you? Huang Fuchen was a little sarcastic, and made up his mind that he wanted to start taming this stubborn and pretentious woman, and he must tame her obediently and obediently to himself.

Ye Yanran listened, and a sour feeling surged up in her heart, and her beautiful eyes glared at the man in front of her, "My mother passed away before I could understand anything, and my father didn't continue the strings, you should know." ”

mentioned the deceased mother, Ye Yanran felt even more aggrieved in her heart, her eyes moistened all of a sudden, and a layer of mist was clothed.

Huang Fuchen saw the anger in the woman's eyes, with a trace of sourness, and his heart softened a little, this is a mention of the woman's sadness, Huang Fuchen felt a little remorseful in his heart, this is all forgotten, Commander Ye has been alone, without a wife for many years.

After a moment of silence, Huang Fuchen breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and his rough palm fell into the basin of water.

The sound of "bang-la-la" water, the brocade cloth was wrung out in the man's palm, and the water was squeezed out of his fingers.

Huang Fuchen spread out the brocade cloth and reached out to touch the woman's cheek.

Ye Yanran was startled and stepped back.

"Don't move, for the sake of mentioning your deceased mother, Ben Shuai will wash your face for you tonight."

Ye Yanran was stunned for a moment, and before she could come to her senses, Huang Fuchen's palm rubbed the cloth on the woman's moist cheeks and rubbed it heavily.

"Hmm... Huang Fuchen! Don't want you to help, I'll wash it myself! Ye Yanran was hurt by the man's heavy hand, and the side of her face that had been fanned was extremely painful.

Ye Yanran pushed away the man's palm, and her cheeks were wiped by hot water, ruddy and ruddy, and even a pair of watery eyes were hazy.

When Huang Fuchen saw it, a feeling of itching and unbearable came to him, the brocade cloth fell into the basin, and he twisted it again, and his voice was hoarse, "Take off your clothes and wipe them on your back." ”

Ye Yanran was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reacted, "No! ”

Ye Yanran stretched out her hand to snatch the brocade cloth from Huang Fuchen's hand, "I'll help you wash your face." ”

Huang Fuchen was unhappy all of a sudden, and suddenly a little inexplicably excited, "Take it off!" Let me see the lotus brand on your back! ”

-End of Chapter-