Ye Yanran stretched out her hand and pushed the man away, in an unhappy voice, "Huang Fuchen!" Don't be vexatious, I don't know what you're losing your temper today, I'm tired anyway. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Ye Yanran!" Huang Fuchen shouted angrily, "If you call him, you will call him Ah Zhuo, why are you so evasive when you call me!" Either call him by his name, or call me handsome like everyone else! I'm your husband! You should call me Bochen. ”

Ye Yanran was slightly stunned in her heart, this Ah Zhuo, Ye Yanran remembered that he had been dead for a year, it seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed that it was not long ago.

I can't imagine that it's been a year in the blink of an eye...

"What are you thinking?" Huang Fuchen saw that the woman was distracted, and stepped forward to question sharply.

Ye Yanran came back to her senses and looked at Huang Fuchen, "I didn't think about anything, it's just that you mentioned Ah Zhuo, I think he has been dead for more than a year, but I haven't even scanned the paper money for him on his death day." ”

"It's right not to burn!" Huang Fuchen snorted coldly, "The person who did these things should be Jin Xueli, not you!" ”

Ye Yanran's eyes sank, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Indeed, I don't have that qualification." ”

Ye Yanran paused and looked at Huang Fuchen, "Dashuai, you don't have to worry about why I call you Dashuai, but call him Ah Zhuo, I have known Ah Zhuo since I was fourteen years old, how can you say that I can call him Zhuo Shao like everyone else!" ”

Huangfu Chenfei's thin lips were pursed, and the sourness and discomfort in his heart came up for a while.

"No matter how long you have known him, you must remember that you are now married to me and have two sons for me, so you must have no distractions!" Huang Fuchen's voice was stern and angry.

Ye Yanran naturally heard the man's anger, stared at the man's eyes, and looked at it for a long time.

The woman's eyebrows were dyed with sadness, and she approached the man step by step, her voice was shallow, "Huang Fuchen, I have decided to live a good life with you, what are you still doing with Azhuo?" Didn't you kill him? What's the point of mentioning it now? ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes gathered cold, staring at the woman's eyes, and his voice was dull, "You still think that I killed Ah Zhuo?" ”

Ye Yanran turned around, her gaze fell to other places, her eyes were cold, "More than a year ago, not long after Ah Zhuo's accident, the conversation between you and the old Overseer in the study was unfortunately overheard by me. ”

"You dare to eavesdrop?!" Huang Fuchen stepped forward and grabbed the woman's wrist, his eyes sharp and cold.

Huang Fuchen never thought that it would be like this.

Ye Yanran raised her eyes and landed on the man's face, which reminded her of the past and her thoughts were sad.

"Ah Zhuo is a person who has known me for more than six years, saying that he is a lover, no less than a relative, he is dead, and he died so miserably, do you think I don't want to know the truth?"

Huang Fuchen clenched his palms tightly, staring at the woman's already moist phoenix eyes, the indescribable taste in his heart was so sour, so painful.

Ye Yanran's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she looked at the man's eyes clearly, approaching step by step.

"Huang Fuchen, do you know why I fired a shot at you back then, that shot hurt you very badly, but I didn't shoot you to hurt you!"

The tears in Ye Yanran's eyes poured out of her eyes and slowly slipped down.

"I just want you to atone for Azhuo's sins, how miserable he died, you see! He's your own brother, how can you be so ruthless! ”

"Say no more!!" Huang Fuchen roared angrily, his eyes flushed and stared at the woman with teary eyes.

"One day, you will understand everything about Ah Zhuo!" Huang Fuchen fell silently, no matter what he said now, she didn't believe it.

Ye Yanran was silent and had no words.

Huang Fuchen held the woman's wrists tightly with both palms, panting angrily, "Ye Yanran, no matter what happens!" You have to remember that my Huang Fuchen is your only man! Don't betray me again! ”

Ye Yanran raised her tearful eyes, choked up and swallowed her tears, looked at the man, and smiled slightly, "Betrayal? You are the father of my two sons, why should I betray you? ”

Ye Yanran lowered her eyes and landed on the man's palms, "You let go, it hurt me!" ”

Huang Fuchen paused for a moment and let go of his palm.

Ye Yanran raised the back of her hand, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, calmed down, and looked at Huang Fuchen, "You go to the bath, I'll help you get clean clothes." ”

When the words fell, Ye Yanran turned around.

"Yan'er... Huang Fuchen reached out and grabbed the woman's arm, "You really won't betray me again?" Won't run away anymore? ”

Ye Yanran turned around slightly, looked at the man, and slowly shook her head, "No... I'm going to live a good life with you, after all, my dad and my eldest brother don't want to see me and you any more time apart. ”

。。。

Ye Yanran stood in front of a row of rosewood wardrobes, opened the cabinet door, rummaged through the clothes inside, and picked out a pair of dark blue silk shorts.

In this summer, Ye Yanran knew that this man didn't like to wear clothes when he rested, and he was shirtless.

"Yan'er." A pair of sturdy iron arms encircled Ye Yanran from behind, and the man's voice was soft and hoarse.

Ye Yanran swept over the man behind him, this man was stormy a moment ago, and it was a bright and sunny day at this moment.

"Yan'er, I was impulsive just now, don't be angry." Huang Fuchen is like a child who blames himself, and his tone is full of flattery.

Ye Yanran took the pants, turned around, raised her eyes, and looked at the tall man, those eagle eyes, at this moment, became as deep as water, and the original pair of eyes that burned red like a cheetah, which were very different.

Ye Yanran looked at the man, her voice was shallow, "You are always like this every time, and when you are happy, you will admit your mistakes with me, and you can please me with anything." You are unhappy, you lose your temper inexplicably, you are angry, you are either torturing me in bed, or you are mocking me verbally, Huang Fuchen, when will you be able to be normal. ”

"Yan'er... I.. Huang Fuchen paused, and a trace of annoyance rose in his heart.

"When we meet again this time, I haven't mentioned Ah Zhuo again, because I think that the deceased is gone, and I want to let the living live better, for the sake of Hanhan and Chengcheng, I have been trying to live a good life with you, but you have disappointed me again and again." Ye Yanran's eyebrows drooped, and her tear-stained eyes moistened again.

"Yan'er, I'm sorry, I'll never be angry with you again." Huang Fuchen hugged the woman's waist tightly, "I'm just worried about you, and I'm thinking about running away, you've escaped many, many times!" This is the longest time, and it has been more than a year since I escaped. ”

Ye Yanran raised her teary eyes and stared at the man, raising her crying voice, "Huang Fuchen, why did I run away?" Why should I run away? Han Han Chengcheng needs me as a mother. ”

"Because..." Huang Fuchen opened his mouth, but he couldn't say any more, he wanted to say that Huang Fuzhuo was not dead.

Huang Fuchen was silent, his deep eyebrows locked.

If he is not dead, don't tell Yan'er, how long can he hide it, it's best never to know.

Seeing the man's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Ye Yanran froze her expression and frowned, "What's wrong with you today?" ”

Huang Fuchen came back to his senses and looked at Ye Yanran's weeping cheeks, which was so distressing.

"Yan'er." Huang Fuchen suddenly wrapped his arms around the woman's body and hugged him tightly into his arms, "Never betray me!" ”

Ye Yanran listened to the man's dull voice, revealing a suppressed and sad emotion.

Ye Yanran didn't know why, but she also kept silent.

。。。。。

A moment later.

Behind the screen with a hundred flowers tattooed, a large wooden barrel stands.

Huang Fuchen sat in the barrel, his tall body more than half of the edge of the barrel, revealing a strong and hard copper-colored waist.

Ye Yanran stood outside the barrel, scooping the white brocade cloth inside the barrel, and the clear water crossed the man's back, with clear lines.

The sound of rushing water fell, and it was unusually calm.

"Yan'er." Huang Fuchen broke the silence, stretched out his palm, and grabbed the woman's small hand, "Tomorrow is your birthday, what gift do you want?" ”

Ye Yanran frowned slightly, and said softly, "Birthday? ”

"Well, you forgot?" Huang Fuchen turned around and looked at the woman, "What do you want?" ”

Ye Yanran had already remembered that tomorrow was the third day of the eighth month, and her birthday had been forgotten.

Ye Yanran continued to fish for the brocade cloth, rubbed the man's back, and fell back lightly, "No need, accompany Han Hancheng tomorrow." ”

"Don't you spend every day with them?" Huang Fuchen suddenly stood up from the barrel, and between his legs, he could see the bright fighting spirit.

Ye Yanran's eyes swept inadvertently, and she hurriedly avoided it.

"But now I see less than before, during the day grandma and mother always compete to hug them, this afternoon I hugged for a while, and in the evening you gave it to the two nurses, just like that."

As Ye Yanran spoke, she pulled the large piece of brocade cloth on the screen.

At this point, Ye Yanran suddenly remembered one thing, and looked at Huang Fuchen, "By the way, why is my mother suddenly so good to me?" ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, his eyes fell on the brocade cloth in the woman's hand, "You help me dry the water on my body first, and I'll tell you in bed later." ”