Huang Fuchen stepped forward, stared at the woman's swollen cheeks, raised his palm, and touched the woman's cheek, "Does it hurt?" ”

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Huang Fuchen lowered his palm, his thin lips were pursed into a line of arcs, and his eyes stared at the woman in front of him heavily, "If you are safe, you don't deserve these two slaps!" ”

Ye Yanran lowered her eyes, her eyes fell on her toes stagnacly, and she was silent.

Huang Fuchen saw the woman's gloomy and sad appearance, and the slap mark that fell on the side of his face, and the softest part of his heart was stabbed fiercely.

"That's it! All right! Huang Fuchen stepped forward, put one arm around Ye Yanran's shoulder, and his voice softened a little, "Get in the car." ”

Adjutant Chen opened the car door, and Huang Fuchen put his arm around Ye Yanran and got into the back seat of the car.

As the car door closed, Ye Yanran's eyes fell on the car window, and her eyes were confused and lonely.

The car started, and Huang Fuchen looked sideways at the back of the woman's head, and his heart was blocked.

After a long time, after a long star, Huang Fuchen finally spoke, "Have you figured it out?" ”

Ye Yanran moved her ears slightly, but her eyes still fell on the car window, her heart sank to the bottom, and she looked at the scenery that kept flying behind the car, like a bit by bit with Ah Zhuo, disappearing little by little.

Huang Fuchen let go of the palm holding the woman, closed his eyes, and spit out in a cold voice, "Have you corrected your identity?" You are Ben Shuai's eighth aunt, Ah Zhuo should call you the eighth sister-in-law, understand? ”

Ye Yanran's empty eyes were moist, and drops of crystal clear tears overflowed her eyes and slid down her cheeks.

"Do you know what's wrong? If you can't see through it now, these two slaps have been in vain! Huang Fuchen snorted coldly.

Ye Yanran wiped away her tears, turned her head, looked into the man's eyes, and said word by word, "Huang Fuchen!" You are the one who does evil! I wasn't wrong! Zhuo is even more right! But we have to bear all these mistakes, how do you want me to see through them? ”

Huang Fuchen opened his eyes suddenly, his sharp gaze shot at the woman beside him, and pulled the woman's neck with one palm, "Still so stubborn!" Do you and Azhuo still have room to manoeuvre? ”

"No, no. Indeed there is no ... Ye Yanran lowered her eyes, tears fell one by one, and she choked up and lost her thoughts.

"Humph!" Huang Fuchen snorted coldly, "If you know this, then accept your fate!" ”

Huang Fuchen let go of the woman's neck with one palm, looking at Ye Yanran with tears rippling and heartbroken, her heart was very blocked, and her eyes shrank and shrank fiercely.

"Ye Yanran! Stop crying! Huang Fuchen roared angrily.

The driver was taken aback, the car made a deflection, and the driver turned back in a panic while hitting back in the direction of the car, "Young marshal, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" ”

Huang Fuchen glared coldly at the driver in front of him, and then looked at Ye Yanran again, "Ben Shuai told you not to cry, did you hear it?!" ”

Ye Yanran's eyes were stunned, and she slowly reached out, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and wiped them away little by little.

Seeing the woman's slow movements, Huang Fuchen raised his eyebrows anxiously, straightened the woman's body at once, covered the woman's cheeks with his rough palms, and rudely wiped the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes.

"It's ugly to cry! I don't know what looks good with such a look! Huang Fuchen said, unconsciously his voice softened again.

Ye Yanran twitched her nose, suppressed her tears, reached out and slapped Huang Fuchen's palm, and her nasal voice was full of crying, "Don't touch me!" I stopped crying. ”

Huang Fuchen's palm suddenly held Ye Yanran's shoulders, looking at the woman's crying red eyes, pity, annoyance, and indescribable helplessness.

"I don't touch you, who touches you, you are a handsome woman!"

Huang Fuchen's eagle eyes expanded, with an irresistible tone, "Ye Yanran, you heard clearly, in the future, I will want you to accompany you day and night, and I want you to give birth to a son for Ben Shuai!" ”

Ye Yanran sneered coldly in a low voice, "Dream! ”

"What did you say?!" Huang Fuchen suddenly pinched the woman's chin and lifted the woman's cheek, "Say it loudly!" ”

Ye Yanran raised her eyes and met the man's eyes, "I said you dreamed!" ”

"Hahaha~~!" Huangfu Chen laughed loudly, "How could this be a dream? Day and night, this life is very long, and after all, a handsome son will be born! ”

Ye Yanran listened, was stunned for a moment, and a chill ran in her heart, and her whole heart was together, for a lifetime... So long, do you really want to be with this man for the rest of your life?

No! In a pig's eye! Ye Yanran didn't dare to imagine it.

Huang Fuchen saw that the woman kept shaking her head, and wondered for a while, "What are you doing?" Why are you shaking your head? What do you think? ”

Huang Fuchen lowered his head, his gaze fell sharply on the bottom of the woman's eyes, and the trace of panicked luster was in full view.

"What? Afraid that you won't be able to give birth to a son? Rest assured, you will definitely be able to give birth to a son for Ben Shuai! Huang Fuchen stretched out his hand and put his arm around the woman's waist, "I believe you, you must be a woman who has been looking for seven years!" ”

"Not necessarily!" Ye Yanran snorted coldly, "I am studying medicine, and from the perspective of Western medicine, the birth of children and daughters in this life is decided by men." ”

Ye Yanran looked sideways, her phoenix eyes flashed with a little disdain and contempt, and she glanced at Huang Fuchen, "Huang Fuchen, I have always felt that the wife of the seventh room of the Shuai Mansion can't give birth to a son, in the final analysis, it's all on you!" If you are sick, it is useless to marry more, you are still a daughter! ”

"Rausch Western Medicine!" Huang Fuchen was furious all of a sudden, like an enraged lion, his eyes were red, and he suddenly lifted the woman's body and landed between his legs, "Who do you say is sick!" Ye Yanran, if you don't get angry for a day, you won't stop for a day! ”

Ye Yanran sat on the man's lap, a little uncomfortable left and right, and turned her face away.

"Look at Ben Shuai!" Huang Fuchen pulled Ye Yanran's face, "Say!" Who is sick? ”

Ye Yanran lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes drooped, paused, and her voice was cold, "I didn't say you. . . ”

Huang Fuchen hooked the woman's chin, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and complex feelings rose in the center of his eyebrows, which spread to the bottom of his eyes little by little.

"Say Ben Shuai is sick? Can't give birth to a son? Hehe~~! The man's laughter was a little wicked.

Huang Fuchen raised one palm and suddenly clasped the woman's thin waist, and the other palm slid down to the base of the woman's legs, sliding between the legs at once.

"Is there a disease? Yan'er, don't you know? ”

Ye Yanran clamped her legs all of a sudden, stared at her willow eyebrows, turned her head, didn't look at the man's burning eyes, and fell back in a cold voice, "Huang Fuchen, I'm really annoying you. ”

Huang Fuchen's palm landed between the woman's clamped legs, paused, raised a pair of quiet eyes, and stared at the woman's earlobe in a daze for a long time.

"If Azhuo treats you like this, is it still annoying?" Huang Fuchen's voice was a little colder.

Ye Yanran's heart trembled, her eyes drooped, and she responded mockingly, "Don't you know if I'm annoyed with Ah Zhuo?" ”

Huangfu Zhuo's eyes shrank, and his palm grabbed the base of the woman's leg heavily, and stretched it out at once.

"Ye Yanran, Ben Shuai believes that it won't be long before you fall in love with Ben Shuai, and there is only one man in your heart!" Huang Fuchen's voice was firm and domineering, as if he was going to play a trick on the woman in front of him, and he couldn't wait to stuff himself into this woman's heart, filling it to the brim, without a trace of gaps.

Ye Yanran ignored the words of the man in front of her, and there was a burst of ridicule in her heart, Huang Fuchen, you really look up to yourself, fall in love with a bandit and robber, why are you so conceited!

The love is deep and thready, but it is like a river flowing eastward.

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After the morning, in the evening, the car stopped in the town of Stoneskin.

In the town, a thick layer of snow has accumulated on the ground, and the villagers who are rushing to the market in the village are rushing back to the village while it is dark.

The car stopped at an inn, and Huang Fuchen's generous palm pulled Ye Yanran out of the car, looked up at the inn in front of him, and then looked at the woman beside him.

"Remember the last time you came to stay overnight?"

Ye Yanran glanced at the inn, and couldn't say how sentimental it was for a while, that time she rushed back to Zhaoyang from Qizhou, and she hadn't seen Ah Zhuo for a long time, everything was fine, after a few months, it was like a world away.

"What are you thinking about?" Huang Fuchen's eyes rose with a trace of displeasure, looking at the woman's distraction, there was another guess in his heart.

Ye Yanran came back to her senses and glanced at Huang Fuchen lightly, "I forgot about the last time. ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, he was even more displeased, "Your memory is so bad, how did you memorize so many medical books?" ”

Ye Yanran said coldly, "I like it, I like to read medical books, so I'll write it down." ”

Ye Yanran understood a little bit in her heart that she had been six years, and she cherished each other, because of her common ambition, she liked one thing so much, she thought it was a habit, but now she understands it, and she has lost it, and it is becoming more and more tormented.

Huang Fuchen looked at the woman's lonely eyes, and suddenly pinched Ye Yanran's chin, "With me, don't think about anything else!" ”

Ye Yanran lowered her willow eyebrows slightly, "I didn't think about anything, let's enter the inn." ”

Huang Fuchen let go of the woman's chin and snorted coldly, "I didn't think it was the best!" ”

Huang Fuchen raised one arm, grabbed the woman's shoulder at once, tightened it tightly, and walked towards the inn.

"The last time I came to stay overnight was on the third day of November, and it was the twelfth day that the town army stayed in Qizhou." The man's voice was cold.

Ye Yanran raised her eyes in surprise and looked sideways at the man's side face, a little surprised.

"Surprised?" Huang Fuchen stopped and looked down at the woman.

Ye Yanran nodded slightly, without words, she was really surprised by this man in her heart, she thought that he was rough, but she didn't expect that he would be so careful and remember the days so clearly.

"Then tell me, what day is it, can you remember?" Huang Fuchen's eyes were deep, and there was a trace of expectation in his pupils, and he didn't notice anything.

Although Ye Yanran didn't understand why this man asked this, she thought about it, "The thirtieth day of the first month." ”

Huang Fuchen hooked his lips and smiled deeply, his fingers curled, and gently tapped Ye Yanran's head, "Remember this day!" On the thirtieth day of the first month, from today onwards, the previous things are not to blame! In the future, if you have a little bit of transgression, Ben Shuai will not be spared. ”

Ye Yanran smiled bitterly, "Otherwise? I've been forced by you to have no way out, what else can I do. ”

At this time, Adjutant Chen stepped forward, "Young marshal, the room has been booked, this dinner will be used in the room, or the hall of the inn?" ”

Huang Fuchen glanced at Ye Yanran and landed in a deep voice, "Use it in the room!" ”

After a while, Huang Fuchen pulled Ye Yanran and followed the shopkeeper of the inn to go upstairs to the room.

The maid Rose followed behind with her luggage, and sat in the back car along the way, Rose only dared to look at Ye Yanran from a distance, and was worried in her heart, always pinching a cold sweat for your own young lady, and the slap of the young marshal during the day really scared herself, and she was afraid of angering Miss again.

In the room, Rose packed up the quilt, left her luggage, said something to Ye Yanran, and left quickly.

The upper room is much more spacious than the lower room, and the inner room is connected to the outer room, but because it is a town, it is still quite simple.

On the tea table, Huang Fuchen took a sip of hot tea and looked at Ye Yanran, who was standing, "Come and sit, drink a cup of hot tea to drive away the cold." ”

Ye Yanran lowered her eyes, stepped forward, sat opposite Huang Fuchen, across the tea table, picked up a cup of tea on the table, and drank slowly.

Huang Fuchen's eyes fell on Ye Yanran's cheek burningly, watching the slap print fade a little, but it was still a little red, and his gaze sank.

Ye Yanran drank all the tea, and the empty teacup fell.

Huang Fuchen held the teapot on the table, and poured the steaming tea into the empty cup with the spout, "Drink another cup, drink it, and you can eat after a while." ”

The sound of tea filled the empty cup, Ye Yanran didn't look at Huang Fuchen, and stretched out her hand.

The man's palm suddenly grasped the woman's hand, and his voice was low, "Sit down!" What are you doing from so far away, I'm afraid I'll eat you! ”

Ye Yanran was wrapped in the man's warm palm, and slowly raised her eyes, "It's the same to sit like this, you don't have to go through so much trouble." ”

"Come here!!" Huang Fuchen fell to the ground in a heavy voice, "I want to hug you and let me see your face." ”

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