Si Yiyan's eating appearance has always been very elegant, even if he eats noodles in soup and water, he still comes with a mixed natural nobility and good upbringing, a bowl of noodles quickly bottoms out, and he drinks all the soup.

Wen Wen Ya saw that he really liked it, and she was very happy.

After eating enough, Si Yiyan leaned on the sofa and looked at her quietly, her eyes were both serious and focused, under the dim and warm light, her little face as white as jade exuded a luster and a clear luster, and the translucent pure, white and flawless, like the clotted fat jade hairpin between the sideburns was not as clear as half of her spirit.

The beige floral small lace apron is a little nondescript around his body, but around her body, it seems that her figure is more and more slender, delicate and graceful, and there is a warm feeling.

His gaze followed him like a shadow, making Wen Wenya stare at him with some shame: "What are you looking at?" ”

"Look at my yellow-faced woman!" Si Yiyan smiled at the corner of his lips and said what he thought in his heart.

Si Yiyan suddenly thought that he had just returned to the capital more than six years ago and went to a dinner, perhaps he had drunk some wine and was a little more interested, so a few people were bold and presumptuous, and called someone to accompany the wine, one of them stood up on the spot and said with a smile: "You continue to play, my house has a curfew, if you go back late, the yellow-faced woman at home will make trouble again!" ”

Everyone laughed at him on the spot, his wife was strict, he was afraid of his wife, he didn't plant, and he couldn't suppress his wife.

He didn't care.

At that time, he only snorted slightly, and he didn't feel anything.

But now that I think about it, I feel calm and warm in my heart, there is a woman, for you to toss around chai rice sauce and vinegar tea, even if she becomes a yellow-faced woman, she is also the most beautiful yellow-faced woman in the world.

Wen Wenya suddenly exploded, and glared at Si Yiyan fiercely: "You are the yellow-faced woman, your whole family is a yellow-faced woman, have you ever seen a yellow-faced woman like me?" ”

The yellow-faced woman, in her impression, but describes those, after getting married and having children, becoming a housewife, teaching husbands and children all day long, revolving around chai, rice, sauce, vinegar and tea, the focus of life is completely on the same family, attaching importance to her husband, children, and family life, but she forgets herself. Thus she became a yellow-faced wilted woman, and was rejected by her husband.

Si Yiyan said in a low voice: "Well, I have never seen a yellow-faced woman as beautiful as you, so you are the most beautiful yellow-faced woman in the world!" ”

Wen Ya's little temper disappeared all of a sudden, but she was still a little unhappy in her heart: "Don't say that I'm a yellow-faced woman!" ”

Si Yiyan coaxed in a low voice: "Okay, don't say it!" ”

He had already decided in his heart that she was the yellow-faced woman he would spend his life with in the future.

Wen Wenya was satisfied, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was too cheap for him to forgive him like this, so she pouted and was unhappy: "It is said that there is a seven-year itch between men and women, and a hurdle in seven years, to be honest, do you dislike me?" ”

I feel more and more unhappy, I didn't expect that she and Si Yiyan were not married yet, and they had already become a yellow-faced woman in his heart, she was obviously still young and beautiful, where did she look like a yellow-faced woman?

Si Yiyan couldn't cry or laugh, looked at her gloomy little face and said, "What nonsense, how can I dislike you!" ”

It's too late to hurt her, how can you dislike her, this little girl loves to be cranky.

Wen Wenya raised her little face, and her beautiful little face was full of expectant admiration: "Really? ”

Si Yiyan hugged her waist and kissed her: "Didn't I lie to you?" ”

He and Xinya have been together for so many years, but he has never deceived her about anything.

Wen Wenya was not open at all, her cheeks puffed out, and her tone was impulsive: "Why do you call me a yellow-faced woman?" ”

I can't figure it out, she is obviously as beautiful as a flower, young and beautiful, how did she become a yellow-faced woman?

Si Yiyan looked at her delicate and loving appearance, and her heart softened: "You should, I want to marry you home as soon as possible and turn you into a yellow-faced woman who only belongs to me." ”

He does have such thoughts, the road of his life is still very long, there are many variables, even if he is confident that he can go on with her, but sometimes, he is still worried that there will be extraneous branches, only by marrying her home as soon as possible, he can really feel at ease.

Wen Wenya was finally happy, her beautiful phoenix eyes lit up, and she came with an aggressive look, as bright as a crystal light: "Then if I really become a yellow-faced woman one day, will you still love me like now?" ”

Wen Wen Ya thinks that women are really sad, after getting married, for the family, for the children, for the life, what they pay is far from being comparable to the men who work hard to make money outside, most men are always selfish and think that women for themselves, for the family to pay is a matter of course, some men who have lost their conscience, after becoming rich, will still dislike their wives, and even do things that are worse than abandoning the wretched wife.

Men are always such selfish animals.

Si Yiyan looked at her seriously: "If there is really that day, I will love you even more, thank you for your dedication to me, to my family, and to my children." ”

Wen Wenya was suddenly moved, and her eyes were a little wet: "Don't lie to me, because I've taken it seriously." ”

Si Yiyan smiled: "When did I lie to you?" ”

Wen Wenya thought about it for a while, and really didn't expect that Si Yiyan had deceived her about anything, so she was happy, held Si Yiyan's face, kissed his lips gently, and said in a low voice: "It's 11:35 midnight, your birthday is about to pass, this is my last time today, and I say to you - dear, happy birthday!" ”

Si Yiyan reached out and hugged her waist and gently pecked her lips: "What about my birthday gift?" ”

She did surprise him a lot on today's birthday, but the birthday present that had made her irritate for a whole week was still in sight.

Wen Wenya deliberately made a blank expression, looked left and right, and said, "What kind of gift, don't you like the birthday show I specially prepared for you today?" ”

The gift was prepared, but she was thinking about whether to take it out, after all, the gift was too ......

Si Yiyan's gaze looked deeply at the person in front of him, her body was scorching white, lining her face to be magnificent, the peak of Shaohua, scorching and gorgeous, exuding a fatal temptation, his gaze gradually became deep, surging with thrilling secret desires, and the previously suppressed desires erupted in an instant.

Si Yiyan's voice was hoarse, with a hint of charm and elegance, like the sound of a violin, gorgeous and exquisite, exciting: "Are you planning to give yourself to me as a gift?" Madame is really ingenious, but it is disrespectful to be a husband. ”