Chapter Twenty-Seven
Wan Yanhuan's eyes widened in shock, and after reacting, he scolded shamelessly angrily.
Fu Junmo raised his eyebrows innocently, and even more shamelessly talked about last night: "You promised me yesterday that I would stay at home, but what happened?" Not only did you show up at the bar, but you wanted to run away when you saw me! ”
Wan Yanhuan's beautiful peach blossom eyes widened, and he couldn't believe his reversal: "Didn't you say that you were not to blame in the past!" ”
Fu Junmo raised his eyebrows slightly and continued: "The maid said that you were wearing a backless outfit last night? When did you become so open, huh? ”
The ancients who passed through her soul have been influenced by this society?!
Fu Junmo felt a hint of crisis and squinted his eyes dissatisfied.
"I'm not allowed to wear it out in the future, and if I want to wear it, I can only wear it for me alone. If I knew you were secretly wearing such clothes that exposed your body parts, I would ......"
Wan Yanhuan bent bright peach blossom eyes, with a sweet smile on the corner of her lips, and was still wearing pink strawberry pajamas.
The whole person looks very sweet and cute.
Fu Junmo paused inexplicably, and his eyes involuntarily straightened.
It's so hateful, I actually use a beauty trick!!
"Ah Mo is the best, how can you be angry with me~"
Her voice was low, deliberately suppressed, the tail note was slightly raised, her eyes were slightly raised, but she looked at herself with innocent eyes, she sat cross-legged on the bed, looking a little like the silly appearance of childhood.
But her tone was clearly arrogant.
"I haven't told you yet, what did you mean to me like that last night? Push me against the wall? If you dare to do this to me again, I'm not welcome to you! I do what I say! ”
Fu Junmo was stunned for a moment, and then had a headache and found that if this matter was pulled again, it would be endless, he waved his hand and said to Yan Huan helplessly that this matter would be forgotten, turn over the page.
Wan Yanhuan shook her head proudly, she knew that Fu Junmo would not continue to talk about the trouble anymore, hehehe, it is better to talk about business if she has this time~
Fu Junmo pulled the tie around her neck, her narrow eyes swept her smug look, and snorted softly.
"I'll come to pick you up at six o'clock in the afternoon, and if you want to come back early at the banquet, just tell me, don't worry about any scruples."
Wan Yan Huan gestured to say OK, then retracted into the quilt, rubbed the soft pillow, and sighed comfortably.
Sleep, it smells so good!
Fu Junmo looked at Yan Huan with a satisfied look and nodded: "You can sleep more during the day, and you may come back later at night." ”
"Oh oh oh, you go quickly!"
Fu Junmo walked to the door and closed the door, when there was still a crack in the door, he paused slightly, and looked at Wan Yanhuan with a small slit, her fair and immature face had been buried under the quilt, and a slender and smooth calf was exposed from the corner of the quilt, probably feeling a little cold, and retracted the quilt after moving, and the whole person bulged into a small bag under the quilt.
He nodded at the corner of his lips with an unconscious smile, then gently closed the door.
If she didn't know that he was the regent, if she had been a wealthy lady and simply didn't know anything, as she had done before. If he could see her bright smile before going to work, and listen to her delicate voice shouting to her husband early, he could live like this for the rest of his life.
Then, he is willing to stay with her for the rest of his life.