After the family doctor treated the wound on her foot, the maid proposed to carry Hou Tingfu into the bedroom to rest, Hou Tingfu didn't want to move, and she didn't want to rest on the sofa for a while.

The maid was afraid that she would be cold, so she brought her a woolen blanket, and the heating was turned on in the small living room.

Hou Tingfu leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep, but she didn't expect that she had a strange and terrible nightmare.

She thinks that she is a bold person, and she and Hou Muyan have been frightened since childhood.

Hou Tingfu thought that nothing in this world could make her feel fear anymore, but she didn't expect that her fear would come from her husband.

Lifting the blanket from her body, she placed her bandaged foot on the ground.

She endured the pain from the soles of her feet, stepped on soft cotton slippers and walked into her and Yan Nanxun's bedroom.

Hou Tingfu didn't dare to let the maid into the bedroom now, because the bedroom was a mess.

She turned on all the lights in the bedroom, and the whole bedroom was illuminated by the lights as if it were day.

The fragments of the vase that she threw out at Yan Nanxun before had not been cleaned up, and the snow-white fragments were scattered on the ground, looking extremely lonely.

Hou Tingfu walked to the cabinet and saw bullet holes on the cabinet.

She opened the cupboard, which contained several military documents. Bullets pierced through the cabinets, flying over the military documents, and through the back planks of the cabinets, eventually piercing into the walls.

Hou Tingfu felt the traces of the bullet holes, but he didn't expect that he would shoot by mistake, but it would have such a great power.

This was the first time she had shot herself, and the target of the shot was actually her husband.

What is happening now is really ridiculous, Hou Tingfu smiled self-deprecatingly.

She turned, her eyes falling on the bed.

The sheets are kept messy folds, and there are still two torn marks on the sheets, Yan Nanxun's strength is really great, and he grabbed them.

Hou Tingfu was lying on the bed, her fingers touching the torn sheets, her eyes were cold but helpless.

She is like a puppy waiting for her owner to come home, and the owner suddenly leaves, and she is full of confusion about the future.

What happened to Yan Nanxun?

Why couldn't he tell her his secrets?

And now, where did Yan Nanxun go?

This bastard, it can't be that he doesn't want to sleep with her, so he took the opportunity to run away, right?

As soon as he thought of this, Hou Tingfu became angry.

She's not a tigress, she's just a little in bed......

If Yan Nanxun doesn't come back tomorrow, then ...... Then she's going to call the police!

When the time comes, everyone in the entire capital will know that the young master of the Yan family left his newlywed wife in the middle of the night and suddenly ran away.

Hou Tingfu held the quilt in her arms, she buried her face in the quilt, and breathed the residual breath on the quilt......

The smell of Yan Nanxun's body is like the sun shining on the blue ocean, and his warmth is like the sand after being scorched by the sun, burying his feet in the sand, which is the kind of temperature that will make people feel excited.

Hou Tingfu pillowed the quilt, and fell asleep again in a daze.

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The morning sun was rising, and the sunlight was pouring in through the car window unscrupulously and falling on Lu Xiaoyou's side face.

Her long, curly eyelashes were gilded with a faint gold, and the light swept through her delicate nose, and her cherry-red lips shone with a plump and moist color.

"Hello?" Lu Xiaoyou picked up the phone and put the phone to his ear.