Chapter 82: The Mistress of This House
"Okay, I'm not going to tease you." Fu Siyan patted Shen Weilan's head with gentle eyes, then let go of Shen Weilan and slowly got up, "I'll go to the kitchen and take a look." β
Shen Weilan pursed her lips and nodded, but quickly got up and pulled the corner of Fu Siyan's clothes, "That, I'...... Would you like to help? I'm here and sitting here, isn't it? She asked in a whisper.
Fu Siyan sneered, as if the tenderness in his eyes was about to overflow, he leaned down slightly, and the distance between him and Shen Weilan was very close.
"You're the mistress of this house, who thinks it's inappropriate for you to sit here?"
- You are the mistress of this house.
Shen Weilan's heart was missing a mouth in an instant, and Fu Siyan patted Shen Weilan's head and went to the kitchen.
Shen Weilan pursed her lips and nodded, ...... All right.
Dingββ
As soon as Shen Weilan sat down, Joey sent a WeChat message to Shen Weilan.
Sister Yi: "How is it?" Did you get to Fu's house? Are the people of the Fu family easy to get along with? β
Shen Weilan: "Very good! Sister Yi, are you okay at home? β
Shen Weilan held her chin and tapped her cheek with one hand.
Fu Siyan leaned against the door of the kitchen, his hands around his chest, and looked at Shen Weilan's eyes as affectionate as he could.
On his side, Fu Siyi skimmed Fu Siyan, and then looked at Shen Weilan on the sofa in the living room in the distance, and couldn't help but let out a disgusted snort.
"Tsk fart." Fu Siyan patted Fu Siyi's head very unceremoniously.
Fu Siyi hurriedly flicked his hair and muttered, "Look at your idiot......
"Fart, it's my wife who is sitting there, not your wife!" Fu Siyan glanced at him, it can be said that he didn't give any face at all, and he said whatever he wanted.
"Brother, I'm only eighteen years old! I'm not in a hurry to marry a wife, who is like you, even whoever you marry has to be decided by the family! Fu Siyi laughed sullenly, and stood beside him with Fu Siyan with his hands on his chest.
Fu Siyan frowned and turned his head sideways to look at Fu Siyi.
Fu Siyi retracted his gaze and also looked at Fu Siyan, and the eyes of the two of them looked at each other.
"What's wrong? I am very satisfied with the marriage arranged for me by my grandfather. β
"Don't pretend, what are you pretending to be in front of me? If you're satisfied, why would you leave for three years? Fu Siyi cut it, picked up the strawberry in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.
Fu Siyan's brows furrowed unconsciously, and he raised his eyes to look at Shen Weilan in the distance.
It's for other reasons.
It's not because you marry someone you don't want to marry that you leave for three years.
"The kitchen needs you, help mom with it, don't stand here. The boss is not too small, and he can't do anything! Fu Siyan glanced at Fu Siyi coldly, and did not forget to snatch a strawberry from Fu Siyi's hand.
"Hey, my!" Fu Siyi gritted his teeth and was about to step forward.
Fu Siyan stopped, a trace of puzzlement flashed in his eyes, "Brother, it's just a strawberry." β
can give Shen Weilan a strawberry, but he can't take the initiative to get a strawberry as an elder brother?!
"Buy me ten boxes tomorrow." Someone looked arrogant and turned his head.
Fu Siyan couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to nod dotingly, "Okay, buy a car." β
He lowered his head and looked at the strawberry for a long time, with a smile and helplessness in his eyes, stinky boy, why can't he grow up.
"Whoa."
Fu Siyan handed the strawberry in his hand to Shen Weilan.
Shen Weilan looked up in a trance, and the page of her mobile phone was still stopped chatting with Joey.
"Wait a minute." He patted Shen Weilan's head, handed the strawberry to Shen Weilan, and then turned around, "Fu Siyi." β