Transmigrated to the 70s to Marry a Military King, Becoming a Tycoon with a Space

Song Fuyu, who successfully developed her inherited company into a multinational enterprise, got into a car accident after defeating the enemies who killed her parents. She then transmigrated to th...

Chapter 348 Misunderstandings Created by Mosquito

"This kid can tell you what to do from such a distance!"

"Quote a higher price when checking out, so he won't have to ask you to make clothes for him all the time in the future."

"You are really his good brother. He is about to get married, and you are still thinking of cheating him."

"It doesn't matter. He's used to it anyway."

"Wife, don't accept it."

"How can I not take it? You're leaving so early tomorrow, it's so dark that you can't see clearly, and you won't know what you forgot to take."

"It is precisely because we are leaving tomorrow morning that we should do something meaningful now."

"you..."

Before she could finish her words, Yan Ziyuan casually threw the clothes in her hands aside, picked her up and carried her to the bed.

“Turn off the lights!”

Whenever this happened, Song Fuyu, who was almost fifty years old in his two lifetimes, felt extremely shy.

Although they had experienced intimate moments countless times, she was still not used to seeing each other naked like this.

However, her protests were in vain. Before she knew it, the clothes had left her body and the lights were still on...

The next day, when Song Fuyu woke up, Yan Ziyuan had already left home and went to the airport.

Last time was his first mission after we got married, and this time he was just going to exchange and learn. Although I am still not used to the separation, I am less worried because I know he is safe.

After washing up and having a simple breakfast, Mrs. Liu's voice was heard outside again.

When Liu Aihua saw her, she covered her mouth to hold back her laughter.

"Fu Yu, you know how to put on makeup, why don't you go back to your room and put some powder on your neck?"

Following her ambiguous gaze, Song Fuyu lowered his head to see but saw nothing, so he hurried back to the house to check the condition of his neck.

When he came out again, he had changed into a collared shirt with the top button fastened.

"Mrs. Liu, it's not what you think. I was bitten by a mosquito last night."

"Oh~~It was a mosquito bite."

"It's not what you think. It really was a mosquito bite."

"I understand! I understand!"

Since I couldn't explain it clearly, I simply stopped explaining. Anyway, I had already changed my clothes and no one else could see what was going on inside.

In the past, Yan Ziyuan liked to mess around, but after being taught a lesson by her, he no longer dared to leave marks on her exposed skin.

Today, this place is really bitten by mosquitoes...