[Chapter 65 Chapter 225 The military master is cold and prefers beautiful concubines 8]
"Fu, Fu Yan?"
Wen Shinian opened his eyes slightly wide and looked at Fu Yan in shock.
With eyes wide open, she looks particularly cute and lovely.
Fu Yan leaned his upper body and took the initiative to approach Wen Shinian. When he smiled, his phoenix eyes turned up, and his sharp eyebrows faded a lot.
"Why, you don't believe it? Do I need proof for you?"
He moved closer all of a sudden, and the distance between them was completely shortened, so close that Fu Yan could easily smell the faint scent of medicine on her body.
The medicine smells slightly bitter, but also has a sweet taste.
It's a taste that he can't describe, but it's addictive.
Wen Shinian seemed to have just reacted and fell back in fright at his sudden approach.
When I fell, my hands subconsciously reached out to grab something.
With this grab, he caught Fu Yan's collar.
Fu Yan glanced at the soft flesh on his chest, raised his buttocks, and then fell down.
The tall body pressed down, and when Wen Shinian fell, he stretched out his hands to protect her head.
As their eyes met, someone's heart was beating wildly, thump-thump loudly.
"...You are my concubine." Fu Yan stared at Wen Shinian closely, with no concealment of emotions in his eyes.
Being stared at by him with such a fiery and wild gaze, Wen Shinian avoided his gaze nervously.
She replied hesitantly, "Hmm, hmmm!!"
As soon as he responded, his lips were pressed tightly against his own by a touch of coldness.
Wen Shinian was horrified and put his hand on Fu Yan's shoulder.
Before she could exert any force, Fu Yan's hot big hand grabbed her wrist.
Fu Yan's hands were very rough. The calluses on the knuckles and the fingertips made the skin on her wrists itchy.
The tears in Wen Shinian's eyes kept flashing. Fu Yanyuan wanted to go further, but after meeting her gaze, he didn't continue and raised his head slightly.
"Don't like me?"
Fu Yan let go of her wrist and gently stroked the corner of her eye with his calloused hand.
I didn't use any force, but the skin turned red.
He cursed in his heart, but at the same time, he wanted to make her cry even more.
"Who, who met for the first time, just like this..."
As the woman spoke, her eyes didn't dare to look at him at all, but judging from her reaction, she didn't show fear or disgust, but mainly shyness.
Fu Yan narrowed his eyes, and while Wen Shinian was not paying attention, he kissed her lips again quickly and accurately.
After the kiss, he stood up, put his arm around Wen Shinian's waist, and picked her up as well.
His series of shameless and rogue behaviors left Wen Shinian with no recourse.
Noticing her look, Fu Yan grinned at her in an inappropriate manner.
"If you look at me again, I'll kiss you again."
Wen Shinian quickly looked away, and a blush appeared on her overly fair cheeks, making her as beautiful and pink as a peach.
Fu Yan was in a very good mood as he hugged her and gently touched her waist with his fingertips.
It was just as I imagined, soft and delicate.
I really like it!
Fu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding the increasingly crazy and fiery possessive desire in his eyes.
"You can go sing opera when you feel better. The doctor said you've been overworked, so you should just rest at home for the time being. I want to go sing opera at the Pear Garden and get your health back."
As Fu Yan spoke, he held her on his lap and sat her down. He bent down to pick up her shoes and planned to put them on her.
Wen Shinian held his shoulders and shrank when he held her ankle.
"I, I can dress myself."
"I'm your husband, and it's my duty to take care of you."
Fu Yan's attitude was very strong and he didn't give her any chance to refuse.
Wen Shinian lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Yan's profile, his index finger gently touching his shoulder.
"But, I'm not your wife..."
Her voice was very soft, but Fu Yan still heard it.
He calmly helped Wen Shinian put on her shoes, and when he stood up, he pinched her slender waist again.
"Even if you are a concubine, you will only be the only mistress of this house, and I will only be your only husband."
He said it casually, not taking the other two people seriously at all.
Wen Shinian looked at him and said nothing, but when she went out, she wanted to keep some distance from him.
Fu Yan frowned slightly, and put his big hands around her waist and exerted force.
The distance just pulled out instantly returned to zero, even closer than before.
"I'll take you to see a good show later."
Fu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly at Wen Shinian who was looking at him, then hugged him and prepared to go have dinner.
Halfway through the journey, he met the housekeeper who came to call him.
Seeing the intimate posture of the two, and considering Fu Yan's previous attitude, the housekeeper was no longer surprised.
"Master, Madam, Madam Fu and the others have returned."
The housekeeper's shout made Wen Shinian subconsciously look at Fu Yan.
Fu Yan's expression remained calm. "I understand. Let them stand there. I'll take my wife to dinner first and then go over later."
Butler: "Okay, Master."
Fu Yan took Wen Shinian away.
When the housekeeper disappeared, Wen Shinian gently tugged at the hem of Fu Yan's clothes.
When Fu Yan looked over, Wen Shinian said to him, "I'm just your aunt. How can your wife cope with you like this?"
"Is she my wife? She is just the wife the old witch married for herself."
Thinking of something, Fu Yan looked at Wen Shinian and added: "Well, you don't belong to the old witch, you belong to me."
Wen Shinian blushed and glared at him without any momentum.
Fu Yan's heart beat faster because of the stare, and his gaze turned to the pink lips that he had only lightly tasted.
Noticing his gaze, Wen Shinian's face turned even redder.
She turned her head awkwardly to divert her attention.
"Old witch, is it... Madam Fu?"
A smile appeared in Fu Yan's eyes, but he didn't go too far and answered according to her words.
"Well, she's my father's second marriage. I suffered a lot from her when I was still struggling under that old man."
"If that's the case, why do you have the nerve to keep her in the future?"
Fu Yan was a little surprised when he heard Wen Shinian say this.
His wife doesn't seem as delicate as she appears.
Fu Yan raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Killing him with one knife, wouldn't it be a pity?"
He had suffered so much, how could he let her die so easily?
Don't shepherds fatten the sheep before slowly killing them?
Wen Shinian turned his head to look at Fu Yan and felt that he was still too kind.
If she were Fu Yan, she would definitely take action the moment she got real power.
Even if it wasn't a good time, you could still break the person's hands and feet and lock him up like an animal.
Instead of this, she had three years of good life.
Hey, why are all these male protagonists so kind?
Wen Shinian sighed inwardly, and while eating, he even picked up some food for Fu Yan.
Fu Yan's eyes lit up and he also started to act arrogantly.
As soon as he finished the food in the bowl, he looked at Wen Shinian.
There is no expression on his face, but you can tell what he wants at a glance.
Wen Shinian was also patient. After Fu Yan finished eating, he would serve him some food.
It’s just a matter of picking up one more chopstick.
They were well fed and satisfied, while the two people waiting in the garden, who were sweating profusely, were already starving.
Whether it was Lin Xiuyi or He Cai, they had just gotten out of the man's bed.
The difference is that Lin Xiuyi is better at choosing, a little more tired, and naturally the hungriest at this moment.
But she didn't dare to move or say anything.
Regardless of what Fu Yan was going to do, even if she moved now, the three dogs that were staring at her hungrily would immediately rush up and tear her flesh apart.
Feeling hungry and scared, Lin Xiuyi wiped her tears and hated Fu Yan more and more. She kept cursing Fu Yan in her heart as a little beast.
My heart, which had been somewhat wavering, also became firm.
He said that as long as she did as he said, she would not only get the Fu family's property, but also take her abroad to live a good life.
Lin Xiuyi clenched her fists and lowered her head to hide the viciousness on her face.
Fu Yan, you forced me to do this!
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