[Chapter 73 Chapter 233 The military master is cold and prefers beautiful concubines 16]
"Little bitches like you, old beast, deserve to be in agony even after death."
"Whether it's you or Wu Liao, you both deserve to die."
Whenever Wen Shinian thought about the little Fu Yan being abused by these two people, the depression in his heart could not dissipate.
The men even used all their strength to smash Lin Xiuyi's skull against the wall.
But it still doesn't work.
Letting her die like this would be too easy for her.
It’s just that Wu Liao, this Phoenix man, died too early.
But it doesn’t matter, I can still grind my bones and scatter my ashes.
Wen Shinian narrowed his eyes and let go of the woman who was knocked dizzy but could not die.
She grabbed Lin Xiuyi's hand and broke her fingers one by one as she watched.
Listening to the crisp sound of broken bones, Wen Shinian narrowed his eyes in pleasure.
"Your hands are only good for whipping people, so don't use them."
"These legs really like to step on people, don't they? Oh, I'm sorry, I reconnected them for you. It's okay, you can break them again."
"Well, do you really like my face? How about I help you change your skin?"
"Don't scream, it's really unpleasant to the ear."
Incessant screams came from the dungeon. A cold wind blew by, and the servant guarding the door shuddered violently.
He shook his legs and thought about going back to the house and sleeping.
Just as he was about to turn around, a figure appeared opposite him.
At that moment, the servant's hair stood on end and a scream of terror almost burst out of his throat.
Fortunately, the man quickly walked out of the darkness. The moment the servant saw the man's face clearly, he was completely relieved.
Fortunately, it was not a ghost, but the young master.
"few……"
"Shhh."
Fu Yan put his index finger to his lips, and the servant immediately covered his mouth.
Fu Yan waved him away and stood in his place.
His hair was still wet and was dripping with water.
The clothes on my shoulders were wet and stuck to my shoulders.
Listening to the screams coming from the dark cell, Fu Yan seemed to be listening to the most beautiful music, and his eyes curved in a very good mood.
That’s great, Nian Nian feels sorry for him.
Help him teach the bad guys a lesson.
The screaming continued for two hours.
When Wen Shinian came out again, the cloak he was wearing was gone.
When she walked out of the dark place, the wedding dress she was wearing was very eye-catching.
When Fu Yan saw her, he immediately rushed over and hugged her tightly.
"Niannian, I'm done washing up. Can you smell it? Does it smell like alcohol?"
Fu Yan rubbed her shoulder, his voice deep and a little hoarse.
"You didn't even wipe your hair, and I'm all wet."
Having said that, Wen Shinian still buried his head in his neck and sniffed.
The scent of soapberry mixed with the sweet scent of his body wafted into Wen Shinian's nose, which made him very fond of it.
She reached out and hugged Fu Yan, kissing his neck.
Her kiss was so exciting.
Fu Yan's tiger body shook violently, and he immediately picked her up and hurried to the bridal chamber.
Wen Shinian was held obediently in his arms. She looked at the man's anxious expression in the moonlight, tilted her head slightly, and leaned on his shoulder.
It's so tiring. Just two hours of unilateral torture makes my body feel exhausted.
Wen Shinian almost fell asleep, but was finally woken up by the noise of Fu Yan kicking the door impatiently.
She opened her eyes and turned around, and Fu Yan carefully put her on the bed.
He stood in front of her, clumsily and carefully removing the things from her head.
After removing the makeup, he went to get some water for Wen Shinian to wash his face.
Wen Shinian still hadn't washed off her makeup.
The makeup is very light, but she is naturally beautiful, and a little light makeup can enhance her facial features.
But the lip balm is bright red.
Fu Yan stared at Wen Shinian, and when she bent down to wash her face, he stepped forward to block it with a slap.
Wen Shinian looked up in confusion, but Fu Yan kissed her directly.
They kissed for a long time, until the lip balm was kissed away, and then she retreated with satisfaction.
He rubbed his fingertips across his lips, and his fingertips were indeed red.
Noticing Wen Shinian's gaze, Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, put his fingers in front of his lips, and licked them in slow motion. During this time, he looked straight at him.
Finally, he sighed: "How sweet."
Wen Shinian: "..."
I kind of want to cover my face.
She couldn't help laughing and reached out to poke Fu Yan's forehead.
"Don't make trouble."
After wearing makeup all day, Wen Shinian just wanted to wash it off quickly.
After scolding Fu Yan, she lowered her head to wash her face.
Fu Yan stood by and handed Wen Shinian a washcloth when she finished washing and stood up.
"Ayan, thank you."
Wen Shinian wiped away the water droplets and thanked Fu Yan.
Fu Yan took the washcloth from her hand, threw it directly into the water, bent down and picked her up.
"You're welcome. Just let me come a few more times."
"……rogue."
"You're the one who called me that. I'm a scoundrel, and I won't be polite to you later."
Fu Yan put Wen Shinian down and pressed forward.
Without giving Wen Shinian a chance to speak, he lowered his head and covered her lips.
…
The red candle flickered, and the wind sneaked in through the window that was never closed.
The candlelight was blown back and forth.
In the dim light, the overlapping and entangled figures on the wall changed and swayed from time to time.
The fire is bright and the ambiguity continues.
A sleepless night.
…
The next day, Wen Shinian was completely unable to get up.
It was not until noon that I was awakened by hunger.
As soon as she moved, Fu Yan, who was standing by, immediately leaned over and gently poked her on the face.
"Are you awake? There's porridge cooking in the kitchen. Do you want some?"
Wen Shinian's eyelids were red and swollen, and his eyes were still swollen even now.
She blinked slowly, as if consciousness had not yet returned.
This confusion made Fu Yan feel weak in the heart.
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, carefully helping Wen Shinian, who was still lying there, to her feet.
As the movements change, the rounded shoulders are exposed in the gaps.
The mottled marks on it spread all the way.
The clavicle, including the following, has always been there.
The quilt was about to slide off, but Fu Yan quickly pulled the quilt and lifted it up to cover the half-exposed arc.
Although it was just a quick glance, there were still many traces on it.
Wen Shinian's skin was tender, and the teeth marks, which were not very strong, had not completely disappeared even after a night.
Fu Yan was already feeling guilty, and now, looking at the evidence, he was so guilty that he didn't even dare to look at the person in his arms.
Wen Shinian spoke hoarsely and rubbed his chest twice.
"Water, I suppose."
My throat is so dry it feels like it's smoking.
"Okay, I'll pour it for you."
Knowing that Wen Shinian would want to drink water when she woke up, Fu Yan had someone stew pear soup.
Change the pot every once in a while.
I just changed it now. After leaving it for a while, the temperature is neither too warm nor too cold, just right.
Wen Shinian drank a little too quickly, and Fu Yan kept controlling the upward arc of the bowl to prevent her from choking.
After drinking a bowl of pear soup, my throat felt moistened and my empty stomach was filled.
Wen Shinian sighed comfortably, and collapsed in Fu Yan's arms, his brows relaxed.
"Sorry, I was too rough last night."
Wen Shinian said sympathetically, "It's okay. I feel better too."
"If you really feel sorry for me and feel sorry for me, then go sleep in the study."
“…”
He was sorry and felt bad, but sleeping in the study was impossible!!!
It will never be possible!!!
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