Master Fu's metaphysical wife is out of the circle

Chapter 152 Substitution
However, the sound in the room continued, even more intense than before.

Yan Yurou felt that she was being neglected, her face twisted in anger, she took a deep breath, raised her hand and hammered on the door 'bang bang bang'.

"Yan Zhen!" She was so angry that she could no longer care about etiquette, and shouted inside: "Yan Zhen, come out for me..."

"Yan Yurou!!"

Aunt Qiu came up with bodyguards.

She was so angry that her chest kept rising and falling, she pointed at Yan Yurou and cursed: "How can there be such an uneducated woman like you? Why are you standing there? Why don't you throw her out."

The latter words were addressed to the bodyguard behind him.

The two rushed over, carried Yan Yurou and went upstairs.

Aunt Qiu was so angry that her head hurt, Yan Yurou was the first woman who could be rude enough to be thrown out by the Fu family, this time she really humiliated the young mistress!

When there was no one to disturb her, Fu Yan slowed down her movements. She whispered in Yan Zhen's ear and said, "Your sister, you have too little eyesight. The time she disturbs is not mine."

"..." Yan Zhen's voice is a little hoarse after being tormented by him.

The indoor air conditioner was fully turned on, but she felt that she was very hot.

Transparent beads of sweat flowed down her neckline to her collarbone.

Like the morning dew on the snow-white petals.

Fu Yan pressed his lips against her and wiped her dry gently, little by little, like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Don't!" Yan Zhen wanted to hide again.

But Fu Yan wouldn't let her hide.

She blocked it with his hands, and he grabbed her wrist and pressed it on top of her head, making her powerless to resist.

Yan Zhen was afraid.

On the wedding night, she was pregnant with three children, which shows that she is prone to pregnancy.

"Don't be afraid, you will be born if you have one."

Fu Yan comforted her: "No matter how many lives I have, I can afford it."

"Never."

Yan Zhen refused, "Three children are already very happy, and giving birth is very painful."

Fu Yan paused slightly, looked at her by the moonlight, his eyes were full of distress and reluctance: "I'm sorry, I will make it up to you..."

He reached out and opened the bedside table, and took out a small box from it.

I don't know how long it took, but the sky is getting brighter!
Yan Zhen was so tired, he wanted to get up and take a shower.

But she found that her legs were so weak that she couldn't lift any strength, just like when she had a fever, her whole body hurt.

The devil training in her college military training did not exhaust her to this extent.

"I'll take you there."

Fu Yan had an insight into her little thoughts.

Knowing that his little wife was shy, he pulled a bath towel over and wrapped her up.

The light in the bathroom was turned on, and the dazzling light shone down.

Yan Zhen immediately covered her eyes, and she said, "Can you put me down first, and you go out for a while?"

He touched her forehead with his forehead, coaxing in a low voice: "Why are you ashamed? We are husband and wife, and our wedding night is in the bathroom..."

"Oh, stop talking."

Yan Zhen's face turned even redder.

The wedding night was not very pleasant for her.

But Fu Yan stared at her lips and said, "Okay, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Yan Zhen stood with her back against the washstand, sleepy and tired.

She just wants to take a quick shower and go to bed now, "It's over, don't mention it."

"……it is good."

Fu Yan turned on the shower, and the warm water rushed over Yan Zhen's body. He said in a very low voice, "I will make up for what I owe you."

She stood obediently like a doll for the other party to fiddle with.

"Why..." He suddenly said, "It's also swollen here?"

Yan Zhen opened her eyes drowsily, realizing what he was talking about, Yan Zhen wanted to reach out and kick him: "Ask you! It's not all your fault."

"Okay, blame me, blame me."

He dotes on her.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he washed her feet, pinched her tender and shiny feet and rubbed them gently, and said, "But..."

He paused, looked up at Yan Zhen's hunchbacked face, and continued: "Please understand my wife, I haven't tasted it for five years, it's a miracle that I'm not crazy!"

"..." She thought he was crazy just now.

Yan Zhen cursed in her heart.

This can't be said, if Fu Yan hits the snake with a stick, says that he has crazier ones, and asks her if she wants to experience it, isn't she digging a hole for herself?
Fu Yan was actually quite patient.

After washing her, he hugged her back.

Yan Zhen had never been taken care of like this before, and suddenly felt like a child, being taken care of so well.

The breath in the air has not yet dissipated.

Yan Zhen didn't care about that much, she was too tired, she hugged the quilt and closed her eyes, it would be dawn if she didn't sleep!
Fu Yan came over and hugged her from behind: "Honey, are you asleep?"

"Sleepy, don't talk!" Her voice was soft, but her tone was commanding, cute and tight.

Fu Yan was overjoyed, and wanted to follow her, so he said 'oh', and didn't bother her anymore.

Just hugging her, I couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Her fingers were wrapped around a strand of her hair, until the shallow breathing of the people around her gradually became regular, until the sky was bright, and he was sleepless all night.

Never felt like that.

But after Yan Zhen came back, he felt that he had lost too much in the past five years.

...

In the Lu family villa, Lu Junming's biological clock was very accurate, and he opened his eyes at six o'clock in the morning.

After washing up, he put on his bathrobe and left his bedroom. He was always very casual at home. When he passed by Chi Sheng's room, he paused slightly.

I wanted to knock on the door, but I checked the time, and it was only a few minutes past six.

But not everyone gets up as early as he does.

After thinking for a while, he withdrew his thoughts and continued to walk downstairs.

The cook had already prepared breakfast, brought it to him with a smile, and asked, "What's your taboo, young master? You haven't eaten at home before, so I don't know your taste."

Lu Junming was answering the message with his mobile phone, without even looking at the cook, he said, "I'm not picky about food, and I have no taboos, just prepare according to her taste every day!"

"Her?" In addition to your doubts, "Which her are you talking about?"

Everyone knows that Lu Junming has a woman whom he loves most. Although he is married, he has been in contact with that woman all these years. The cook subconsciously thought that Lu Junming was talking about that woman.

However, Lu Junming put down his phone in displeasure, looked up at the cook, and said with displeasure, "Who else? Of course it is Chi Sheng."

"Her!" The cook's face was a little ugly, "Master, during your absence, Miss Chi doesn't live or eat at home. She lives like a single woman outside, and I don't know if there are people outside. Already!"

The coffee on the table is freshly ground, steaming hot, and the coffee mixed with the aroma of milk fills the entire dining room.

Lu Junming took a sip of the freshly ground coffee, his face suddenly sank, and he smashed the cup out with a 'bang', he scolded sharply: "What is this made of? Swill? Dare to serve something that pigs wouldn't even eat Table? Butler, change!"

(End of this chapter)