Favorable

The moment Jiang Mian raised her eyes, she had already been hugged by the man. His clothes were still soaked with the chill of the cold wind, which made people feel calmer unconsciously.

Fu Sichen lowered his eyes, seeing the obedient girl in his arms, and his voice was so calm: "Want to gag?"

???

How did this man manage to say these three words without blushing or heart beating?

Not ashamed at all.

Listen to that eldest lady Su Lixing talking nonsense.

The messy things that happened during the day suddenly flashed through Jiang Mian's mind, and she immediately pushed Fu Sichen away, crossing her hands across her chest with a questioning tone on her face: "Have you thought about your own wife after you were having a love affair with your old sweetheart outside?"

Hearing Jiang Mian's sudden words, Fu Sichen was caught off guard.

Looking at Jiang Mian's somewhat arrogant face, he bent his lips and smiled: "Where is there an old friend, I only have you."

Pooh! !

Believe your nonsense.

"The collection of photos taken for my wife are all here..."

Before Fu Sichen finished speaking, a soft body was already covering him: "I believe my husband's words so much. I have the best husband in the world."

Jiang Mian's whole body was wrapped around Fu Sichen's body like a koala.

Being able to bend and stretch is what a great woman does.

The man curled his lips and smiled softly. Mrs. Fu was good at changing his face.

He carried Jiang Mian downstairs to the living room.

There was still a faint light shining in the living room. Jiang Mian looked at the things on the coffee table and the protective velvet gift boxes on the carpet. For a moment, he didn't know which one to start with.

She jumped out of Fu Sichen's arms and sat directly on the carpet, surrounded by the auction items.

Fu Sichen looked at the scene in front of him, a faint smile overflowing from his pale lips.

This little ancestor loves these things.

He took out his cell phone and took a photo of Jiang Mian, who was unpacking the auction items with his eyes lowered.

The light was weak, and the woman's face could not be seen clearly. Her long, slightly curly hair cast a dark shadow on the side of her face, and her joyful mood could be seen in the slight smile on her red lips.

Fu Sichen v: [My wife is very happy {photo}]

【Ah ah ah ah ah!Children who don’t sleep get candy]

[Mr. Fu, shouldn’t you be coaxing your wife in bed?] [I don’t understand upstairs, the living room is more exciting]

[I also want to tear these apart, tears of envy! ! !A certain Sheng fan must have slapped you in the face, even if you have no face, you know that he is not the real owner of your family]

[That is, Mrs. Fu has a good temperament even if she takes a casual photo]

[Why does this person look so much like Jiang Mian? ? 】

Although this comment attracted the attention of some people, it was quickly brushed aside.

At this time, Yang Yang, who was not asleep, sneaked into the "Slumber CP" super chat.

It feels a bit like celebrating the New Year, and some CPs are starting to pick up the details.

such as--

Although I didn't take a complete picture, the layout of Jiang Mian's living room is almost the same as that given by Mr. Fu.

Mrs. Fu's face was not fully photographed, but the overall feeling was exactly the same as Jiang Mian's.

Some people even found out that the teacup in the living room was the same teacup that appeared in Jiang Mian's house before.

……

The more everyone thought about it, the more they thought about it.

It was almost obvious that Jiang Mian was Mrs. Fu.

Jiang Mian and Fu Sichen lingered in the bathroom for a long time before they came out. She sank into the bed and could fall asleep in the next second.

buzz-

The phone vibrated.

Who else is there at this late hour?

Jiang Mian fumbled around randomly, touched the phone and picked it up.

【Sister Ting】

It's probably a big deal that Sister Ting can make phone calls at this point.

Jiang Mian picked up the answer and saw that there was no sound here, and there was a pause for a few seconds, and then——

"Didn't bother you?"