After I quit my relationship, my fiancé was attacked by me

Chapter 379 Patience Exhausted
It was the end of Haishi, and the entire front yard of Fufu was still brightly lit, with staggered toasts and strings and bamboo orchestras.

Because the Duke of Nanjun has a Duke, the marriage is naturally in accordance with high-level regulations.The guests came and went not only from families who were close friends with the Fu family, but also many people from the royal family who were lower than him.Among them, King Duan needless to say, King Kang, King Yi, King Qi, etc. all came to congratulate. As a result, the front yard was full of voices, and the sound of conversation and laughter rose from moment to moment.

Shen Yunwan sat in the room well-behaved and waited for Fuxuan, pricked up her ears to listen to the noise outside, although she was bored, she didn't get up and walk around casually.Fortunately, after putting down the fan, she was able to look at the environment in an open and honest manner.

This room is very strange.Except for the lively arrangement of the red silk, there is a manly coolness everywhere.In addition to a few necessary furniture, there is no extra decoration of calligraphy, painting, flowers and plants in the room. The only thing that can be regarded as decoration is a long sword on the wall.

When her eyes fell on the fringe of the long sword, Shen Yunwan felt familiar, her pupils trembled slightly, and her thoughts drifted away——

That day when she met a bandit in Gushan, she looked at the two hideous faces bent over her, feeling so desperate in her heart, but she didn't know that he in ragged clothes descended from the sky, rescued her, and carried him all the way.When she was in danger in the Taoist temple, he ordered her to close her eyes, and then he slashed and killed the opponent one by one, and held her tightly in his arms...

Shen Yunwan got up unconsciously, walked to the wall where the sword was hung, took off the long sword and looked at it, suddenly thought that the owner of this sword rarely talked to her, and every word he said to her was like an order——

"Hold tight, close your eyes!"

"Open your eyes, they are all dead."

"I'll look at the wound."

"Take it off yourself."

"Close your eyes."

"I will marry you, will you marry me or not?"

When Shen Yunwan was in a daze, there was a commotion outside the house, Fu Xuan was so drunk that he was unconscious, and the whole person fell on Mo Qi, his legs and feet could no longer stand still, and he shouted in a very arrogant way: "Drink, come on!" , I'm so scared! Full, full!"

Fu Yun shook his head helplessly, and cupped his hands to the guests behind him: "Everyone, Lord Nanjun is already drunk to such an extent, please raise your hands high and spare them."

Fu Xuan immediately shouted again: "Drunk, why are you drunk! No, no drunk!"

Shen Yunwan flusteredly hung the sword back to its original position, and opened the door when she heard the sound of everyone outside giving up and leaving gradually.

Fu Xuan was dragged into the room by Mo Qi, before she had time to reach out to help her husband, she saw Fu Xuan who had fallen on the bodyguard instantly stood up straight, strode in as if nothing had happened.

After the door was closed again, Shen Yunwan followed Fuxuan's footsteps to the table, looked at Fuxuan who was still pouring tea to drink, frowned and asked in a low voice, "Are you not drunk?"

Fu Xuan didn't raise his eyes, "I want to compete with Lao Tzu for wine, these people are a bit young!"

After all, Shen Yunwan is a girl from a wealthy family, and she doesn't listen to many rough words like "Lao Tzu". When Fu Xuan said it so blatantly, she didn't know how to answer it. After a pause for a long while, she said softly and caringly : "Husband, let me ask someone to bring you a bowl of hangover soup."

The sticky and greasy word "Husband" fell into my ears, and Fu Xuan raised her eyes and glanced at the speaker. She smiled lightly, with delicate muscles and beautiful appearance, and a pair of black pupils were round and timid. I feel so bullied.

Are you bullying...

Fuxuan had already drank a lot of wine and was panting heavily. Suddenly, he recalled the brochures Fuxuan gave him, and immediately his mouth became dry and his eyes turned red.

God knows, when he was in the army, he had heard many soldiers talking about such things, and he had heard quite a few stories about Meng Lang. after.Those pictures seemed to be the vague outlines that he had left in his mind before, and they were drawn in front of his eyes very clearly, so that he always saw a girl in his dreams in the past few days, and when he woke up early...

Fuxuan is not a patient character, a few days of torment is hard enough, now that his wife is close by, the scenes in the album will inevitably appear in his mind, he still can't bear it!

Thinking of this, Fuxuan stood up abruptly, looking at Shen Yunwan with bright eyes that seemed to have substance.

Shen Yunwan shrank her shoulders in surprise when he got up suddenly. The difference in size between the two was obvious. Fuxuan standing in front of her brought a strong sense of oppression to her. Seeing that Fuxuan was silent, she tremblingly said: "Husband... "

Fuxuan's arms were really tense, and he looked at Shen Yunwan with turbulent emotions, his voice was a little hoarse, but he interrupted her like a military order: "Take off your clothes!"

Shen Yunwan paused for a moment, although the nanny had taught her that things like this on the wedding night were inevitable, but she was still startled and frightened by Fuxuan's aura, her cheeks were reddened and she drooped her eyes, not daring to look at it again. Fu Xuan.

Before she could respond obediently, a pair of hands stretched out from her waist, and she said in a really impatient voice: "Why do you want me to do it? Don't you have any hands?"

Shen Yunwan's mind went blank, she stared blankly at the man in front of her who was randomly ripping off her clothes.Mrs. Nanjun's wedding dress came from the palace. It was exquisite and gorgeous, but it was extremely cumbersome and layered on top of each other. The belt around the waist consisted of ribbons, large belts, and silk ribbons. After several laps, it was straight to the eager man. Patience exhausted.

A needle could be heard in the room, and the two stood opposite each other.

Fuxuan's nose was sprayed with a scorching alcoholic breath, he frowned, lowered his head and pulled the girl's belt impatiently.

On the verge of his patience running out, Shen Yunwan whispered: "Husband, I'll do it myself."

The word "husband" clashed again, Fuxuan's hands trembled, seeing the belt that was really competing with him, he withdrew his hand as if giving up, and went to untie his own clothes which were not that simple.

But when all his wedding clothes were taken off, and his smooth body with many scars was sitting on the edge of the bed, Shen Yunwan was still undoing his clothes slowly.

Fuxuan looked at the bumpy silhouette of his newlywed wife, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed a few dry throats. He raised his eyes to look at the weapon on the wall, walked over to take it off in two or three steps, and pulled the long sword out of the scabbard. out, the tip of the sword pressed against Shen Yunwan's waist.

Suddenly being thrust into the stomach with a cold and dazzling long sword, Shen Yunwan's blood froze all over her body, and she only listened to the order: "Move your hands away."

She lowered her hands unconsciously, and the next moment, with a "click", all the belts in front of her were broken in two, and the front was also cut a huge hole.

Shen Yunwan looked down at the embroidery on her little gown, and felt dizzy. The next moment, she was placed straight on the quilt. It was photographed vigorously.

"Husband..."

"Lift your feet."

Shen Yunwan quickly understood that not only her words were strong, but also her actions, her husband was not a soft person.

The evasion/fire atlas is a theory of education after all, and the painting methods are also euphemistic and vague. Even if she was taken by the nanny to read all the pages, I don't know, that thing is like this...

I don't know, this thing is like this...

Wedding candles in the bridal chamber are naturally charming and hot.

The girl's voice was thin and weak, and there was obvious discomfort in it, but Mr. Lang is such a strong person, so naturally he didn't restrain himself at first.

Hoarseness, depressiveness, and ease are all born in the chaos between the two compartments after the last quarter moon is finally willing to rise behind the clouds while still hugging Piba.

The gentleman who pursues perfection is only willing to ask someone to bring hot water for the first few times when the sun shines in.

　Fuxuan and Shen Yunwan previously intersected to guide the way in chapters 318 and 334.

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　　Fuxuan: For Fuxuan to learn from, who knows...

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