let's get married darling

Chapter 141 No one will notice

Back at the hotel, Fu Hanshen found an ice pack from nowhere, let Song Yan sit on the edge of the bed, and he gently applied her face.

Staring at the earnest expression on his face, Song Yan felt a warm flow in his heart, it could not be said to be very sweet, his face was icy and cold, but his heart was warm and full, as if his heart was filled with his warmth.

Even Tang Munian had never given this feeling.

"Fu Hanshen." She said suddenly.

Fu Hanshen covered her face earnestly, "What's the matter?"

Song Yan removed the ice pack he had stuck on her face, looked up at him, and said, "If my mother doesn't agree to our marriage, you..."

She wanted to ask him if he would back down.

But suddenly he didn't want to ask this question, because his calm face was full of serious feelings, and he felt that asking this question was a bit redundant.

Shaking her head, she took his arm, leaned on his shoulder, and slightly curved her lips, "It's all right."

This is enough, without asking, she can also know his firmness, and it is impossible for Lin Xu to lose the battle because of Lin Xu's few words.

He is not a man who compromises easily.

Thinking of this, Song Yan finally settled down, leaning his head on his shoulder, feeling at ease.

She never thought that things like her parents' disapproval of getting married would happen to her. In her memory, Lin Xu was not a harsh mother. will.

However, what has now turned into a fact is that Lin Xu does not agree with her marrying Fu Hanshen no matter what...

She didn't understand what Lin Xu was insisting on.

Fu Han looked down at the woman on his shoulders, his eyes had a complicated luster, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After having dinner in the hotel, the time soon got late. When I returned to the room, Mrs. Fu called, and the question I asked was naturally related to Song Yan's mother. Would you agree to go back with them? Do not agree to marry and so on.

Fu Hanshen picked up the phone and said calmly, "I will take care of these things, you don't have to worry about it."

"I don't need to worry about it again. The problem is that you have to solve it." Mrs. Fu thought for a while and suggested, "Otherwise, I'll come over in person tomorrow? It looks like we are more sincere."

The scene of Mrs. Fu appearing in person is so beautiful that I don't dare to think about it.

Naturally, Fu Hanshen would not let her come, so he rejected her idea immediately, "No, I will take care of it. You just need to take care of the child at home."

Knowing that his temper doesn't like others getting involved in his affairs, Mrs. Fu had no choice but to continue to communicate about this matter, and instead said, "Xiaoyuan wants to talk to Song Yan, you take the phone give her."

Fu Hanshen responded, and handed the phone to Song Yan next to him.

Song Yan took the phone to answer it, and Song Xiaoyuan's immature voice came from the other end, "Song Dayan, do you miss me?"

"Think." Song Yan smiled.

The little guy sat comfortably on the sofa at the other end, touched his swollen belly, and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha with satisfaction, "I miss you too."

Song Yan took the mobile phone and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows in the room, brushed the hair from the sideburns behind his ears, and said with a slight smile, "Have you eaten yet?"

Seeing whether the mother and son would hang up the phone for a while, Fu Hanshen turned around and sat on the special sofa in the room, took out the tablet he brought, raised his legs, and took out a box of tablets while he was busy with work. The cigarette started.

Smelling the faint smell of smoke, Song Yan frowned, and while talking with Song Xiaoyuan, he glanced sideways at Fu Hanshen in the sofa.

He was holding a cigarette in his mouth, the smoke made his eyes slightly narrowed, staring at the tablet, not knowing what he was looking at, his brows were furrowed, he was not wearing a coat, the top buttons of his white shirt were casual Unbuttoned, revealing his sexy and attractive strong chest.

Seeing the cigarette in his mouth, Song Yan frowned almost subconsciously, turned around, looked out of the window, and continued chatting with Song Xiaoyuan on the phone.

Fu Hanshen is communicating with Shang Wu through emails. When he is away, there are urgent matters in the company. Most of them will be handled by Jing Chen. Only when he is free, he will spare time to be busy.

After simply finishing some work matters, the cigarette in his mouth was almost burned out, and he casually smashed the cigarette butt out in the ashtray in front of him. Fu Hanshen looked up at Song Yan who was still answering the phone.

With her back to him, she is thin and thin, wearing a simple shirt and a plain dress that reaches to her ankles, her long vertical hair that looks like black silk hangs down naturally behind her, talking and laughing with Song Xiaoyuan There was a low and soft sound in the space.

Fu Hanshen didn't have much impression of his own voice, but when he heard her lightly smiling voice, he felt it was very nice, with a clear and quiet feeling, which was his favorite type.

When a man pays attention to a woman, he usually starts with her appearance. Few men can do it. Regardless of a person's appearance, he first understands a woman's inner character.

Jing Chen once said that he just likes this type of woman, it can't be otherwise, Song Yan, from top to bottom, is indeed the one he admires, and his every move catches his attention, making him unable to move his eyes away.

Otherwise, before he was with her, he couldn't help but want to put her...

Thinking about it, the former minister always said that he was a beast, this sentence seems to be quite right.

At least, this was the first time he was facing a woman, and when he saw her, he couldn't help but want to push her down...

After staring at Song Yan's back for a long time, Fu Hanshen suddenly looked away, and quickly sent an email to Jing Chen's mailbox on the tablet, "Take Xiaoyuan to the hospital for a physical examination tomorrow, please don't disturb me." To two old."

The meaning of this sentence is a bit unclear. When Jing Chen saw it, he even felt baffled and couldn't understand what Fu Hanshen meant.

He wanted to ask something, but when he replied to the inquiry email, Fu Hanshen ignored him, put the tablet aside, put down his legs and stood up——

Song Yan chatted with Song Xiaoyuan for a while, and after telling him to go to bed early, the two hung up the phone.

Putting the phone away, looking at the bright night sky outside for a while, Song Yan heaved a long sigh of relief, and his mood, which was clouded by Lin Xu's words, suddenly became clear.

Many times, Song Xiaoyuan is the source of her strength. Whenever she thinks that she still has such a son, and listens to his voice, she feels that there is nothing in the world that she can't overcome.

This is probably a special tenacious mentality that I gradually and unconsciously have after becoming a parent.

Eyes lowered, the corners of his mouth twitched, Song Yan collected his emotions, but just when he was about to turn back to look at Fu Hanshen, the man who was about to turn around was suddenly pressed against the glass window by the man.

Song Yan was caught off guard immediately, turned around in surprise, and met his deep eyes. This sudden movement made her heart beat wildly, "Fu Hanshen..."

As soon as the words escaped his throat, his lips were sealed by the man.

He kissed her tenderly, wrapped her waist with one hand, and lifted her skirt with the other unwillingly...

Song Yan's heart was beating wildly, he didn't know why he got interested, he was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to do, he was pressed against the transparent and strong glass window, he kissed her deeply, a sudden and exciting feeling permeated her Her senses filled her whole body.

Finally, as if she was about to be suffocated by his hot and intense kiss that almost took her breath away, she moved her head away from him, and looked at him inexplicably, "You... ..."

"Did no one tell you?" He blocked what she was going to say, and looked at her with great interest, the teasing curve of the beautiful lips was almost perfect and extremely dangerous, like a beast, "When we are alone When you are in the same space, don't just turn your back on a man with normal physiology."

"..."

"That would make them want to commit crimes."

"Ah?" Song Yan was taken aback, what else is there?

Fu Han kissed her chin deeply, his voice was low and full of infinite charm, "I'm getting angry from you all over now, come, let me vent my anger obediently."

Song Yan, "..."

Without asking her to say anything, he lifted her skirt with ease, and a cool feeling soon hit her.

When he pressed her against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, he suddenly realized what kind of scene this was. Song Yan panicked, and quickly reached out to stop him, "Don't."

"Huh?" Behind his head was his low alcohol-like voice, low and hoarse, especially provocative.

Song Yan's face was blushing all over, his heart was beating wildly, he was aggrieved and said awkwardly, "I will be seen here."

In the rooms on the tenth floor, although no one may actually pay attention to the glass windows, the lights in the room are bright. What if someone who happens to be watching the scenery with a telescope or something accidentally sees it?

Isn't that a live R-rated show?

Thinking of the scene that would be seen by others, Song Yan was so ashamed and indignant that he felt helpless even to refuse.

Fu Hanshen didn't take it seriously, he lowered his head and bit her earlobe from behind, ambiguously, "You think too much, no one will pay attention to this place."

Also, since both of them were fully clothed, no one could see what they were doing.

Song Yan shook his head violently, "No, no, I...uh...you—"

Fu Hanshen obviously didn't want to spend too much time talking with her at this time, when she refused, he broke in without hesitation...

Many men usually have a perverted hobby in their hearts. Women who cater too much will gradually lose their taste after a long time. Therefore, seeing Song Yan's refusal, Fu Hanshen's more novelty-seeking psychology becomes more perverted. stand up.

The charming and exciting feeling permeated every sense of Song Yan, she suddenly thought to herself, many women must have a physique of being abused, they say no, but they are no match for the honesty of their bodies...

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It didn't take long for the battlefield to turn into the bed again, with ups and downs, and the two of them were almost exhausted until their physical strength was exhausted, exhausted, and the space was full of sweat and some kind of ambiguous smell.

For some reason, Song Yan suddenly had a feeling that Fu Hanshen seemed to be venting.

Venting some emotion she doesn't understand, like a beast.

She turned her head, looked at the sweating man lying beside her, and opened her mouth to ask something, when the doorbell of the room suddenly rang——

(End of this chapter)