Lovely wife, hard-to-support husband is too domineering

Chapter 708 She Lies for Another Man (3)
"itch!"

Fu Huanyan shrunk her neck to hide from her, seeing that the fried rice in the pot was going to be mush, she said angrily: "Stop making trouble, or I won't have dinner!"

This kind of intimidation was very deterrent, Xiang Bei withdrew his hand without hesitation, turned around obediently and walked out of the kitchen to wash his hands.For the dinner he was looking forward to so hard, let's behave first!
A backpack was thrown on the coffee table, and a box of watercolors was turned out of the opened zipper.Xiang Bei paused, his sharp eyes staring at the poster under the watercolor paint box.

In the upper left corner of the brochure, Dunn's signature is flying.Xiang Bei's thin lips fell instantly, and the smile in his eyes gradually faded.

The dinner was served on time. Fu Huanyan filled a large bowl with egg fried rice and placed it in front of Xiang Bei.Finally, give him a bowl of vegetable soup.

"Let's eat." Fu Huanyan clapped her hands with a sense of accomplishment.

Xiang Bei threw down the rice bowl in front of him, dumbfounded, "Is this all for me?"

"Isn't it enough?" Fu Huanyan bit her chopsticks and pushed out her own bowl of fried rice reluctantly, "It's not enough for you to eat mine, I'm not too hungry."

She looked so cute, Xiang Bei pulled her face and kissed her hard, panting and laughing: "Miss San, your dear boyfriend is 29 years old this year, not 19 years old."

"Uh..." Fu Huanyan pouted, "What do you mean?"

Xiang Bei sighed softly, with a trace of disappointment in his voice.Pointing to the big bowl in front of him, he said helplessly, "This is my 19-year-old appetite, and now I can only eat half."

"Why?" Fu Huanyan was puzzled.

Xiang Bei's palm fell on her forehead, "I'm getting old."

"You are not old!" Fu Huanyan immediately retorted, "Xiang Bei, you are not old at all!"

As if to prove her words, Fu Huanyan pointed to the bowl of rice in front of her, and said anxiously: "I used to eat so much, and now I still eat so much, you are the same age as me, I am not old, how can you be old? !"

Bowing his head and kissing her excited expression, Xiang Bei held her hand and said, "Men age faster than women!"

"Liar!"

Fu Huanyan retorted again, "Our fourth son Fu is not old at all!"

"Ah……"

Xiang Bei shook his head and smiled, and hugged her to his chest, "The fourth one is not old, that's what Mu Liang should care about. Just care about me, don't care about others."

"He's my younger brother." Fu Huanyan retorted softly.

"My younger brother is someone else." Xiang Bei didn't budge.

Fu Huanyan bit her lip and said with a muffled laugh, "Stingy!"

"Xiang Bei, you are not old at all." Fu Huanyan hadn't come out of her sorrow yet.

Xiang Bei hugged her on his lap, simply took her rice bowl, and let her eat together in his arms, "Huanyan, we will all grow old sooner or later."

Holding the chopsticks, Xiang Bei suddenly raised his eyebrows to look at Fu Huanyan, and said in a deep voice, "I want to marry you home in my best years."

"..." Fu Huanyan's red lips moved, and her eyes suddenly became sore.In fact, she also wanted to, but...she couldn't let go of painting.

The meal was finished silently in a gloomy mood. Fu Huanyan ate and thought, if she knew this, she would not have to cook. It would be nice for the two of them to eat outside.

After dinner, Xiang Bei was in charge of cleaning the kitchen, while Fu Huanyan sat on the sofa in a daze.She glanced at the brochure stuffed in her backpack from time to time, feeling hesitant.

After taking a bath at night, Fu Huanyan was huddled under the quilt in her pajamas, and was calling Mu Liang.She glanced at the bathroom door on the side, and said in a low voice, "Liangliang, do you have time on Monday?"

"Is there something wrong?" Mu Liang asked lightly.

Fu Huanyan hesitated and said, "Are you interested in the exhibition?"

"Hmm." Mu Liang mumbled, "I don't quite understand."

The girl who is so good at playing the piano doesn't know how to draw, Fu Huanyan hung up the phone in disappointment.She was still holding the phone in a daze, and the position around her had already sunk.

"Who are you calling?" The man's hot breath floated over.

Fu Huanyan blinked, "Liangliang."

There was a faint peppermint fragrance on Xiang Bei's body. Fu Huanyan hugged his waist back, and directly shoved her legs towards him, "Warm up."

The studio was equipped with a heater, and it didn't take long for Fu Huanyan to feel warm all over her body.Tsk tsk, this natural stove is still better than heating, she sighed comfortably and narrowed her eyes.

"It will be Chinese New Year soon." Fu Huanyan sighed, her small face suddenly wrinkled, "I don't like Chinese New Year. There are so many people in the family during Chinese New Year, noisy and chaotic!"

Xiang Bei feels the same way, every year during Chinese New Year, the days are busier than usual.He took Fu Huanyan's hand and pressed it to his heart, his eyes narrowed, "Why don't we go on a trip this year?"

"Travel?" Fu Huanyan curled her lips, "No, I still have paintings to hand in."

Looking down at the person in his arms, Xiang Bei's expression changed, "Actually, you don't need to sell paintings. I think your works are priceless. Why should you criticize those people?"

Fu Huanyan smiled, and looked at him with a 'you don't understand' expression, "Actually, I don't want to sell, but I want more people to see my paintings, not just me to appreciate them."

"Which is yourself?" Xiang Bei raised his eyebrows, "Don't you still have me?"

Fu Huanyan pursed her lips, raised her finger to the painting hanging on the side and asked him, "Then tell me, what's so good about that painting?"

"Uh……"

Xiang Bei frowned, most afraid of her asking this, "Anywhere is fine."

"cut!"

Fu Huanyan pouted contemptuously, feeling a little disappointed.Although Xiang Bei dotes on her, he doesn't know how to draw.

"Shall we go to sea on Monday?" Xiang Bei hugged the person in his arms, asking seemingly unintentionally.It's just that as soon as his words fell, the person in his arms froze all over.

"Monday?" Fu Huanyan frowned, "The weather forecast said that there will be strong winds this week, and it will be very cold to go out to sea."

Perhaps because of guilty conscience, Fu Huanyan didn't dare to look Xiang Bei in the eye.

A piece of warmth fell on her forehead, and Xiang Bei's thin lips kissed the corner of her eyes, with a gentle and loving tone, "Yes, you are afraid of the cold, how could I have forgotten."

"It will be warmer next week, let's go next week." Fu Huanyan gently wrapped Xiang Bei's waist.

Xiang Bei responded, and withdrew his finger on Fu Huanyan's forehead little by little.

On Monday morning, Fu Huanyan got up very early.She sat alone by the window for a long time, until the sun shone directly on her eyes, and she turned her face away uncomfortably, only then did she realize that she had sat stupidly for four or ten minutes.

As the clock on the wall ticked by, Fu Huanyan stretched out her hand and spread out the brochure, her tangled eyes wandering repeatedly.In the end is to go?Still not going? !
Fu Huanyan rested her chin on her hands, and after a while of choices, she stood up silently and walked towards the wooden box placed in the corner.After opening it, she pulled out a paintbrush from the bottom layer, and her eyes flickered.

(End of this chapter)