Lucky wife: let me spoil you, girl

In the gorgeous wedding hall, a couple were beautiful and talented. The groom took the bride's hand and walked slowly onto the red carpet. The bride's face was wearing a happy and sweet smile.

In the quiet night, song youyou took off his luxurious toast clothes, put on his already prepared red Tulle pajamas and sat quietly by the bed.

Waiting for the groom's arrival quietly and nervously, she always had a sweet smile on her face.

Sometimes longing, sometimes expecting, sometimes sweet, sometimes shy!

As time went by, song youyou changed from nervous and sweet at the beginning to anxious and worried now.

It's already twelve o'clock in the morning. Why doesn't Mr. Fang come back?

It's time for all the guests to leave. Doesn't he want to come?

Just when she was thinking, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Fang mujin came in full of wine.

Song youyou was so frightened that he stood up nervous and shy.

While reaching out to help him, he said with concern: "how much wine did you drink tonight? It's hard, isn't it?"

"Shall I make you some wake-up soup?"

"No, you sleep first. I'll take a shower!" The man's voice was deep and beautiful. Song youyou felt a little intoxicated when he heard his voice.

He blushed, nodded cleverly, and sat shyly back by the bed.

Fang mujin went into the bathroom, opened the cold water and rushed it quickly. The icy feeling made him wake up a lot in an instant.

Confused marriage, confused return to the room, until now, he still feels that everything in front of him is not true.

Through the frosted glass of the bathroom door, he looked at the vague figure beside the bed and felt a burst of irritability.

His trouble is that he doesn't understand why he is upset. The woman in bed is the woman he has been looking for for for more than ten years, but why can't he be happy at all.

It is reasonable to say that tonight is his wedding night, which should be the happiest time in his life, but why does he feel as uncomfortable as going to the execution ground tonight.

Fang mujin didn't know how long he flushed. He didn't go out with his tired body until he was cold and thorough.

Click, song youyou hears the sound of the bathroom door opening, trembles nervously, and instinctively looks back.

But when she saw the male god wrapped in a bath towel around his waist, her face turned red unconsciously, and then she quickly lowered her head and dared not look again.

When she heard a rustling sound in the room, she suddenly looked up and found that the man was wiping his hair.

She hesitated for a moment, approached her, reached for the towel in Fang mujin's hand, and said shyly, "I... let me wipe it for you."

Fang mujin seemed to hide instinctively. She frowned and looked at her unhappily. Her tone was cold and said, "no!"

He hates the touch of other women except Su wennuan.

Song youyou looked at the irritability and displeasure in his eyes, and his hands hurried back with a pale and embarrassed smile on his face.

At this time, Fang mujin was surprised how hurt his instinctive reaction was.

Sitting in front of him was his wife. It was normal for the couple to have some intimacy. He hated her touch.

Song youyou is also a smart woman. She doesn't want to make the atmosphere so embarrassing. She smiles and asks, "do you want to use a hair dryer to do it faster!"

"No, I still haven't read some documents. Go to bed first and I'll go to the study!" Fang mujin put down her towel, grabbed a nightgown and went out.

Song youyou looked at the man's back and tears filled his eyes. It was more painful for him to escape from her like this than to beat her and scold her.

Look at the information?

Hehe, what information is better than the bride on the wedding night?

Obviously, I just don't want to face her. I just make up a reason to prevaricate her. Do you think she's a fool?

However, song youyou didn't cry or even show his unhappiness.

She knows that Fang mujin still has Su wennuan in her heart. For a while, he can't forget her, but it doesn't matter. She always believes that love will grow over time. She will be good to him wholeheartedly. Over time, he will find her good.

Even if she enlightens herself like this in her heart, she still can't let go and sit until dawn.

Until the moon slowly subsided and the sun slowly rose, Fang mujin didn't open the door.

Song youyou wiped his tears, went to wash his face, went directly into the kitchen and made breakfast for Fang mujin.

She comforted herself in this way. Since she lied and robbed her best friend, now unhappiness should be God's punishment for her. When these punishments pass, all that remains is happiness.

So she should be brave and optimistic and wait for happiness.

Song youyou thought about these messy ideas while cooking. When Fang mujin came out of the study, he saw the busy figure in the kitchen.

Seeing the slim figure, Fang mujin's heartbeat missed a beat. He ran down step by step, but saw song youyou come out with a plate.

The man's footsteps are frozen in place. It turns out... It's not her!

Song youyou just looks up and sees the lost look in the man's eyes. Why is he lost?

Is it because the cook is not su wennuan?

Her heart ached at the thought of this, like someone clenched his fist and punched heavily.

"Fang... Mr. Fang, I've had dinner and breakfast. Would you like to try it?" The woman reluctantly pulled out a smile and said as if nothing had happened.

"Well... OK, you eat too!"

Fang mujin looked at the full table and ate the delicious breakfast. She didn't say it was delicious or not. Anyway, she could fill her stomach.

They ate quietly. All they could hear was the sound of cups and dishes touching. The atmosphere was more strange and embarrassing than two strangers.

Song youyou wants to find a topic to break the embarrassment, but he doesn't know what to say.

Because Fang mujin was eating very seriously, she didn't want to talk at all.

Finally, song youyou summoned up the courage and asked, "Mr. Fang... Where are we going to spend our honeymoon, go... To the Maldives?"

Fang mujin put down the knife and fork in her hand, slightly coagulated her eyebrows, thought for a moment, and then said, "well... It's better to spend some time. There are many things in the company during this time, and I can't get away."

"You'd better wait until you have time for the honeymoon. I'll make it up to you!"

Fang mujin said, wiping her hands with a napkin, then put a credit card on the table and said, "buy what you like. Don't hurt yourself!"

"I'll go to work first. Take your time!" The man got up and left.

Song youyou looked at the man's back and grabbed the tablecloth with both hands. His long nails were deeply trapped in the tablecloth. His eyes were full of tears and his expression was wronged to the extreme.