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Yan Zhui raised her eyebrows, it was obvious that she had guessed correctly.
"How did Yuan Niang guess it?"
He didn¡¯t hide it, and kissed her soft lips again. Her cheeks seemed to be stained with rouge, and her heart felt like a cat scratching her, but she was very honest and well-behaved.
Fu Minghua was panting and his beautiful eyes were misty: "Sanlang is not such a formal person."
If it were normal times, he would definitely not be so polite and honest. He must have important things to do after the battle, so he did not dare to act recklessly.
Yan Zhui was stunned for a moment, then buried his head in her neck and laughed.
The hot air he blew touched her neck, making her itchy and a little embarrassed. She couldn't help but ask:
"what's so funny?"
But he laughed louder, and Fu Minghua's face turned redder.
Yan Zhui laughed for a while, then stopped to coax her:
"Don't be upset."
He kissed her hand and couldn't help laughing when he saw her trying to stay calm: "But Yuanniang really understands my heart. I'll go back to the room tonight."
Speaking of this, his eyes showed a twinkling look. Before, he buried his head at her neck and rubbed the skirt of her clothes into a mess. She was wearing clothes with a lapel collar. At this time, the collar slid down a little, revealing a piece of snow-white skin.
Yan Zhui lowered his head and bit it gently again, his voice showing a hint of lust. Fu Minghua reached out to lift his clothes, endured the shyness and said:
"I came here because I have something to do, not to rush you back to your room."
After she said this, she felt that the description was getting darker and darker. She quickly told her that she had accepted the Fu family's post and said that she would go back to the Fu family tomorrow.
He should accompany her back at this time, otherwise there will inevitably be rumors outside.
It¡¯s just that things have been going wrong for Yan Zhui recently, and she doesn¡¯t really want to bother him with such a trivial matter.
Yan Zhui nodded: "I will accompany you back."
"Are you free?"
She hesitated a little, turned sideways and sat on his lap and asked, Yan Zhui nodded slightly.
Yao Shi did have important things waiting for him over there. The person who called him outside came over to see him several times, but he didn't dare to come in and disturb him.
He personally escorted Fu Minghua out of the courtyard. When he saw her getting on the sedan chair and walking away, his expression turned cold, and he turned back and strode towards the meeting room.
He was still tepid before, but now he saw off the people and started running.
The waiter also ran after him, but he didn't dare to breathe loudly.
Today, Fu Minghua suddenly came over. The waiter waiting in the room did not report anything, so he was gagged and dragged to the other side to be tortured.
Yan Zhui left Yao Shi and the others behind and hurried over.
When the princess was there, he didn't show any clues and didn't hurried back to the house until she was sent away.
In the evening, Fu Minghua heard that someone in Yanzhui Courtyard had been carried out, but he didn't know what he had done.
He will come back at midnight. He hasn't slept well recently, and his eyes are covered with green shadows. He hasn't returned to his room for several days. After washing, he went to bed.
Fu Minghua hugged him and felt that it was time to get up before he had slept much.
Mother Jiang went into the outer room several times, and both of them were sleeping.
" If Fu Minghua was alone in normal times, Aunt Jiang would come to call her in the morning, but today Yan Zhui didn't get up in the room either, so she didn't dare to make a mistake.
Today I have to go back to Changlehou Mansion. If it is late, I will be in a hurry.
Last night, the bed sheets and bedding were changed in the room. Aunt Jiang guessed at the young couple, fearing that Yan Zhui would be unable to control himself.
She took a few steps outside, and Yan Zhui lazily called out from inside the room: "Come in."
Mother Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and wondered if she had woken up Yan Zhui.
When she and Biyun entered the room with a washbasin in their hands, Yan Zhui's pajamas were loosely wrapped around his body. He had obviously just put them on the cage and sat beside the bed.
The curtain with a large group of hibiscus flowers embroidered on half of it was put down, and a bed of black hair could be vaguely seen behind him. Fu Minghua hadn't gotten up yet.
"My slave, go get your clothes."
Mother Jiang spoke quickly, and Yan Zhui waved her hand: "No need."
He got up on his own and went to the other side room to get some clothes and put them on properly. When he came out, he saw Fu Minghua half-squinting her eyes, as if she hadn't woken up yet, letting Aunt Jiang and others dress her.
Yan Zhui couldn't help but laugh.
There are traces of bright red on her body. Compared with before marriage, her eyebrows are more charming, like a peony that has been irrigated and bloomed.
"Is this usually the case?"
He lowered his voice and asked.
With a tremble of her hands, Nanny Jiang's hand came loose, and the belt she was supposed to tie for Fu Minghua came loose.
Fu Minghua frowned, closed his eyes and leaned on Biyun aside. Biyun wanted to dress her, but he didn't dare to move, so naturally it was a bit difficult.
Seeing this situation, Yan Zhui stepped forward and took her into his arms. She rubbed against his chest, as if smelling a familiar scent, and changed into a comfortable position and squinted for a while.
Biyun and the others were a little at a loss, and he frowned: "Why are you still standing there?"
A few people were shocked and came back to their senses.
After putting on her clothes, Fu Minghua opened her eyes. She knew it was him when she hugged Yan Zhui, but he usually got up very early and would practice martial arts at five o'clock. She didn't expect that he didn't go out today.
"Sanlang, come and have dinner with me."
She is still awake and her speech is slurred.
Yan Zhui nodded lovingly and kissed her hair: "Okay."
She hugged his waist tighter again.
The two of them took a shower and were about to go out when it started to rain lightly.
The weather in January was still a bit cold, and the charcoal basin had been burned in the car in advance. It was not very cold, but the soles of her shoes were wet, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.
On the carriage, Yan Zhui hugged her into his arms and let her sleep for a while.
She yawned and leaned in his arms without falling asleep. She just stared out the window in a daze.
"Get some sleep."
He looked down at her and was a little dissatisfied with her looking out the window but not looking at him. He pulled up his cloak and blocked her face.
Fu Minghua struggled to look up at him, and Yan Zhui was finally satisfied.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked, wrapping the cloak tighter and seeing that she only had one head exposed, looking particularly cute.
She was in a daze and said after hearing this: "I didn't think about anything."
Such an answer obviously did not satisfy Yan Zhui. He grabbed Fu Minghua's hand, raised it to his mouth, and bit her.
Fu Minghua hadn't cried out in pain yet, but looking at the shallow tooth marks left on the jade-white palm, he felt a little regretful and felt that the bite was too heavy, so he licked her twice one by one.
"Sanlang"
Fu Minghua looked at him with watery eyes, and softened his tone, as if he had sugar in his mouth. Yan Zhui wanted to lower his head, but she quickly reached out to cover his face.
Yan Zhui let her push him and kissed her palm, making a "chirping" sound. She retracted her hand again. When Yan Zhui asked again, she followed suit and replied:
"Miss you."
She didn¡¯t use honorifics, but he felt comfortable listening to her, so he asked her not to use honorifics, and told her that he missed her too.
It¡¯s really the love between sons and daughters. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com