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Chapter 47

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    Wan Yun was silent for a long time. The curator waited for a moment and then impatiently flicked his fingers, giving up the profound communication of the soul.

    ¡°Being in this industry that is different from ordinary people¡¯s lives, I have had enough conversations in the style of abstract painting.  The artist has done enough crazy things over thousands of years. The curator has little interest in Wanyun's past and is determined to find a more interesting starting point for the conversation.

    The curator said kindly: "I found that your husband has lost weight recently?"

    Wan Yun looked at him with raised eyebrows.

    The curator glared back confidently: "Don't you read gossip magazines on weekdays?" He touched his chin again and asked, "What is the reason for Feng Jian's weight loss? Well, for example, maybe your soul is empty, so in the body  Like a wolf and a tiger, extremely hungry? That¡¯s why I¡¯m squeezed by you every night. As the saying goes, thirty is like a wolf, and forty is like¡ªLi Wanyun, listen to me, open the door quickly!¡±

    Feng Jian suffered from a severe cold.

    When Ms. He came back from shopping in Switzerland, she naturally wanted to visit her beloved daughter first.  But as soon as the RV entered the front door, she couldn't help but dig her fingers into the leather seat. At first glance, it was almost unrecognizable from the former Mid-level mansion to the current safari park.

    Throughout the afternoon, He Long directed the servants to clean the house thoroughly and order various imported flower seeds.

    Feng Jian was at the foot of the mountain, and he could hear the roar of his lawn mower at home in the distance.  He got out of the car and smelled the smell of grass, but the two sheepdogs at home did not pounce on him with their usual foolish enthusiasm - He Long said coldly: "Send him to the pet hospital for a hair dryer and a checkup."

    Feng Jian gave Wan Yun a look without reputation.  Wan Yun had just walked in and was putting on her coat at the entrance, but she seemed to have eyes behind her, and she said softly: "Mom, why are you here suddenly?"

    He Long said very reasonably: "I told Xiao Feng by email that I would come."

    Feng Jian looked at her. The only terrifying existence in the universe alongside her mother-in-law was the credit card company.  He Long did send him an email ten days ago.  In the letter of more than 60 bytes, He Long did say that he would come to inspect, but the time adverbial he used was "when she is free" - now it seems that He Long meant "when she is free" rather than "when she is free"  Daughter and son-in-law when they are free."

    Dinner for three people is like torture, both for Wanyun and Feng Jian.

    He Long¡¯s hands were like butterflies, and he was instructing people to serve Wan Yun with dishes, and his mouth was not idle.  She said softly to Feng Jian: "Xiao Feng, you and Yun Yun really want to have a baby soon, right? Look at you, you always regard yourself as an outsider and always feel that you are working for the Li family." She wiped her mouth with a napkin gracefully, "  It will be better after having children.¡±

    Feng Jian wanted to say no, then wanted to say yes, and finally ate with an expressionless face.

    He Long had no intention of letting him go: "When a man is over forty, the children he gives birth to are likely to be weak."

    Feng Jian raised his head and said frankly: "I have never heard of such scientific research. Did you make it up?"

    He Long suppressed his anger and said word by word: "I never read scientific research, but I have raised children myself."

    Feng Jian frowned and looked at her. Wan Yun coughed slightly, but He Long's flames of war were transferred to Wan Yun.

    "So," He Long closed his eyes and spoke softly, "I remember that you don't like babies. Why? I still remember that when you were young, you had deep eyebrows, like flour, you didn't like to smile, you always frowned, and you were beautiful.  It¡¯s also annoying. Remember when you were in junior high school, the young school supervisor secretly stuffed letters into your schoolbag, and you were eventually expelled¡ª¡ª¡±

    Wan Yun felt somewhat uncomfortable when she met Feng Jian's appraising gaze.

    He Long said: "If you have a child, you will definitely be the cutest one in the world. I just remind you that you should think about the future. Xiao Feng has always been a bit out of tune-"

    At this time, Zhen¡¯s mother leaned over and asked He Long to go out and answer the phone, and her speech came to an end.

    Taking advantage of this free time, Wan Yun said to Feng Jian: "You can talk about a topic at will and let mom care about something else. Don't always target us."

    Feng Jian sneered: "What? Now it's finally Miss Li's turn to feel uncomfortable. Please be patient, she is your biological mother."

    Wan Yun frowned because of his gloating expression. He Long had already finished speaking and came back. When he sat down, he asked with a smile: "What are the young couple whispering again?"

    Wan Yun glanced at Feng Jian: "Feng Jian said he is unable to have children now."

    He Long looked at Feng Jian and asked calmly: "Is it financial ability or fertility?" He then asserted, "Didn't my family have to deal with Feng Jian's case before? Everything about your body is normal. Or are you holding it in for too long?  , I want to live in the private world for two years first. Ah, it doesn¡¯t matter, I can help you two take care of the whereabouts of your children. This time I went to Switzerland, and I got to know the principal of the best private kindergarten there.Chief, she promised me to provide the best education¡ª¡ª"

    Feng Jian was too lazy to get angry with He Long. He looked at the person opposite and said word by word: "Li, Wan, Yun."

    Wanyun said calmly: "Please be patient, this is your mother-in-law."

    After dinner, He Long stayed overnight as expected.

    Feng Jian and Wanyun¡¯s accommodation became a problem again.  It was not that there were no spare rooms in the villa, but explaining to He Long why they slept separately was obviously a very unwise choice after she finished talking about the child issue.

    He Long locked Feng Jian's door with his own hands, while Feng Jian stayed in the study for a long time, and then moved into Wanyun's room step by step.

    Feng Jian didn¡¯t touch her things. She just sat in front of the sofa and stared at Wanyun¡¯s crystal chessboard to guess the price. Her eyes fell unconsciously and she couldn¡¯t help but be stunned.

    Wan Yun wanted to put away the game controller under the coffee table, but it was too late.

    "You actually bought a game that is exactly the same as the one in the resort?" Feng Jian picked it up to check, and then sarcastically said, "You lost money that day. You were obviously very impressed by your loss, huh?"

    Wan Yun pursed her lips: "How much money did I lose? Is it as much as 20,000?"

    ??Everyone has a blind spot, don¡¯t be afraid of not hitting it.

    Mentioning a certain night in a quiet and closed bedroom seems to have other implications.  Feng Jian looked at her expressionlessly, and Wan Yun secretly regretted her mistake and took a step back: "I'll take a shower first."

    Shutting himself into the bathroom, Wan Yun played with the lighter in front of the mirror. It lit up and extinguished for a while. The water under the faucet in the bathtub rang softly. After a long time, he found that he was restless.

    We have sex again tonight, literally.  Depending on the mood of the two of them, tonight may develop into something more realistic.

    There is no difference between the first time and the second time for that kind of thing.  After sleeping in the same bed for so long during the honeymoon, she had seen the scene of the man getting up with a stubble all over his face, and she had seen it all over again, and tonight was no different.

    Wan Yun immersed his shoulders in the hot water to let his brain empty out.

    In the past, she really didn't care about Feng Jian or that kind of thing.  But nowshe felt a vague sense of reluctance towards this situation, a very subtle resistance, very unfamiliar.

    When she came out of the shower, Feng Jian looked at the ceiling and mentioned two things that were very important to him tonight.

    "I don't have pajamas. Also, if you want to sleep on the sofa, you can sleep on it yourself. I want to sleep on the bed."

    Wan Yun was stunned: "There are bath towels in the bathroom, please do as you please. Otherwise, call Zhen's mother and ask her to deliver them."

    She avoided the second question easily.  If he had known that Feng Jian had such a bad character that the word "proud" was not enough to describe him, there would have been no need to worry about him taking advantage of him.  Wan Yun was just a little surprised. It was clear that this man had never forced her, and Feng Jian had never forced others in the true sense, but

    Wan Yun stared at the game CD on the table from afar.

    She didn¡¯t have time to think carefully about what should be added after this ¡°but¡±. Tonight was not a good time to use her brain.

    Wan Yun originally used to read before going to bed, but in order to avoid more embarrassment and arguments, she turned off the lights and went to bed early.

    After a while, she heard Feng Jian come out of the bathroom.

    The layout of her room was opposite to that of Feng Jian's. The man almost tripped over the chair on the floor under the black light.  Finally, with the faint light of the humidifier, I came to the bed.

    He took a breath of relaxation, obviously not seeing Wan Yun lying on this side of the bed, so the next second, Wan Yun felt his quilt being lifted off.

    "Feng Jian!"

    The man's weight was already pressing heavily on her chest, and water dropped from her wet hair, pouring onto her neck.

    Feng Jian was obviously startled by the too soft touch. With a thought in his mind, he quickly sat up and took a step back.

    Wan Yun was almost unable to breathe due to the pressure he had exerted before, and her heart was unusually confused.  She endured the discomfort and held the quilt, then silently shrank to the other side of the bed and lay down, making room for Feng Jian.

    But after a while, there was no movement on that side.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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