Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

Chapter 101: Get an inch into the foot (1 more)

  Chapter 101 Gaining an inch (1 more)

  Snow buffet restaurant

  Song Feng night lowered his head to eat, and occasionally looked up at the person opposite.

  Fu Chen has already drunk two bottles of beer and a small bottle of white wine. His eyes are drooping and the corners of his eyes are red, and he seems to be drunk. He is a little bit arrogant and self-sufficient.

  In fact, Fu Shendu himself felt a little naive.

   Why do you breathe with a few Mao children, but when I think of her smiling at others, it feels like a needle stabbed in my heart, uncomfortable and very uncomfortable.

  He had never thought about how possessive of Song Fengwan would be so strong, wishing she could only stare at him.

   is simply hopeless.

  He probably owed this little girl in his previous life.

   "San Ye, don't you want to eat something?" Song Fengwan said cautiously, and it was fine just to go out, but his face changed whenever he said it.

   And don’t eat, just drink, it hurts the stomach too much.

  Fu Shen looked at her without speaking, which made Song Fengwan's heart palpitations even worse.

  I don’t want to annoy him, she seems to have done nothing?

   said that a woman’s heart is acupuncture in the bottom of the sea. At this moment, she feels that Fu Sanye’s heart is really unfathomable. It was fine in the last second. What's wrong with this inexplicable?

  This meal Song Fengwan was very unreliable, and he left without delay after the meal.

  Fu Shen didn't speak on the way, Song Fengwan didn't dare to talk casually, the atmosphere became more and more depressing, until they returned to the room, the two went back to the room without saying hello.

  However, Fu Chen's footsteps were a little vain, and he knew that he was drinking too much.

  Beverages in the cafeteria are provided free of charge and are not metered. They have some low-quality drinks, and the alcohol concentration is not low. Fu Chen is mixed with several kinds of alcohol. It is difficult to think not to be drunk.

  He himself is a person who doesn't drink often, and suddenly he is so fierce that his body must be a little unbearable.

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  Song Feng went back to the house to take a bath at night, remembering that Fu Chen's house did not have a bathroom, so he should also take a bath, and after drinking, she was not at ease in her heart.

  I was afraid of something unexpected with him.

  Hovering in the living room for a long time, the water in the electric tea kettle was boiling, just like her messy mood. She poured a cup of hot water and knocked on Fu Chen's door.

   "San Ye, are you asleep?" Her voice was suppressed very low, for fear of making him noise.

  Knowing him for so long, it was the first time I saw him drinking, so silent, it was really scary.

   "Something?" The voice through the door panel was slightly suppressed.

   "Um... I burned some hot water, would you like to drink some?" Song Fengwan felt that this cup of water was hot, just like her at the moment.

"come in."

   With permission, Song Feng opened the door late in the evening. There was no light in his house, and the only window curtain was opened, and he was standing by the window.

  The window on this side is facing the back of the snow field, and the snow from the sky is reflected in, and the room is contrasted with some brightness.

  It's just the color, bleak and unpopular.

  The snow fell on Fu Chen's face, adding to the coldness and depression. He stood sideways with his fingertips crossed, his eyebrows drooped, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

  'S expression is even more elusive.

  The surroundings were quiet, and Song Feng was even more disturbed with his heart raised.

   "San Ye, are you uncomfortable?" Song Fengwan put the cup on the table near him and asked in a low voice.

   Fu Chen tilted his head to look at him, his eyes were dull and dull. When he was carrying the light, his facial features were almost submerged, and he looked very negative and lonely.

   "It's okay." He was still drunk and pungent.

  This is the first time she has seen Fu Chen look like this. Has someone upset him?

   "Am I... upset you?"

  After all, he was like this suddenly. He didn't meet anyone on the way, let alone answer the phone. The only possibility was himself.

   "No." His voice seemed to come from his chest, so hoarse that it felt dull.

  "Then you should rest early..." Song Fengwan rubbed his fingers uneasy twice.

  Fu Shen's fingers tightened while holding the Buddhist beads, "Song Fengwan."

"Ok?"

"come here."

  Song Fengwan hesitated, but walked to him in accordance with Yan.

  "Come here again." Fu Chen tilted his head to look at her, his voice getting deeper and deeper, seemingly displeased.

  Song Fengwan still remembers his cousin's instructions to him: [Fu Chen doesn't like disobedient people, don't resist him].

  She hesitated, although she hesitated...

   still took two steps forward.

  The whole person was already standing by the window, but Fu Chen suddenly stretched out a hand and passed the Buddhist beads, "The tassels are wrapped together."

   "Can't solve it."

  The drooping tassels are indeed hooked in one place, just like the inextricable ball of thread, Song Fengwan took the Buddha beads with both hands and fiddled with...

  She was nervous, her fingers tugged at the tassel, but she didn't get a clue.

  "Not done yet?" Fu Chen began to urge her.

   "Why don't I turn on a light, I can't see clearly..." Song Fengwan turned his head and walked to the side, but Fu Chen suddenly grabbed her arm.

  She was stiff, her mind was like thunder exploding, and there was nothing in front of her eyes...

  Song Fengwan's fingers were so stiff that he tugged at the tassel, and he used force suddenly, so hard that he wanted to chop it off.

  Fu Shen...

   Kissed her?

   Brother Duan: It’s too beast, I can’t see it (*/ω\*)

  San Ye:...

  (End of this chapter)