Chapter 853 San Ye is drunk, and his love has been plotting for a long time

  Xiao Yan Xiansen didn’t know how awkward the atmosphere in the living room was when he had finished saying this. He had already sat down on the children’s chair, placed the spoons and learning chopsticks, and was waiting for the meal.

   "What are you doing, sit." The old lady Yan was slightly embarrassed and smiled and greeted everyone to sit down.

  Qiao Wangbei glanced at his little nephew, this little thing talked a lot.

  Before Fu Shen came, Qiao Wangbei wanted to give him a "thousand knives and a thousand cuts". It was enough for his family to talk about it in private, and it was really embarrassing to spread it out.

  Fu Zhongli coughed and sat down. The family actually discussed this kind of thing in private?

  Actually, when he was discussing some details about relatives with the other people, his eyes were attracted by Qiao Wangbei from time to time.

  He turns the knife completely instinctively. The callus on his hand is very thick, and there are scars cut by the knife. In some places, the incision is deep enough to reach the bone. It is not easy to do anything.

  It is said that when he operated the machine, he almost used half of his arm once.

  Since I sit down, I naturally drink alcohol.

   "It's only noon, drink less." Qiao Aiyun urged.

But Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Wangbei looked at each other. They rushed to get Fu Chen drunk today, how could they drink less, and Fu Chen came today, begging others, even if they don’t drink normally, they will push today. Can't refuse.

  Song Fengwan watched, all red, white, yellow, and various colors of wine were poured into his glass.

   Frows slightly.

   "Uncle..."

   "What's the matter, I'm happy today, Fu Chen, if you can't drink, we won't force it." After Qiao Wangbei finished saying this, Fu Chen was already drunk at this time, so he could only hold his head and nod.

   "It's okay, let's continue."

  He patted Song Fengwan’s hand and signaled that it’s okay.

  Fu Zhongli was out of the picture at this time, just accompanied by a few drinks.

  The meal didn't end until more than two o'clock in the afternoon, until Fu Chen couldn't stand it and felt a little sick in his stomach.

  He ran to the bathroom, and Song Fengwan followed closely. Before he went in, he heard the sound of toilet flushing from inside, presumably he was throwing up...

  "Why are you filling him with wine to make people like this?" Qiao Aiyun was annoyed, "It looks like I can't leave today. 80% of them are going to live at home."

  Qiao Wangbei and Yan Wangchuan also had a drink, but they knocked Fu Chen down. When they heard that he was going to stay at home, the two brushed their faces together.

  "Stay?" Yan Wangchuan raised his eyebrows.

   "It's probably because of vomiting. It is impossible to let him leave now. I must let him rest first."

  Fu Zhongli sat on the side, lowered his head and smiled sullenly.

  **

  Fu Shen did vomit once. It was all drinks, but he became sober. With Song Fengwan's help, he stumbled to the second floor.

   "You lie down, I'll get you a towel." Song Fengwan turned around and went into the bathroom, preparing to twist a towel and wipe his face. He hadn't reacted yet. The person who was still lying on the bed just squeezed in.

  This place is not big, and it feels uncomfortable for everyone to turn around, besides, there is another person.

   "Why are you up?"

  Song Fengwan didn't turn his head, someone had already leaned gently from behind.

  He looked a little weak, his face was red, and he was breathing heavily...

   is all wine.

  Obviously, he was drunk too much. It is no wonder that the two of them filled him with alcohol, but he didn't even shy away.

   "Headache."

  Fu Shen rarely drank alcohol. This time he drank so urgently that he only vomited once. At this time, his head was dizzy.

   "You shouldn't be crazy with them just now. Didn't you see that the two of them were deliberate?" Song Fengwan lowered his head and twisted the towel, feeling helpless and distressed.

  Fu Shen gently touched her lower abdomen with his fingers, "has the little thing trouble you lately?"

   "Very good."

  Song Fengwan turned around and folded the cold towel slightly, and someone's very obedient hands were resting on the washing table on the back of Song Fengwan.

  Xu Xu encircles her, lowering her head, just as high as her height.

  He was also worried about touching her, always afraid of squeezing her belly.

  The towel was cold, falling on his forehead and eyebrows, and he let out a long sigh of comfort.

  "Don't do it next time."

"I know."

   "They really want to get you. They discussed one night yesterday. If it wasn't for my mother to stop you later, they were going to leave you alone."

   "It's okay, I did not consider things thoughtfully before, so it's okay to let them vent their fire."

  Song Fengwan chuckled, "You know it from the bottom of my heart."

   "At that time, I only thought of you, and I wanted to be with you, so I couldn't care about others."

  Fu Chen's eyebrows were covered at this time, and he exhaled while speaking, still smelling of alcohol.

  A bit intoxicating.

  "Three brothers..."

"Ok?"

   "When did you like me?" Song Fengwan put the towel in her hands and put it on Fu Chen's eyes.

   "Maybe..." Fu Chen drank some wine today and spoke naturally, "Long ago."

"how long?"

   "When you were a kid, I met you. At the funeral of Mr. Qiao, you probably don't remember it. You were following Qiao Xiyan at the time, like a little tail, and your eyes were red from crying."

  Song Fengwan can't remember these things.

   "When the old man left, I went to cremation and burial. At that time, my dad held you, and you called me brother."

   "At that time..."

   "The face is fleshy and cute."

   "Won't you just..." Song Fengwan frowned, "Do you have any special hobbies?"

"What nonsense?" Fu Shen smiled lightly, "Later things passed. You are so young. What thoughts can I have about you? It's just that after a few years, I always hear your parents mention it. Later, you and Yu married, naturally. Pay more attention."

   "A few years ago, the time you went to our house..." Song Fengwan bit his lip.

   "I was..." Fu Chen curled his lips, "I want to support you."

  In fact, I like or fall in love with this thing, which is very mysterious. Fu Chen can't tell when he has a special thought for her, that is...

  At that moment, I wanted to support her and give her a support.

  Some thoughts are produced, and various kinds of breeding will begin.

  Fu Shen suddenly remembered many things in the past, especially when Song Feng entered the capital early in the evening, he felt a little soft under the corner of his mouth as soon as he curled his lips.

  My eyes are cold, but my heart is more gentle.

"thank you for loving me."

  Fu Shen had a drink of wine, Jiujin came up and leaned on her, but taking care of her body, he was always afraid to be presumptuous...

  *

   Later, Song Feng helped him go to bed to rest at night, twisted the towel and wiped his face, after a few minutes, Qiao Aiyun knocked on the door and cooked him some sober soup.

  "Help him get up and drink now. I knocked on the door several times just now, but no one responded. I'm afraid..." Qiao Aiyun coughed, "I didn't dare to come in directly."

  Qiao Aiyun is not worried, they will come around at this time, but they are afraid that Fu Shen is changing clothes or something, which will inevitably be embarrassing.

   "Maybe I was in the bathroom and didn't hear it." Song Fengwan took the sober soup.

  Originally, this bowl of hangover soup should have been sent by Yan Wangchuan, because he and Qiao Wangbei poured Fu Chen so drunk that it was criticized by Qiao Aiyun.

  He volunteered and said that he would lose the merits!

  But why Qiao Aiyun didn’t know what he was thinking, he wouldn’t be able to take care of others, I’m afraid that when the time comes, Fu Chen’s mouth would be opened, and I wish I could just stuff all the bowls in.

  **

  Fu Shen came to Nanjiang this time. In addition to making a marriage proposal, he also had to take wedding photos with Song Fengwan. Before that, he took a group in Beijing. It was not so much a wedding photo as an art photo. Because of the ice and snow, you can’t wear a wedding dress.

  I contacted the photography studio a long time ago, and I needed to change a few sets of clothes that day. Qiao Aiyun was worried that she could not stand it and followed almost the whole process.

   led Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Wangbei to follow.

  This made Fu Chen and Song Fengwan extremely uncomfortable.

   "Two, be close and close to your face." The wedding photo is naturally the sweeter the better. The photographers all greeted the two of them to kiss, but Fu Chen clearly felt that his back was cool and whistling.

  He is not a person who loves to take pictures. He is not good at poses. Moreover, a photographer has to pose more than a dozen poses in one location. He is not a star, so how can he think of so many.

  And...

  In front of the elders, he felt a little embarrassed to be so affectionate.

   Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Wangbei sat in the shade of the trees in the distance, staring at them.

  There is a group of wedding photos taken at the beach beside Yan's house. They definitely want to come and watch it.

  "San Ye, please kiss your wife, stay close, don’t move."

  Shifang and Qianjiang are standing on one side, and they have been trying hard to laugh.

  The third master of his family should have never been so obedient in his life. He can do whatever others ask him to do.

  Qiao Wangbei is not nothing to do. With his pockets in his pocket, he found a stone and carved it on his own.

   "What the **** is this kid Fu Chen nervous? You see how stiff his expression is." Qiao Wangbei didn't forget to comment in his spare time.

   "Laughing ugly." Yan Wangchuan made up the knife.

   "It's still natural for us to be late, he is still a bit old-fashioned in this suit."

   "I was an old man!" Continue to make up the knife.

  "Recently, this kid is still witty, speaking and doing things, it's okay."

   "We will embarrass him when we are afraid of welcoming his relatives. When did he do useless work? You will not be captured by him, right?" Yan Wangchuan asked.

  Qiao Wangbei's force suddenly increased, and cut off the prototype of the villain that had just been carved out in his hand.

  **

  Fu Shen was taking wedding photos, and he needed to stay in Nanjiang for a few days before returning directly to Beijing to prepare for the wedding. Song Feng's party stayed at home until before the wedding before arriving in Beijing. In the meantime, the two needed to be separated for a period of time.

  Fu Zhongli was fine in Nanjiang, so he returned to Beijing early.

  Perhaps the temperature difference between the north and the south was too great. The night when I returned home, I suddenly had a high fever and I was taken to the hospital overnight.

  The car drove out of the compound in the middle of the night. Some media thought it was the leader who had an accident and hurried to the hospital for an interview. Only later did they know that it was Fu Zhongli.

  The headline the next day was:

  【Fu's second master passed out overnight to seek medical treatment. It is reported that his condition has stabilized initially. 】

  Fu Zhongli had a fever. This kind of illness was under control that night, but the publication of the newspaper made him completely depressed.

  Especially Fu Shinan, specifically called to ask about his physical condition.

   "Why are you so sick?" Media rendering, even a cold, can give you a terminal illness.

   "No illness, just a fever. At that time, the body temperature couldn't drop down, so I came to the hospital."

   "Just came back from Nanjiang and fell ill? The Yan family embarrassed you? You are not a timid person."

  It is estimated that no one can think of it. In fact, their brothers grew up together when they were young. When they were young, they often had conflicts. It was normal for them to fight each other. They just got married and had children, so they had to worry about the image in their children.

  Fu Shinan is also a black-bellied person.

  The meaning of these words is clearly to complain that he was frightened out of the problem.

  Fu Zhongli was rather helpless, went to propose a kiss, and returned to the top search headlines.

  **

  After Fu Chen returned from Nanjiang, his wedding with Song Fengwan was put on the agenda in full swing.

  Preparing for the wedding, for the first time, there will be many improper treatments. Fu Chen took the time and went to the wedding room in Jinghanchuan, ready to ask him some experience.

  Kyosankawa knew everything, and told him all the unexpected situations he encountered at that time.

   Before leaving, Xu Yuanfei wanted to stay in his kitchen, but Fu Chen declined.

  "I still have a lot to do, so I won’t bother you. This is a gift I brought you from Nanjiang."

  Jinghanchuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the box. The logo of a certain brand of coconut cake was printed on it. The corners of his mouth curled up at the time. He felt that he was quite interesting. He just clicked on it and saw a smell of Chinese medicine.

   "I'm looking for Fan Laopei's prescription, it should be useful to you."

   "Do you take this box to pack?"

   "I didn't find a suitable box for a while, please work harder." Fu Chen said, patted Jing Hanchuan on the shoulder, turned around and left with a smile.

  Kyosamgawa's fingers tightened slightly.

  Xu Yuanfei coughed. In fact, she was also very depressed. Neither of them had any problems. How could it be so difficult to have a baby!

  Liu Ye, I think the child’s magical horse, just let it go.

  San Ye: This may be related to personal ability.

  Liuye: Fishpond warning.

  ……

  (End of this chapter)