Master Fu's metaphysical wife is out of the circle

Chapter 226
Yan Zhen fell into a drowsy sleep, and stretched out her hand to lift the quilt to get up: "I have to go back, otherwise the children will be unhappy seeing that I'm not here in the morning."

Mainly she doesn't want to stay here.

Fu Yan is very energetic at this age, it has been like this for several days, Yan Zhen feels that if this continues, she will soon see her grandfather!
The physical strength of the two is very different.

Sure enough, you should listen to your elders more.

Mrs. Nian Qing is someone who has experienced it, so she must have had the same experience as her back then.

Otherwise, no such conclusion can be made.

She's right, if you don't know how to reject others, you will be the only one who suffers.

"Honey, you have to get up early tomorrow, go to sleep!"

Yan Zhen acted coquettishly.

Isn't it said that men are most afraid of women acting like a baby?

As long as a woman acts like a baby, he is willing to let him pick the stars.

But obviously this trick is useless for Fu Yan.

He was even, even more excited.

Looking at her delicate face, with affection at the end of her eyes, she said, "You sleep first and I won't affect your sleep."

Yan Zhen wants to cry but has no tears.

Fu Yan put his arm around her, and asked in a hoarse voice next to his ear: "Honey, do you love me? What is my position in your heart?"

Why are you asking this all of a sudden?

Yan Zhen replied without thinking: "You are the father of the child, what do you think?"

After finishing speaking, she sighed: "The children like you very much, and they can't do without you."

Fu Yan didn't get the answer he wanted, the expression on his face became serious, and he asked her: "What about you?"

He often feels that even though he is doing the most intimate things with Yan Zhen, he still feels that Yan Zhen's heart is not with him.

If it wasn't for the children, she probably wouldn't stay in this house for a day, let alone play the role of wife and let him do whatever he wanted.

Yan Zhen stopped answering!

Such silence is deafening.

"you……"

When the pain came, Yan Zhen couldn't help frowning.

Fu Yan hugged her gently from behind, like a docile and huge milk dog, kissing the tip of her ear.

Yan Zhen was quickly manipulated by him, and a faint crimson color appeared on her face.

I have to say that Fu Yan is really good at it.

No matter how unwilling Yan Zhen was at the beginning, he had a way to make Yan Zhen stretch out her arms to hug him, arouse her interest, and finally satisfy him and make her not dissatisfied.

...

the next day.

As soon as Yan Zhen opened his eyes, he took a sharp breath.

Yan Zhen stretched her waist, the temperature in the quilt around her had already cooled down, so Fu Yan must have woken up very early.

She got up too, barely standing still.

Yan Zhen sighed helplessly. In contrast, she felt wronged.

Fu Yan is really full of energy, he is not a human being, he is clearly a man who is very good at it, and can cause sequelae to people... an evildoer!
In the hall, Xiao Ruan, who was wearing a servant's uniform, watched her go downstairs rubbing her waist, her eyes were red with jealousy.

He secretly scolded her in his heart that she was cheap, that she would do nothing but pester men.

But as a maid, she had no choice but to lead Yan Zhen into the dining room with a smile and serve her breakfast.

She didn't need to do these things before.

But Fu Yan said it himself, let Xiao Ruan take care of Yan Zhen's daily life, saying that she is smart and should serve people well.

Xiao Ruan originally wanted to refuse, she was very angry, but in order to stay in this manor, Xiao Ruan found that she had no choice.

She didn't dare to come, so she secretly played tricks on Yan Zhen.

Seeing Yan Zhen taking a mouthful of shredded chicken porridge in his mouth, and then frowning slightly, Xiao Ruan almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

She just added three teaspoons of salt to the porridge in the kitchen.

Even if she is salty, she has to be frustrated.

Yan Zhen spat out a mouthful of porridge, and Fu Yan just happened to come down from upstairs. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and his appearance was as handsome as someone's Bai Yueguang.

Xiao Ruan looked slightly absent-minded.

But Fu Yan walked up to Yan Zhen with slender legs, held her hand and asked with concern: "Why did you vomit? But the stomach is uncomfortable? No appetite, do you want to eat something sour?"

He couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

Yan Zhen suddenly understood that this man with more eyes than a sieve, pestering her like that every night, really wanted her to have a baby.

"No, it's just this porridge, it's too salty!"

She finished speaking aggrievedly.

The cook panicked after hearing this, quickly took a spoon again, took a spoonful in Yan Zhen's bowl, put it in her mouth and tasted it.

Swallowing the "no way" that had been spit down his throat, he looked up at Xiao Ruan and asked, "What's going on?"

"what?"

Xiao Ruan pretended not to understand anything: "You made the porridge, ask me, how would I know?"

With a few words lightly, I just want to clean myself up.

The cook didn't want to quarrel with her, so she took away the bowl of porridge in front of Yan Zhen and went back into the kitchen, and brought out another bowl of porridge after a while.

Yan Zhen gave her face very much, picked up a spoon to taste it, and then nodded: "This time it's just right, it's not salty anymore!"

The cook quickly said: "I put this in the pot again, it seems that someone added salt to the bowl, probably to harm me, young lady, don't worry."

There are only two people who have been in contact with porridge.

The cook is extremely smart, she doesn't argue or quarrel, she puts herself in the position of the victim with one sentence, and clears her suspicion.

Fu Yan looked up at Xiao Ruan.

Xiao Ruan also looked at him, waiting for him to ask questions.

She even thought about her sophistry.

However, Fu Yan didn't ask a single word, and waved his hand to signal her to go down.

Xiao Ruan thought that Fu Yan was protecting her. After all, Fu Yan once admired her handwriting so much, she was overjoyed, and left the dining room humming a little tune.

Her duty is to serve Yan Zhen.

Now that Fu Yan doesn't want her to serve him, it's clear that he's giving her a paid vacation.

At this time, Aunt Qiu came in from the door.

She had to wait by the side when the master had breakfast, so she was only a few minutes late, and saw Xiao Ruan returning to the room with a smile.

She wanted to catch up and ask what happened, but when she saw Fu Yan and Yan Zhen sitting there in the dining room, she hurried over.

As a result, just before entering the door, Fu Yan said to her in a cold tone: "Aunt Qiu, you are also an old man of the Fu family. Don't you have a standard in mind for what kind of person you should hire?"

"..." Aunt Qiu was slightly stunned, she didn't know what happened, she turned her head to look at the cook with the same cold face, and asked, "Did something happen just now?"

"Aunt Qiu, if you don't like me, just tell me, why let your daughter frame me? I have no grievances with her, but she adds salt to my porridge, and she puts it so salty. Who will die?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about. What did Xiaorou hurt you? It's not good for her."

Aunt Qiu didn't pay attention to the cook.

But looking at Fu Yan's gloomy face, he felt a little panicked, "Fourth Master, did Xiao Ruan make a mistake? It's all because I didn't teach her well, so I'll bring her here to be punished."

(End of this chapter)