The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 621 Qingqiu Fox (23)

Wei Wu didn't hear the implication of Feng Hua in the words, showing a happy expression.

"That's great, thank you, Miss Yanzhi. In three days, the carriage from the Zhongcheng Mansion will pick up the girl outside the Rouge shop on time, and please take care of me."

When Wei Wu was speaking, Fenghua carefully observed her expression, and found that Wei Wu's happy expression did not seem to be fake.

In my heart, I can't help but have doubts.

Although she is now an incarnation of a piece of paper, her appearance and figure are the same as those of the original owner, Mei Yanzhi, when she was alive. When mentioning the word 'Rouge', Wei Wu's expression is the same, and she is very happy to invite her to the house...

Could it be, isn't she?

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Fenghua smiled slightly, hiding his merits and fame: "It's easy to say, easy to say."

With Miss Rouge's approval, Wei Wu's heart skipped a beat, as if she could see herself amazed by her husband's eyes on his birthday...

Wei Wu stood up and said goodbye with enthusiasm.

At this time, Wei Qingci, who was going out mysteriously, opened the door curtain and came back, and happened to bump into Wei Wu, who had a smile on her lips, shy eyes, and a delicate face, and repeatedly urged: "...in three days, I will trouble Miss Rouge to come to the house, and Miss Wanwang must come. "

"sure."

A slender figure of a young man in green shirt appeared, with the corners of his eyes twitching faintly, and the cinnabar mole was bright and scorching: "Where are you going?"

Fenghua copied his sleeves, cast a sideways glance at the young man, and said lazily: "Well, I don't do your business, you don't need to know."

She didn't want Wei Qingci to intervene in the matter of the original owner's death, and deliberately used words to anger him.

Hearing this, Wei Qingci pursed her lips, her lips were bright and her cheeks were slightly puffed up, a little unhappy.

An expression of whether you like to talk or not, and if you don't talk, forget it.

He gave Fenghua a cool look, and walked past her.

Without looking back, he entered the inner courtyard.

Looking at the young man's slender and slender back, Wei Wu withdrew her unabashedly amazed eyes, her pink lips pursed into a joking arc, and said with a soft smile, "Miss Rouge, you and this young master..."

She is not a talkative person, so she stopped talking, stopped talking, and quickly changed her words: "I am talking too much, girl Rouge, don't blame me. But..."

The beautiful woman showed a look of envy and yearning, and said in a very low voice: "I can tell that you have a very good relationship with that young master."

Although there were not too many words, from the eyes to the expression of the young man in green shirt, everything was written softly.

He never glanced at her from the beginning to the end, as if he only had Rouge in his eyes and no one else.

Fenghua raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, with a headache expression on his face, but his tone was a little doting, and said: "Mrs. Wei laughed, he, sometimes he likes to play a little temper. You walk slowly, and I will not be far away." deliver."

Wei Wu just smiled without saying a word.

Nodded, turned and left.

Seeing Wei Wu's graceful and graceful back disappear before his eyes, the smirk on Fenghua's face disappeared like a tide in an instant, and his eyes were filled with deepness.

"Wei Wu." There were two words lightly on her red lips, and her heart was turning back and forth.

Was she pretending too well, or did she really not know that her beloved husband, Wei Zhang, had a former fiancée named Yan Zhi far away in the south of the Yangtze River?

Gee.

Don't want to, don't want to.

She turned around lazily, and walked lazily towards the back house connected to the Rouge Shop.

From afar, he raised his voice and shouted:

"My lord, are you angry?"

(End of this chapter)