Chapter 338

But he didn't care too much about his big wedding today, and drank a bowl of porridge happily.

After drinking, he dragged his daughter-in-law into the house, and did not see Fubo's gratified and worried eyes at all.

Alas... He was worried that the porridge would not be effective, so he added some ingredients to it, hoping that the night would go well.

Sighing, Uncle Fu handed the empty bowl to the little maid beside him: "You all should be smart, come back to me whenever you need anything."

After thinking about it, he said worriedly: "If you have nothing to do, you have to call me back."

He is an old butler, so it's not easy to listen to the wall here.

But in my heart, I really can't rest assured.

Thinking of this, Uncle Fu couldn't help complaining to the old prince in his heart, thinking what kind of father is he, who cares about his own affairs, and doesn't care about his son's situation, let him worry about it.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a little servant girl rushing over to look for him: "Uncle Fu, Uncle Fu! It's not good, the two aunts in the Northwest Court are pinching again!"

Forbe: "..."

He was wrong, he had more than one young prince to worry about, and the old one didn't let him worry.

Stamping his feet angrily, Forbe left in a hurry.

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In the bedroom.

Duan Yinrao saw that Fu Mingchao came in from the outside and rinsed his mouth again, so he subconsciously asked, "What did Uncle Fu give you?"

He laughed, walked over and hugged her: "Is it bad or not? Huh? You just say you are bad or not, and you still ask me what you know?"

"I...I don't know."

"Okay, okay, just pretend you don't know." Fu Mingchao thought that she was being stubborn and embarrassed to admit that she cared about him, and he didn't argue with her, thinking that whoever has nothing to do in this short spring night is still chatting, and must hurry up and do things.

So he threw her down on the couch and began to tear at her clothes.

No matter how mature and prudent Duan Yinrao is on a regular basis, she is still just a little girl. She blushed when she saw such a battle: "Fu Mingchao... You, you pull lightly, the clothes will be torn... ..."

"I'll ask someone to cut a new one for you."

"Then you don't..."

"Ah Rao." He finally stopped what he was doing, raised his head and looked at her seriously, but what he said made people very headache: "Stop talking, I can't listen."

As soon as the words fell, the slightly complicated skirt on her body was torn apart with a "stab".

Duan Yinrao turned her head slightly and buried her face in the quilt.

He pressed up, and his thin lips touched the back of her neck.

At first it was a kiss, then it became a bite.

Duan Yinrao "hissed", subconsciously trying to hide, but he pinched her wrist and forced her down on the couch, imprisoning her in his arms.

"A Rao..." After only a short while, his voice became unbearably hoarse: "A Rao, I'm so hot."

My heart felt like it was on fire.

So in order to cool off, Prince Fu finished undressing his wife's clothes and started undressing his own.

Duan Yinrao's hand was temporarily released, and it turned red without any surprise.

"Fu Mingchao, you pinched my hand..."

As she spoke, she turned her head, the word "pain" stuck in her throat like that.

Behind him, Fu Mingchao knelt on the couch against the light, with sweat on his forehead and an unnatural blush on his face.

Only then did she realize that what he said just now was not teasing her, but the truth.

"Why are you... um!"

Before he finished speaking, his lips were sealed.

Fu Mingchao pressed his hand on the back of her neck very hard, and the palm was warm, just like his lips.

Fu Mingchao felt that something was wrong with him.

Although he doesn't have much experience in this area, before getting married, he had a lot of fantasies about the day in the bridal chamber. Although his reaction at that time was similar to today's, it was still controllable.

But today he felt like he was losing control.

I knew in my heart that I should be gentle so as not to scare my daughter-in-law, and I told myself to be gentle so as not to hurt her, but it seemed useless in practice.

Her wrists and back were still red from him.

He obviously felt distressed when he saw it, but at the same time, there was another weird feeling in his heart, clamoring for him to go too far.

Before completely losing control, Fu Xiaowang's mind was rarely clear for a moment.

Suddenly, he thought to himself, that bad old man Uncle Fu must have added ingredients to the bowl of porridge, right?

And then... no reason.

Red candles greet people, and blue shadows overlap.

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outside the house.

At first, the old mother and the little maid pressed their ears to the door and listened hard, for fear of missing something.

Then they all blushed and walked away, obediently returned to their positions and stood up, wishing they could grow their hands to cover their ears.

It's so embarrassing.

This nanny's surname is Zhao, and she is an old man in Kang Wang's mansion.

After all, she has gone through many things, and she is not as thin-skinned as those hairy girls. She covered her mouth and snickered, and waved to a little maid and said, "Go, hurry up and announce the good news to Uncle Fu."

"Hey!" The little maid responded crisply, turned around and ran away.

Another maid came over, glanced at the main room hesitantly, and could not hide her worry in her eyes: "Mommy, the princess seems to be crying, is it really all right? Why do you still look so happy?"

"What do you know, you little hoof! Go and go, so you can watch it, the master should call for water later!"

"……Oh."

The little maid didn't understand, she was so worried that she was almost bald.

She thought to herself that the little prince is too bad, it's fine to bully outsiders outside, how come there are people who bully her own wife on the day of the bridal chamber, and the princess was bullied and cried.

I heard that the princess originally had a good marriage, but she was disturbed by the young prince forcibly, and took her back to the mansion.

She doesn't want such a bad person to regard him as her master.

It was decided that she would only recognize the princess as her master in the future.

She should take good care of the princess, so that the little princess will not be too desperate under the claws of the little prince.

But in fact, is Duan Yinrao desperate?
despair!

She can't wait for the little maid to rescue her in the future, and she hopes that someone can rescue her right now.

"Fu Mingchao, you just... stop making trouble." She tried to break his hand away.

Of course it won't work.

Instead, both of his hands fell.

Fu Mingchao bit her fingertips, his eyes were red: "A Rao, look at my hand, it doesn't listen to me."

Duan Yinrao: "..."

What are you talking about!

If it wasn't for not knowing where to start, she would have wanted to bite him to vent her anger.

In fact, it's not entirely Prince Fu's blame, he really can't control himself.

Originally at a young age, he fell in love with her obsessively, and thought about her for so long, knowing that it would not be easy to dismiss her, but he ate some extra food, the result can be imagined.

Four words to describe: unyielding.

"Ah Rao, I was wrong, don't be angry." He apologized and kissed her at the same time, demonstrating what it means to "say one thing and do another".

Duan Yinluo gritted her teeth and didn't want to talk to him. For a moment, she even wondered if this was a bridal chamber. Why did she seem to be more tired than a farmer doing farm work?

In comparison, a certain little prince lived a much more comfortable life.

The only rationality left in his mind made him understand that he must have gone too far, but he couldn't stop, so he could only keep talking in her ear.

"Ah Rao, you can't hide, I won't let you hide, I have the final say today."

"Ah Rao, you are so pretty, that's what I thought the first time I saw you, and then I was thinking, it would be great if this girl could be my daughter-in-law.

But then...how did you almost become someone else's wife? "

"Ah Rao, you almost belonged to someone else, I'm so angry!
Ah Rao, coax me, okay? "

"Arao, Arao..."

Duan Yinrao vaguely heard Fu Mingchao say: "Ah Rao, we are married, you are my wife and I am your husband.

In the future, we will live under the same quilt and die under the same acupuncture point, remember? "

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  Sweet two chapters, I'm going to fight monsters next~
  
 
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