The splendid medical relationship of Jiangshan

Chapter 558 Fourth Master Fu (True Fragrance)
On the day Duan Yinwei married Fu Yan, until she lifted her hijab, she thought he was unwilling.

Fu Yan thought so too.

When he picked up the red hijab on Duan Yinwei's head with the scale in his hand, his face was still stinky, as if someone lent him soybeans and returned him black beans.

Almost everyone can foresee the embarrassing situation Duan Yinwei will face next, including Duan Yinwei herself.

But when the hijab was lifted, she looked up, and what she saw was Fu Yan's amazed eyes.

Looking at each other, she had a clue in her heart, maybe this day will not be as bad as she imagined.

Fu Yan just stared at her intently, forgetting what to do after the connection, until the maidservant brought the wine in front of the two of them, he reached out to take it, but his gaze was still fixed on Duan Yinwei.

After drinking, the servants called him out of the wedding room after urging him several times. Before leaving, Fu Yan stared at Duan Yinwei again and again, as if he was afraid that someone would abduct his wife.

When he came back again, the moon was already in the sky.

None of the Jinwu Guards had good intentions, and they took turns pouring him over, lacking great virtue.

He was so drunk that he was brought back by the servant.

As soon as he saw Duan Yinwei, he threw himself on Duan Yinwei, so frightened that the servants quickly retreated.

Duan Yinwei originally wanted to help him to lie down on the couch to rest, but instead, he hugged him horizontally and walked towards the inside in a nonchalant way, walked to the side of the couch, directly hugged Duan Yinwei and fell back on the couch.

I don't know if it was because of the alcohol, but his breathing was much faster than usual. He hugged Duan Yinwei's careless kiss, and asked her, "Daughter-in-law...what's your name?"

"Yinwei." Duan Yinwei lowered her eyes slightly, and her voice was gentle: "The voice of a bosom friend, the Wei of Caiwei."

"Yinwei..." Fu Yan repeated after her, and suddenly changed to "Kua Kua Yan": "This name is so nice, it suits you."

Hearing this, Duan Yinwei blushed and smiled.

Fu Yan watched obsessively, like a womanizer: "Daughter-in-law, you look so beautiful! Are you a fairy?"

"I'm not."

"You lied to me, you are beautiful and you still say you are not a fairy!" Fu Yan rolled over and pressed her under him, looking at her with burning eyes and said: "I tell you, even if you are a fairy, you can't leave , I will not let you go back to heaven!"

"……Um."

"Stay at ease and live with me, okay?"

"it is good."

After getting Duan Yinwei's affirmative answer, Fu Yan was happy now, and hugged her for a kiss, but when the matter came to an end, he encountered a problem.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

She turned slightly sideways and pretended to look at the pattern on the curtain, but she didn't dare to glance around for fear of seeing anything. If possible, she even wanted to plug her ears.

After all, it was Miss Duan's first time with wedding candles, and she was very inexperienced. Although she probably knew what was going on, the reality of the situation before her made her a little confused.

She didn't dare to ask, she didn't dare to speak, so she could only lie down quietly.

Fu Yan was so frightened that he thought he was suffering from some kind of illness, so he didn't care about it for a while, put on his clothes and ran outside, only had time to say to Duan Yinwei: "Daughter-in-law, I'll be right back, just wait for me."

After the words fell, the figure also disappeared behind the bead curtain in the second room.

Duan Yinwei was taken aback for a moment, then slowly sat up from the couch, did not sleep, and obediently waited for him to come back.

Besides, the maid at night at the door saw that the groom was running out in the middle of the night without sleeping, combined with what Fu Yan said earlier that he did not want to marry a girl from the Duan family, it was only because Fu Yan didn't like Duan Yinwei that he left angrily .

Unexpectedly, after a while, he came back again.

Now the servant couldn't understand, and thought to himself, what is the Fourth Young Master doing all this night?

When he returned to the wedding room again, Fu Yan's footsteps were obviously a little brisk. Although it could be seen that he was a little embarrassed, the worry in his eyes had disappeared.

He took off his shoes and went to bed, hugged Duan Yinwei and assured her: "Daughter-in-law, don't be afraid, I'm not sick."

"……Um."

"The doctor said, I'm probably drunk too much, I'll be fine when I wake up." After saying this, Fu Yan probably felt that his performance was too sober, so he lowered his head and pressed down on Duan. On Yinwei's shoulder: "Ah, I'm drunk."

Duan Yinwei: "..."

Everyone said that the Fourth Young Master Fu's personality was like a raging fire, and his wisdom was more than a bright pearl, but why did she feel that the rumors were wrong?
Although there is no way to make any substantial progress, but Fu Yan is definitely not happy to let Fu Yan fall asleep like this while holding his delicious daughter-in-law in his arms, so he hugged Duan Yinwei, kissed and gnawed, and it was a lot of tossing.

After tossing and tossing for a while, Fu Yan finally calmed down and was a little drowsy, ready to recover his energy and start the second half after waking up.

Maybe it was because there was something in his heart, or maybe it was just because there was an extra person beside him, Fu Yan woke up in the middle of the night after sleeping!
So without saying a word, he rolled over and held Duan Yinwei down.

What was supposed to come has finally come, and it is coming fiercely.

Fu Yan has lived for more than twenty years. When he was young, he only focused on practicing martial arts. When he grew up and became a Jinwu guard, he only thought about eliminating violence and keeping the good. He didn't pay much attention to such things as marrying a daughter-in-law.

The maids arranged by Mrs. Pingyanghou for him were all thrown aside by him, and he never looked at them directly.

Now that I suddenly married such a beautiful and fairy-like daughter-in-law, I just feel that I can't love enough.

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　　Mu Wu is a pestle, because that word has been swallowed, so it can only be typed like this~
　　
　
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