Boss, your mother is black again

Chapter 171 The Black Butterfly on the Chest
Under the moonlight, her eyes were radiant, as if they were covered with water, like a clear spring, clear and clean.

The slightly upturned eye tails, curved like hooks, made Fu Yunshen's heart tremble slightly.

His gaze fell on her unconsciously, and he subconsciously wanted to move away, but he couldn't.

What a hell.

At this moment, Fu Yunshen felt that his soul seemed to be seduced by the woman in front of him, completely out of his control.

Sometimes, he felt that she was like a gardenia covered in dew but not dusty.

But at this moment, he felt that she was just like a little fairy, the kind who could seduce people.

Candlelight and moonlight merged together, and under the misty light, the atmosphere became ambiguous.

Fu Yunshen's eyes were unconsciously fixed on her collarbone. The beautiful and delicate collarbone naturally spread outward, like a butterfly flying high.

On her chest, there is also a butterfly flying high.

It is black and spreads its wings lightly, with a strange sense of beauty and mystery.

Fu Yunshen's eyes stopped unconsciously, as if he was attracted by the butterfly.

It was the first time he noticed it and thought it was a tattoo.

Why is it tattooed in this position?

strange woman.

"Does it look good?"

Seeing that his gaze has been staying on his chest, he doesn't shy away from it.

The corners of Shen Moran's lips curved slightly, and he asked casually.

In an instant, Fu Yunshen came back to his senses, and quickly looked away, his Adam's apple rolled, not knowing what to say.

The candlelight flickered slightly, and his cheeks seemed to turn red uncontrollably.

Pretending to be calm, he took off his coat, changed into his slippers and entered the house.

Shen Moran stood where she was, lowered her head and chuckled, the meaning was unclear.

She turned and followed, like a wife, naturally took the suit jacket he took off.

This was the first time this happened, Fu Yunshen was slightly taken aback, and politely said to her, "Thank you."

Shen Moran only pursed his lips and smiled, without saying anything.

She helped him hang up his coat.

Fu Yunshen found the food on the table, frowned slightly, and asked a little puzzled:

"Why do you make your home like this? And these meals don't seem to be made by my aunt."

The food on the table is very delicately arranged, like a work of art, and it doesn't look like it was made by the nanny at home.

"Well, my aunt is resting today. I have nothing to do, so I cook and cook these food myself. I don't know if it suits your appetite?"

Shen Moran looked at Fu Yunshen and said, "Besides, today's day is quite special. I think we need some romantic atmosphere between us, so I arranged it like this on my own initiative."

"How is it? Not bad!"

She raised her eyebrows lightly, a little proudly.

The man paused, and after a while, he asked lazily, "What's the special day today?"

Under the candlelight, Shen Moran's delicate and delicate face was even more charming, and her eyes were curved like a half moon.

"Today is Qixi Festival!"

The day when Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet is also Valentine's Day.

Only then did Fu Yunshen realize that he had never celebrated these festivals before, because he was not interested in such festivals.

It's normal to forget.

"Oh." He responded very flatly, feeling that such a festival has nothing to do with him.

"Sit down and taste my cooking first!"

Shen Moran didn't take his indifferent attitude seriously, and greeted him to take a seat with a smile.

She seems to be extraordinarily gentle today, a good wife and mother.

Although he was very unaccustomed to it, due to his upbringing, Fu Yunshen could not refute her kindness, so he had to sit down at the dining table.

　Mr. Match made a complaint: Sometimes I really feel that Mr. Fu is a tough guy...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)