Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

In fact, Song Fengwan didn't even know how she and Fu Shen slept on the same bed. She felt dizzy from the pain and felt cold all over. She subconsciously wanted to find a warm place to lean on.

She didn't know if Fu Chen climbed onto her bed, or if she forced Fu Chen to get up.

In short, when she woke up, she found that she was holding someone's arm tightly, and Fu Chen had a hand on her waist.

The heat of the fingertips penetrated through the clothes, and the broad palms gently controlled her waist. This posture...

Ambiguous to the extreme.

At that time, there were rustling voices outside, and she woke up in a daze. She had planned to touch the phone under the pillow, but when she reached out, she almost scared herself to death.

When the fingers touched, it was an extremely warm body, and even through the clothes, I could feel the firmness and tightness of the muscles.

She was bewildered.

what's going on.

She didn't give up and grabbed two more casually. It was indeed a person.

She opened her eyes suddenly and raised her head, Fu Chen's enlarged face suddenly appeared, and the unfamiliar but familiar breath fell on her face, shallow and warm.

It made her heart tingle.

The whole person was dazed and stunned.

What the hell is going on here, she misses her mother, she wants to go home...

**

At this moment, there were two dull knocks on the door, and Song Fengwan was like a bird frightened, and her entire back was stiff.

With a creaking sound, the door was slowly pushed open.

"Is something wrong?" Fu Chen opened his mouth.

Song Fengwan wanted to cry without tears, when did he wake up.

The two were very close, Fu Chen just woke up, and his voice was even lower, as if beating in her ear, she heard her heartbeat speed up and her heart palpitated.

"Third Master, it's a quarter past five." It was Uncle Nian who was speaking. Usually, Fu Shen would get up at five o'clock to copy the scriptures, rain or shine.

Actually, Uncle Nian really wanted to ask, it's dawn, why are you still lying on the little girl's bed? Don't get up quickly!

"I know, don't wake her up." As Fu Chen said, he carefully pulled his arm out of her hand, almost pressing the quilt up, moving slowly.

Song Fengwan could only close her eyes and pretend to be dead, but Quan Dang didn't know.

"Third Master, you last night..." Uncle Nian suppressed his voice and asked in a low voice.

"She wasn't feeling well last night, I'll borrow her for a while." Fu Chen ignored his scrutinizing eyes at all, but was quite righteous.

Uncle Nian can only laugh. He can still tell the difference between sleeping for a while and sleeping all night.

"Third Master, she is only seventeen."

Fu Chen didn't make a sound, lowered his head and stroked his clothes, and slept with his clothes, there were always some wrinkles.

And someone just grabbed those two...

The corners of Fu Chen's mouth twitched, but he was quite courageous.

"If this matter gets out, let alone the old man and his wife, even the Qiao family can't explain it."

"If she needs it, I'll be responsible." His voice was very low, but the word came to Song Fengwan's ears.

She hid under the quilt, blushing to the point of bleeding.

Responsible?

Song Fengwan felt the quilt beside her feet being lifted a little, and then she heard the slight sound of the hot water bottle heating.

"Get some brown sugar porridge in the morning." Fu Chen instructed.

"Yeah." Uncle Nian sighed and walked out of the room, followed by a brisk and dense dab sound, which should be Fu Xinhan's movement.

Fu Xinhan walked to the side of the bed, and with a vertical stroke, his front paws were on the side of the bed, and he began to pull the quilt.

It looked like it was going to wake her up.

Song Fengwan was about to cry from fright. Fu Chen hadn't left yet. She didn't want to wake up. Could you go away?

She tugged at the quilt so hard that she actually competed with a dog.

Fu Chen stood at the head of the bed, watching someone tugging at the quilt like stealing a bell, bowing his head and smiling.

How can it be so cute.

"Woo-" Fu Xinhan whimpered, still pulling the quilt vigorously.

After the hot water bottle was heated, Fu Chen lifted the quilt and put the hot water floor at her feet before turning around and walking out. The door was gently closed.

Song Fengwan suddenly jumped up from the bed and glared fiercely at Fu Xinhan who had not left yet.

Fu Xinhan winked at her, and wagged his tail vigorously, too excited.

"You go and stay with me."

Song Fengwan was so angry that she wanted to smash its dog's head.

Fu Xinhan was stunned, and looked aggrieved and found a corner to squat. She actually murdered it, scaring the dog to death, and the dog was about to cry...

After Song Fengwan said this, she glanced at it, Fu Xinhan lowered his head, and when he looked at her, there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes.

"I didn't want to kill you, forget it, come here." Song Fengwan sighed.

A certain dog who was so dead and bitter just now jumped up and rushed to her bedside for petting, Song Fengwan's mouth twitched.

The dog is fertile.

**

When Fu Chen came out of Song Fengwan's room, Shifang and Qianjiang were waiting in the corridor.

"Damn it, you really came out of Miss Song's room, and slept all night? So fierce?" Shi Fang was stunned.

Qianjiang, as always, put on a dead face.

"I thought the two were in a cold war. Last night, the third master made people cry again. The relationship must have been worse. Why did they share the same bed for one night."

"I couldn't wake up at all."

As soon as he finished speaking, he only heard a "snap" sound, and someone slapped him on the back of the head.

"woke up?"

Shifang's pupils dilated, mmp, he's going to kill this bastard!

When Fu Chen came over, he glanced at the two of them and said only one sentence, "Be careful with your words and deeds."

Shifang was stunned, why did you put the little girl to sleep and tell us to be careful in words and deeds?

It's not you who should be restrained the most.

**

When Song Fengwan went downstairs, Fu Chen was already sitting at the dining table.

"Morning, third master." She tried to keep herself calm. Anyway, he thought he didn't wake up, so he would pretend to be crazy.

"Is your body better?" He lowered his head and drank the porridge.

"Um."

Fu Chen, "Bad habits need to be changed."

Song Fengwan looked at a loss, where did her bad habit come from.

"The last time I slept and didn't acknowledge the account, this time I just pretended to have amnesia after I slept." Fu Chen snorted softly.

Song Fengwan's fingers flicked, and the chopsticks she just picked up fell to the ground with a crisp sound, as if hitting her chest, and the whole world seemed to be quiet.

Fu Xinhan, if you go to pull the quilt again, it may kill you in the evening, haha

It's too late for the third master to start the routine again, haha~

Also tell others to be cautious in words and deeds, as long as you can.

**

Thank you for giving the rewards and tickets at the beginning of the month, thank you~

refill~