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

Song Fengwan hadn't recovered from her boyfriend's shock. Hearing Fu Chen's words, she was so shocked that she didn't speak for a few seconds.

"Have one of the same?" The clerk couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"No, this is all you need, nothing else!" Song Fengwan hurriedly said, all of them? Who can finish eating, this person is a real loser.

"Only one?" Fu Chen asked.

Song Fengwan bit her lip, "How about two?"

She looked at everything she wanted, but couldn't do it for a while.

Fu Chen smiled lowly, "You choose slowly."

Shifang and Qianjiang are standing not far away. Qianjiang is standing like a peak, standing still. Shifang is holding an egg to fill the cake and bite it. Indecent.

Song Fengwan hunched over and looked at the counter, carefully choosing desserts, while Fu Chen stood on the side and tilted his head, folded his arms, his expression was idle, and he seemed to be spoiled.

"I'm going, is our third master feeding?" Shifang bit the cake, still feeling that this was a bit mysterious.

Qianjiang frowned, and suddenly reached out and pinched Shifang's arm.

"Oh shit, why are you pinching me!" He grinned in pain.

"Look if you're dreaming." Someone had an expression on his face.

"Why don't you pinch yourself?"

"It hurts, I can't let go." The tone was natural.

Shifang was furious, wishing he could slap the cake in his face, "I'll go to your uncle."

"The third master is not feeding." Qian Jiang turned his attention to Fu Chen.

"What are you doing?" Shifang rubbed his arms, this bastard was too ruthless.

"Pick up a girl."

Shiqian vomited blood a little bit. It was nothing to say such words from his mouth. How could an emotionless monster like Qianjiang know the word pick-up girl?

Eating a mouthful of egg filling and filling the cake was shocking.

...

Here, Song Feng chose two desserts late, and his sullen mood was swept away.

The two finally chose a Sichuan restaurant. The store is very large, but the tables are densely arranged and the distance is too small. The conversation between the adjacent tables can be heard clearly.

After the two sat down, there was a young couple sitting at the adjacent table, and the girl complained a few words when she saw that Fu Chen was kind enough to help Song Fengwan open the chair.

"Look at other people's boyfriends."

Song Fengwan's ears were hot, but she was a stranger. She couldn't explain anything, so she could only sit quietly.

After the two ordered, Song Fengwan opened the dessert and prepared to try two bites, "I don't think I can finish it." She has to eat later, so she must restrain herself.

"If you can't finish it, I will eat it, don't waste it." Fu Chenzheng was holding boiling water to scald the tableware.

"Look at other boyfriends, they all eat what is left over from their girlfriend. Why don't you eat what is left of me? Do you dislike me?" The young couple on the side began to babble again.

"I also warmly ironed her cutlery. If you look at you, you will know how to play games and watch the anchor."

"You can't look at me more."

The boy said in a muffled voice, "I want to eat the leftovers from you, but you give me the leftovers. Every time I eat more cleanly than me."

"Do you think I can eat it? What do you mean by that?" The girl suddenly exploded.

Song Fengwan lowered her head, restrained her smile, and looked up at Fu Chen.

He was looking at himself, the corner of his mouth was smiling, and his eyes were burning.

She suddenly felt that her ears were hotter, biting the small spoon, her face was also crimson, innocent and pure, but also showed a shy and charming look.

Fu Chen looked at her quietly until the waiter served the food, then tilted his head slightly, took a sip of water, the hot tea poured into his throat, the burning sensation in his throat was even worse, and his Adam's apple was gently sliding...

want to kiss her.

**

It was only about half past one for the two of them to eat.

"Would you like to go to the movies?" Fu Chen glanced at his watch, "My partner and I have an appointment to meet at four o'clock, and it's still early."

Song Feng went to the cinema for the first time at the New Year's Eve last year. Hearing this proposal, he immediately became interested, "Are there any good movies now?"

"Should be, I'll let Shifang book the tickets." Seeing that she was interested, Fu Chen stopped giving her the chance to refuse.

Open your phone and send a message to Shifang.

The unlock interface opens, and the Baidu search column reads [What are you doing on the first date? 】

Shifang set the movie at 1.50. Before the opening, Fu Shen also asked Song Fengwan what to eat and drink, and Song Fengwan only wanted a cup of milk tea.

Regarding Fu Chen's thoughtful actions, he was still muttering in his heart, why did he treat her like a child, and he had to ask everything.

Later, after they were together, Song Fengwan realized that Fu Chen was doting on her as a daughter.

After the two arrived at the cinema, Song Fengwan was dumbfounded.

VIP Hall Couples Seat!

Fu Chen praised Shifang from the bottom of his heart, and he did a good job, but his face became more and more cold, "I'll ask someone to change positions."

"No, the movie is about to start, sit down." Song Fengwan had never sat in the couple's seat, and honestly, it was very spacious.

It's just that when Fu Chen sat down, Song Fengwan became nervous for no reason...

too close.

Even Fu Chen's slight breathing could be heard clearly. He moved a little, his clothes rubbed, his arms touched, and his body was warm.

Song Fengwan held the milk tea and kept biting the plastic straw.

"Wanwan—" The lights went out, and Fu Chen suddenly leaned over, her body suddenly tensed, and she turned her head stiffly, his face too close.

His breathing was deep and shallow, and his eyes were flickered by the lights of the big screen, like a vortex, with a fatal attraction.

"What's wrong?"

"Glasses." Fu Chen opened the 3D glasses in his hand and helped her put them on, gently brushing the hair on the side of her ear, his fingertips sliding on the side of her face...

Fingers are hot.

The scene in front of her was even darker, only his eyes shone brightly.

And that breath...

Getting closer and hotter.

"Your heartbeat is fast." He was serious, but he pierced her mercilessly.

"Maybe it's a little hot." Song Fengwan bit her lip and closed her eyes, stretched out her hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose.

"Take off your clothes." Fu Chen said dumbly.

If it weren't for the dim light, Fu Chen would definitely have found that Song Fengwan's face was so red that it looked like a ripe cherry, with an attractive color.

Late night, don't be afraid, haha...

Sip milk tea to suppress the shock.

Shifang: Why don't you take a bite of an egg and fill the cake with a slap in the face.

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