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

Song Fengwan saw that the person at the door was Fu Chen, and was stunned for a few seconds, "Third Master, wait a minute!"

She turned back to the room and put on a coat, making sure she was dressed properly before opening the door.

"Third Master, why are you here?" She stepped back to the side and let him in.

Fu Chen's eyes swept past her calmly. The heating and air-conditioning were turned on in the room, so why was she wrapped so tightly? Just seeing the wound on her hand, his eyes were heavy and heavy.

Song Fengwan shrank his hand back, biting his lip timidly.

Song Jingren said it was his father. When he pushed it, he showed no mercy. Song Fengwan was completely stunned. When the police came to question him, he routinely asked about the relationship between the two.

She said, "Father and daughter."

Tears fell.

His eyes were still red at the moment.

"I brought you something to eat." Fu Chen carried the lunch box in his hand, entered the room, and closed the door.

He was already good at calculating and as careful as dust. He knew some things, and naturally there was no need to expose her wounds.

"If you say that, I'm really hungry." Song Fengwan pursed her lips and smiled. Ever since Song Jingren said she wanted to recognize her relatives, she couldn't eat, and she hadn't had a good meal in the past few days.

In a hotel-style apartment with two bedrooms and one living room, Fu Chen placed the lunch box on the table in the living room and greeted Song Fengwan to sit down.

"Smells good."

Song Fengwan had always had some fantasies about Song Jingren in the past, and felt that when he and his mother went back, he might not be able to turn back. Clean and tidy.

At this point, she felt at ease.

It's just that her hand has just been coated with medicine, although it is not bandaged, it is not convenient to hold chopsticks, and she is a little annoyed when she sees the food on the table.

"What do you want to eat, I'll feed you." Fu Chen took out the disposable chopsticks.

Song Fengwan hesitated, but in the current situation she had no choice but to nod her head, "Eat that bamboo shoot..."

"Drink some soup pad to cushion the stomach first." Fu Chen picked up the spoon directly.

"I want to eat fried pork."

"That one is a bit spicy, eat some green vegetables."

Song Fengwan frowned, "I want to eat winter melon."

"Eat some kelp, it will help the wound heal."

...

After eating this meal, Song Fengwan was almost furious with him.

Since he was so free, why did he ask her what she wanted to eat?

But when Fu Chen could feed him, she didn't dare to say anything, she could only protest with her eyes.

"What else do you want to eat?" Fu Chen turned to look at her.

"Don't eat it." Song Fengwan was still chewing food in her mouth, her voice was vague, and her tone was a bit arrogant, with a bit of inexplicable coquettish anger.

At this moment, Fu Chen suddenly deceived himself and came over.

Song Fengwan's pupils dilated slightly, slightly frightened.

Was it because she had a bad tone just now that he was going to hit someone?

If you want to do it, do it, why are you so close.

Fu Chen hadn't seen her for a long time, getting closer, he felt comfortable.

The two were already next to each other, but now that he came here, Song Fengwan couldn't avoid it, watching his face enlarge in front of her, his eyes subconsciously fell on his lips...

Thin and slightly warped.

Just like in the dream, the lips are beautiful and a little sexy.

"Three..." Just as she was about to open her mouth, Fu Chen's hand suddenly touched her lips, her breathing stagnated and her whole body stiffened.

She could clearly feel the heat coming from the pulp of his fingers, dry and warm, rubbing against her lips little by little, he breathed very close, with an almost scorching heat.

Fu Chen left calmly, took out a tissue and wiped his hands, "There is something on my mouth."

"Really?" Song Feng smiled bitterly, his face flushed red, and he subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth.

Fu Chen looked at it from the corner of his eyes, his throat slid twice.

"I'm going to drink some water." Before Fu Chen could speak, Song Fengwan hurried to the bar.

The water had been boiled before, and it had completely cooled down. It was inconvenient for her to squeeze the chopsticks with her fingers. It was fine to drink some water. Now she only felt dry and her body was inexplicably hot.

As soon as her fingers touched the glass, the water glass disappeared...

She turned her head subconsciously, and Fu Chen was standing behind her, holding a cup in one hand and propping up on the side of the bar with the other. A tall figure enveloped her, as if to wrap her in his arms.

The lights in the hotel are dim and dim, and this posture is inexplicably ambiguous.

"Don't drink cold water." He got closer, his voice even more low and lazy.

Song Feng responded late, blushing more and more, her heartbeat was thumping, she couldn't control herself.

"I'm just thirsty." She licked the corner of her mouth again.

Fu Chen also felt that his throat was hot and dry. He had tasted this small mouth before, and it was even more unbearable now.

"Song Fengwan."

"Um?"

"At night, don't lick the corners of your mouth in front of men."

"Huh?" Song Fengwan's mind was dazed, and she didn't turn around for a while.

He reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, his voice hoarse, "It's okay, just sit down."

Fu Chen turned around and unscrewed the two bottles of mineral water on one side, poured it into the electric kettle, plugged it in, and boiled the water...

Song Fengwan licked the corner of her mouth after a few seconds. She seemed to have realized something, and her face blushed.

The corner of his mouth that he touched just now was even more burning, and the burning sensation spread all the way to his chest, and his heart began to tingle and tremble.

It should be because she thought too much. How could the third master mean that? She adjusted her breathing.

What Fu Chen didn't say was actually...

[Licking the corners of your mouth in front of a man at night is too tempting and dangerous. 】

He is also not a gentleman, and he can't be a saint for so long.

The second watch is coming, the third watch is still 3 o'clock

Third Master, you have kissed people and slept with them for a long time. What are you pretending to be a gentleman now?

You are not honest when you feed me, and you take advantage of others, shameless.

Brother Duan: That's right, Minato is shameless.

Third Master: [takes out a small notebook]...

Brother Duan: What are you doing?

Third Master: Take revenge.

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