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Chapter 98 Not bad, very pleasing to the eye

Song Yan pulled Song Xiaoyuan and walked side by side with Mrs. Fu, and they were chatting casually when a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

Song Yan paused, startled.

And Mrs. Fu's first reaction was to look around guiltily to see if Fu Hanshen had returned.

Seeing that she didn't see anyone except Shi Heng who suddenly appeared in front of her, she felt relieved at the moment, and then glared at Shi Heng in front of her with an unfriendly expression, "You ran out suddenly to scare me to death, didn't you?"

Shi Heng's eyes were first fixed on Song Yan's face. Seeing that she was expressionless and not showing much emotion, he then looked at Mrs. Fu. He couldn't guess which play it was for a while, and tried, "Old lady , why are you here again?"

"What? I can't come because my son lives here?" Seeing that Shi Heng was completely from Fu Hanshen's side, Mrs. Fu's expression became serious, and she said very rudely, "Just in time, you came back just in time. I will open the door!"

Fu Hanshen wasn't here, so Mrs. Fu became more confident.

She pulled Song Yan back, "You don't need to go to your house, just follow me to my son's house, as someone can be your companion, let's go and see what the mother and child look like."

Song Yan, "..."

She is that mother and son!

Shi Heng learned from the old lady's words, she didn't even know that Song Yan's mother and son were the boss's favorite people!
Seeing the old lady pulling Song Yan away, Shi Heng was so flustered that he didn't know what to do. He hurried forward to follow them, trying to make the last struggle, "Old lady, the boss is not here, you are like this..." It will make him very embarrassed.

Mrs. Fu couldn't listen to his words now, she dragged Song Yan to the door in a few steps, glared at Shi Heng fiercely, "Open the door!"

"..."

"I know you have the key here, open the door for me now, I want to see what kind of Buddha lives inside."

Shi Heng thought, don't you have the key here?
Why do we have to persecute him?

Seeing that Mrs. Fu didn't flinch at all, and seeing that she didn't seem to know who Song Yan was, and it wasn't easy for the old lady to stand outside the door all the time, Shi Heng stepped forward with a complicated mood, took out the key and opened the door .

As soon as the door opened, Mrs. Fu took Song Yan and Song Xiaoyuan in, and asked them to sit down in the living room, and then said to Shi Heng, "Why don't you go upstairs and call them down?"

The corner of Shi Heng's mouth twitched, the person is right in front of you, how do you want me to call?

"Aren't you going?" Mrs. Fu's complexion was not good, especially in front of Song Yan, a mother and son who was an outsider, and this was what fueled her confidence and courage. She nodded and said, "If you don't go, I will go."

Turning around, she told Song Yan's mother and son to let them sit still, and Mrs. Fu walked upstairs.

Seeing the angry figure of the old man disappearing at the entrance of the corridor, Shi Heng hurried to Song Yan's side and whispered, "Miss Song, why are you with the old lady?"

Song Yan was not feeling well in his heart, he sat on the sofa with Song Xiaoyuan by his hand, and pulled his lips, "It's a bit of a long story."

Shi Heng also understood that now is not the time to talk about this, so he nodded, and then whispered to her, "Don't worry, I have notified the boss just now, and he should be back soon."

Only Fu Hanshen and Master Fu can cure Mrs. Fu, so when he saw Mrs. Fu with Song Yan's mother and son, he immediately reported it to Fu Hanshen.

Song Yan wanted to say that there is no need to bother Fu Hanshen with this matter, and it would not be good to ask him to come back from the company on purpose, but before he could speak, Mrs. Fu's voice came from the stairs, "Why aren't you here?"

Shi Heng was afraid that the old lady would become suspicious, so he quickly retreated to the side, distanced himself from Song Yan's mother and son.

Song Yan noticed his deliberate action, knew what he was thinking, and wanted to say that there was no need to deliberately conceal her identity, but seeing Mrs. Fu coming down the stairs again, she still didn't say anything.

Mrs. Fu walked up to them quickly, and said to Song with a little disappointment, "They seem to have gone out, and they didn't see the whole room. It seems that today is a failure again."

Song Yan stood up, hesitated for a while, stared at the old lady and said, "Actually, we just..."

"Old lady!" Seeing that she seemed to want to say something, Shi Heng's heart rang an alarm, and he quickly stepped forward to interrupt her words.

Due to the sudden loudness of the sound, his voice lingered throughout the living room.

The eardrums hurt from the shock, and Mrs. Fu was not very happy, "I'm not deaf."

Shi Heng smiled awkwardly, and carefully looked at Song Yan, fearing that she would continue to say something that should not be said, so he hurried to Mrs. Fu's side, "Old lady, look, they are not here today, why don't you come later?" Come again someday? I'll drive you back."

He didn't dare to disturb the old lady. He only had a very flattering face, but the old lady Fu snorted unceremoniously, "What's the matter with your attitude like sending the plague god? I really don't know when I'm old." Have you seen people's faces?"

"How could I have that meaning?" Shi Heng wiped sweat in his heart, he didn't dare to send away the old lady like a plague god after eating leopard guts, and he had a playful smile on his face, "Aren't you worried about your safety? Have you been out for some time? In order not to worry the master in the capital, everyone can rest assured that you go back early."

Although it is clear that Shi Heng just wants her to leave early, some of the things he said are not unreasonable. It is one thing for Mrs. Fu to be angry with others, but it is another time not to want her wife who is still in the capital to worry. thing.

Thinking that if she continued here, she would not receive any goods, Mrs. Fu did not insist.

Seeing that she finally put down her expression and was no longer as stubborn as before, Shi Heng was relieved.

But when he thought that Mrs. Fu was finally willing to leave, he never expected that Mrs. Fu suddenly turned to Song Yan and said, "You can go with me."

Shi Heng's eyes widened, Song Yan was also surprised, and even Song Xiaoyuan, who had been told by Song Yan not to speak, was stunned.

Mrs. Fu took Song Yan's hand, her attitude was gone, and she said with a smile, "You did me a little favor before, I think we are a good match, why don't you go to my house for dinner? "

Shi Heng was completely overwhelmed by her sudden words. He thought he was temporarily relieved, but the old lady released another bomb. How could he bear this shocking change?

Song Yan was also embarrassed, "This...no need."

"Your family doesn't agree?" Mrs. Fu, who is rarely rejected by others, was upset again, "They won't let you go?"

"It's not this..."

Song Yan lowered his eyelashes slightly, feeling very melancholy in his heart, and wanted to directly explain who she was, but Shi Heng obviously refused to let her say.

She also knew that if she said it now, it would cause a big mess, but if she didn't say it, the feeling of holding it back was really uncomfortable.

Mrs. Fu couldn't see other people's hesitation, "No, it's okay, let's go, take the child with you, you can call your family and let me know if they disagree, let me pick it up, I will help you explain."

"..."

"What are you still doing in a daze? Let's go." Mrs. Fu walked up to Song Xiaoyuan, took his little hand directly, and smiled kindly, "Come to our house for dinner with grandma?"

Song Xiaoyuan blinked his big bright eyes and looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan bit his lips, it's not true to refuse, it's not true to not refuse, it really feels like a person who is not inside and outside.

Seeing this scene, Shi Heng was so nervous that he was sweating. He wanted to speak, but Mrs. Fu obviously knew what he was thinking, and immediately warned, "I have to report to you when I invite someone back to dinner and get your permission." ?”

"...don't dare."

"That's it."

The old lady didn't wait for Song Yan's call these two days, and she has been thinking about her all the time. Today, she finally met again by chance, and even asked her to have dinner no matter what.

Before such an embarrassing invitation, Song Yan could not refuse, and Mrs. Fu's attitude could not be refused, so, inexplicably, she and Song Xiaoyuan got into Mrs. Fu's car.

Mrs. Fu didn't ask Shi Heng to take her off. When she came, the driver of Fu's family brought her and asked him to stop outside the art garden. Shi Heng was not needed.

Abandoned, Shi Heng had a sad face, and stared at their car as they walked away with a face that was uglier than crying. Then he could only take out the phone, and said to Fu Han on the other end with a sad face, "Boss, Mrs. Fu sent Miss Song and Song The young master has brought it back to the Fu family."

"..."

After receiving the call, Fu Hanshen was driving towards the art garden, but when he heard Shi Heng's words, his eyebrows frowned, his deep eyes overflowed with deep colors, he immediately hung up the phone, turned on the turn signal, and drove to another route... …

**
On the way to the main house of the Fu family, the three of them were sitting in the car. Because of his young age, Song Xiaoyuan was in the middle and didn't occupy much of a seat. He chatted with the old lady Fu.

Song Yan was leaning against the window, clasping her hands together nervously. She never thought that she would meet Fu Hanshen's mother and go to their house in such a short period of time.

Although her current identity, Mrs. Fu still doesn't know.

But it was precisely because Mrs. Fu didn't know yet, that made people even more nervous. If Mrs. Fu knew that she was the one who lived with Fu Hanshen now, what would her reaction be?
And many times, she also wanted to confess to Mrs. Fu, but she couldn't open her mouth when the words came to her lips.

Before leaving, Shi Heng secretly winked at her, signaling her not to act rashly. Song Yan knew what he meant, that is, not to let her confess to Mrs. Fu temporarily, otherwise, everyone would be in chaos.

"What does your husband do?" Seeing that Song Yan had been silent all this time, Mrs. Fu asked her casually.

Song Yan was choked up by her words again, unable to answer, but Song Xiaoyuan next to him flattered him, "Business."

"what business?"

"This..." Song Xiaoyuan scratched his head, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing that the mother and son didn't seem to want to bring up this topic, the old lady Fu was reasonable and thought it might be inconvenient to disclose, so she stopped asking and said with a smile, "I'll just ask casually, the car will be gone soon. Here we go, are you hungry?"

Song Yan bent his lips and smiled, "I'm not very hungry."

"Then you can bear it any longer."

**
The main house of the Fu family is located in a very good place in the suburbs. They are the only one family in a radius of [-] meters. There are two rows of older French sycamores in front of the carved gate of the mansion. Fallen leaves, it can be seen that someone will clean it regularly every day.

The mansion is a combination of Chinese and European houses, with three floors, elegant and classic, but also western style and noble. From the outside, it looks magnificent.

The car creaked and stopped in front of the sculpture art gate.

Mrs. Fu got out of the car first, and invited Song Yan and Song Xiaoyuan to follow. While the servants were rushing over, she said to the servants, "Today I brought my friends back for dinner, and asked the cook to cook more."

Then he beckoned Song Yan and Song Xiaoyuan to go in.

Song Yan had no intention of admiring the magnificence and value of this house, so he pulled Song Xiaoyuan nervously and walked into the house with Mrs. Fu. Until now, it is still difficult to realize that she actually came to the main house of the Fu family with Mrs. Fu .

This time, she couldn't say she was voluntary, but she wasn't forced either, as if she was caught in the middle, neither left nor right. When she recovered, she was already taken into the car by Mrs. Fu.

Entering the living room, Song Yan and Song Xiaoyuan were greeted by Mrs. Fu to sit down on the sofa.

Mrs. Fu asked her servants to bring fruit, and sat down opposite them, "Eat some fruit to fill your stomach first. Our cook cooks very quickly, and we will be able to eat soon."

Song Yan nodded, still very melancholy in his heart, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little stiff, and he couldn't sit still, for fear that Mrs. Fu would turn to face her if she was not careful.

Although Song Xiaoyuan understood that this kind of occasion seemed a bit weird, but he was a child by nature, so he wouldn't think too much on the unfamiliar side, so he asked Mrs. Fu cautiously, "Can I eat?"

From time to time, he glanced at the cut fruit on the coffee table.

Mrs. Fu was amused by him, so she couldn't help coming over and sitting next to him, rubbing his little head, with a kind face and loving eyes, "Of course, you can take whatever you want, just treat it as your own." Plus, don't be polite to me."

Song Xiaoyuan was really hungry, his stomach croaked from time to time, of course, only he could feel it.

With the permission of the old lady Fu, she turned her head and looked at Song Yan again, with pitiful inquiries in her small eyes.

Song Yan smiled helplessly. Although he felt that this was inappropriate, he was no match for his poor appearance, and said softly, "Eat what you want."

Song Xiaoyuan finally laughed happily, picked up the fruit inserted by the toothpick and put it in his mouth.

The old lady Fu really likes this child more and more. Every time she sees him, she thinks, what if it could be her grandson?
But this idea was quickly extinguished by the realistic side.

After a while, Mrs. Fu called a younger servant over, asked her to accompany Song Xiaoyuan, stood up and waved to Song Yan, "Come up with me for a while."

This attitude obviously did not treat Song Yan as an outsider.

Song Yan didn't dare to refuse any of the old lady's requests, so he gave Song Xiaoyuan a word, and then followed old lady Fu upstairs.

Coming to one of the rooms on the second floor that looked like the master bedroom, Mrs. Fu asked Song Yan to close the door, then grabbed her hand and led her to the dressing table.

He took out a hairpin from the drawer and put it in front of her. Mrs. Fu looked at Song Yan happily, "What do you think of this hairpin?"

She bought this when she saw she liked it in the mall that day. Women love beauty and want to share with others what they like, but Mr. Fu has already gone to the capital for a few days for a meeting. Mrs. Fu has almost no one to share, and the servants basically only say "yes", which makes Mrs. Fu feel very boring.

So this time, Song Yan was finally brought here, and the first one wanted to share with her.

"It's pretty." Song Yan replied, seeing that Mrs. Fu's face was a little flattered, but thinking that she seemed to be a little perfunctory, she immediately smiled and said, "This hairpin is very unique, elegant and expensive It is very suitable for women between the ages of 30 and 50, and I think it must look good on you."

"Didn't you say nice things to coax me on purpose?" Mrs. Fu looked at her out of the corner of her eyes.

Song Yan smiled, "No, this is the truth, do you want me to put it on for you?"

"You have good eyesight." Mrs. Fu finally smiled with satisfaction, "If you know how to comb your hair, then comb it for me and put it on. If you don't know how to do it, forget it, don't force it."

Madam Fu actually wanted to show her best side in front of the guests. Although she was old, she still had a young mind, especially in front of Song Yan who was also a woman, and she didn't want to look too old.

Song Yan laughed inwardly. He could clearly see the expectant look in Mrs. Fu's eyes, so he logically didn't refuse, "Sit down, I'll fix it for you."

Old Madam Fu let out an "ah", sat down honestly in the chair, looked at Song Yan from time to time in the mirror, and thought angrily again, how could such a clever daughter-in-law not belong to her family?

**
downstairs.

When the man walked into the living room in a vigorous manner, the servant hurriedly stepped forward and nodded respectfully, "Second Young Master, you are back."

Song Xiaoyuan, who was eating strawberries on the sofa in the living room, suddenly turned his head and looked towards the door as if he had a telepathic feeling.

Fu Han's deep eyes happened to meet his gaze, the little guy was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, but he didn't speak.

The servants who accompanied Song Xiaoyuan hurriedly greeted them, "Second Young Master, the old lady is upstairs accompanying the guests, I'll let you know."

"No need." Fu Hanshen said lightly, no emotion could be seen on his stern face, his secretive eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of insight, his thin lips parted lightly, "You guys go down first."

"Yes."

The two servants retreated together, leaving only Fu Hanshen and Song Xiaoyuan on the sofa in the living room.

Fu Hanshen stretched his long legs and walked towards him, Song Xiaoyuan also slid off the sofa and walked towards him.

However, Song Xiaoyuan hadn't walked a few steps, and the long-legged man always walked faster and farther than him. He stood beside Fu Hanshen's long legs, and he always had to raise his head to look at each other. He was almost twice as tall as a man.

Fu Han looked down at him deeply, then frowned, "Did you eat watermelon just now?"

Song Xiaoyuan was taken aback, "How do you know?"

He clearly eats strawberries now.

Fu Han was not surprised, "It smells, and there are watermelon seeds on your face, wipe it off."

"Oh." Song Xiaoyuan quickly wiped it on his face, successfully found the watermelon seeds and removed them, but suddenly realized that the point was wrong, and said to the man in front of him, "Song Dayan was taken upstairs."

"Ah."

He rubbed the little guy's head with his broad and well-knit palms. He didn't think there was anything unusual about Song Yan being brought upstairs by Mrs. Fu, and then he said, "Stay well in the living room and don't run around" before turning around. went upstairs.

Song Xiaoyuan watched his back going upstairs, curled his lips, and went back to the sofa obediently, not following him wisely.

**
He had just arranged a decent hair for Mrs. Fu and inserted the hairpin. Before he could take a closer look, someone knocked on the door of the room from outside.

Mrs. Fu was about to get up, Song Yan held her down and said with a smile, "I'll go and open the door."

"Okay, let's go." Mrs. Fu waved her hand, and looked at herself in the mirror with a smile and approval.

What she had to admit was that Song Yan's hands were really dexterous. This offer wasn't too difficult, but it was simple and elegant, very comfortable to look at, and very suitable for her age.

Song Yan walked to the door, stretched out his hand to open the door, and before he could look up, a tall and impressive figure was frozen in front of her.

Raising her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Fu Hanshen standing outside the door, staring at her with deep and remote eyes. She froze for a moment, and missed a beat without warning.

Then the second reaction was that he was suddenly moved and relieved for no reason, and his eyes turned red involuntarily.

During the time spent with Mrs. Fu, although nothing unexpected happened, the whole process made her emotionally tense and nervous, and she dared not relax herself all the time.

This feeling is even more emotionally tense than when she entered the operating room in the hospital and faced patients.

Like a little beast who has no sense of security, steadfastness, or confidence, he is always afraid that he will become the prey of the hunter.

And this kind of emotion that could not be relaxed at all, felt inexplicably relaxed when seeing the man outside the door.

The four eyes met, his deep eyes were exceptionally calm, and when he fixedly looked at her, there was an unspoken tenderness.

Song Yan didn't speak, and Fu Hanshen didn't say a word, but the old lady Fu, who was sitting by the dressing table inside, stood up when she saw the silhouette of the man reflected in the doorway from the mirror, "Oh, this is a blowjob. Where did the wind blow you back?"

The tone was the usual cynicism when dealing with Fu Hanshen.

Thinking of the last time he came back and left after throwing a few words, Mrs. Fu was still angry.

Finally, looking back from Song Yan's deep mountain without a trace, Fu Han looked deeply at the old lady Fu who was walking towards them.

Seeing that she had a new hairstyle, she would touch his head with his hands from time to time, as if seeing something in his eyes, he slightly hooked his lips and smiled lightly, "You are very beautiful today."

Mrs. Fu, who was still sneering and sarcastic just now, was about to say a few more sarcastic words, "..."

Blushing, Mrs. Fu glared at him coquettishly, "Don't think that once you say something nice, I will forgive you."

Although the tone is still fierce, but the rosy and pleasant luster on the face is hard to hide.

This is the first time that Fu Er of their family praised her for the first time!
Mrs. Fu couldn't help admiring and admiring Song Yan's hands even more, and she was a little proud of the hairpin she bought.

"I'm asking you." After coughing twice, Mrs. Fu came straight to them and straightened her face again, "Did you hide the mother and child somewhere?"

"Huh?" Fu Hanshen raised his eyebrows.

"Hmph." The old lady Fu said angrily, "I sent people to look at it today, and they said they didn't find anyone. Did you hide them because you were afraid of being discovered by me?"

The old lady told this lie without changing her complexion, her morality was profound.

Embarrassed again, Song Yan took a step back quietly, giving space to the mother and son as much as possible. He was happy to be invisible, but he didn't let Fu Hanshen lose his attention at all.

I wonder how he will answer...

Fu Hanshen saw Song Yan's small movements from the corner of his eyes, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously hooked up. Then, he raised his eyebrows at the old lady Fu who was looking at the aggressive and questioning face, "Where can I hide them? Didn't you see them all?" ?”

Song Yan's heart tightened, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at him in surprise.

"What did I see?" Mrs. Fu was sometimes very nervous and angry, she didn't understand the meaning of his words, she straightened her back and said fiercely, "I just saw you took them back to live, just see When you chase married women to another city, you will see that you are still single at the age of 32."

"..."

Song Yan almost couldn't hold back a chuckle, and the last sentence made her smile a bit.

So his family said he was single?

Fu Han was silent for two seconds, then automatically ignored what the old lady Fu said later, and said, "She is already divorced."

"It won't work even if you get a divorce!" Old Madam Fu didn't have to discuss it, she stood firm, "She will definitely have nothing to do with you. You bastard who went to steal other people's wives, you really have to piss me off before you are willing!"

This time Fu Hanshen was a little wronged. Although Song Yan did want to rape her a few times before the divorce, she never provoked her first.

What's more, he finally let her go.

Otherwise, according to his strength and everything that a man is good at, when he really wants to do something to a woman, will he not be able to deal with her?

Because he fought too much at school since he was a child, his body seemed to be full of wild anger as sharp as a tiger since he was a child. Even fortune tellers once said that he was too hostile, so he had to suppress it or let him release all the anger. So after graduating from high school , Fu Hanshen was completely thrown into the army by Master Fu to serve as a soldier, and when he was in the army, he was instigated by Master Fu to instigate the instructors to suppress him in various ways to discourage him, so that he was released while being suppressed. It's not bad if it can reach half of him.

So this time it was a bit unfair.

But he didn't explain it, because whether he explained it or not, he couldn't change the result he wanted.

Mrs. Fu saw that he was silent, and she didn't want to continue with this preoccupation, "I still have guests today, we'll talk about this matter later, you stay with me tonight to accompany the guests, did you hear that?" ?”

"it is good."

His quiet answer made Mrs. Fu look at him twice more, her eyes full of suspicion.

What kind of wind is blowing today that makes Fu Er, who has been fighting against her, so obedient?

After a few glances, he didn't see that he was perfunctory, and couldn't figure out what he was thinking. Mrs. Fu passed him angrily, and went downstairs first. For a while, she even ignored Song Yan who was standing next to him. It fell, and I guess I was really angry when I thought about it.

Seeing that his sense of existence was low again, Song Yan was troubled in his heart.

She lowered her head slightly, and wanted to walk past Fu Hanshen, but just as she passed by his side, her wrist was clamped by his big palm.

The warmth of his warm palm was slowly transmitted to her heart by the blood in his wrist, and she felt very warm for a while.

She looked at him sideways, and his eyes happened to meet her quiet and calm eyes, which were full of self-evident tenderness.

Slowly, he opened his mouth and asked softly, "Are you afraid?"

Song Yan pursed his lips lightly, and said in a low voice, "A little bit."

It would be a lie to say that she was not afraid at all. Before she knew that Mrs. Fu was his mother, she could be very calm and composed, but now, her heart was indescribably obscure and melancholy.

"She's just a paper tiger." Fu Hanshen smiled lightly, his lips curled up slightly, and his voice was mellow and charming, "It's really not fierce."

Although they get along much less than normal mothers and children, Fu Hanshen knows the character of Mrs. Fu best.

His soft and pleasant voice seemed to have a kind of reassuring magic power. His broad palm slowly slid down from her wrist and held her palm. His movements were small, but warm and caring, making her The messy mood has settled down a lot.

Song Yan nodded, "I know, I will try my best to relax."

The corners of his lips drew a perfect arc, "That's right."

"Let's go down." Fearing that Mrs. Fu would be suspicious if they didn't go down, Song Yan tried to break free from his palm, and said to him, "Xiao Yuan is still down."

She had left him alone for too long, and she was a little worried.

"and many more."

Fu Hanshen held her hand but did not let go, his mellow and charming voice blocked her movements, his dark eyes stared at her for a moment, the corners of his lips slightly raised, he didn't say anything, but the small His expression was signaling her.

This time Song Yan could see what he wanted to do, his cheeks blushed unnaturally, and he turned his head away in embarrassment and said, "Our current relationship has not been made public, it's not good for someone to see it later."

Staring at her blushing face, Fu Hanshen was in a good mood, raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's usually fine, no one will come up."

It was embarrassing to say no to this.

Song Yan hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage, tilted his head and tiptoed at the same time, moved towards his sharply slashed face, and kissed his thin lips without any surprise.

She wanted to peck his lips lightly and leave, but when she just touched his lips and wanted to retreat quickly, the man's big palm clasped the back of her head, and his handsome face came closer to her, Before the touch between the lips could be released, he deepened the kiss.

Kiss deeper, deeper.

Song Yan's eyes widened, his heart was beating non-stop, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be stirred up by his sudden and slightly forceful kiss, which made people fall involuntarily.

However, just when the tip of his tongue was greedily trying to pry her teeth open, Song Yan's heart was agitated, and he quickly pulled away from him.

"I'm going down first."

Throwing down these words, she left as if fleeing, her heart beating wildly in her chest still couldn't calm down, this feeling similar to cheating really made people's blood full of excitement and excitement.

Before she ran away in a hurry, Fu Hanshen clearly captured her blushing and delicate appearance, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and he rubbed the lips with her lingering warmth with the pulp of his thumb, and the corners of her lips were curled up. With a more wanton arc, a playful and gentle luster flashed across his eyes.

Then, he looked at himself in the mirror of the dressing table opposite. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, straight and slender, with a well-defined face.

Not too bad, very pleasing to the eye.

**
Going down to the lobby on the first floor, Song Yan saw Mrs. Fu was chatting with Song Xiaoyuan in the living room at a glance.

She gathered herself together, took a long, deep breath, and tried her best to calm down the restless heart. Then she slightly squeezed her beautiful smile and walked towards them.

However, before she took a few steps, a happy woman's voice suddenly came from the door, "Auntie, I brought my boyfriend to see you."

Hearing this familiar female voice, Song Yan was startled.

Slowly, she turned her head and walked towards the door.

As soon as Zaiya's voice fell, the two who came in together were the first to notice her in an instant.

At the same time, the smile on Liu Qingqing's face froze.

Tang Munian looked at Song Yan with unpredictable changes...

(End of this chapter)