Sick pet: Fu Shaonuan's wife has to be coaxed

Chapter 210: Chapter 158

One day after marriage.

Facing the empty room, Fu Yan's eyes were gloomy, and he took out his cell phone with a gloomy expression.

Half an hour ago, Fu Yan received a WeChat message from Mu Jinyue.

—— "Peijin and Lu Zicang quarreled again. I'm staying with her. I won't be going home today. Remember to take good care of yourself and don't lose your temper!"

There is also an emoji package at the back, a little girl is stroking the head of the little milk cat, and the text is "touch the head, be good".

God is so obedient!
The more Fu Yan watched, the more angry he became, especially since he hadn't replied to the message for half an hour, and Mu Jinyue didn't even think about continuing to talk to him!

No coaxing!

Fu Yan gritted his teeth and looked at the phone, his dark pupils ignited raging anger from the depths.

Of course, the anger was not directed at Mu Jinyue.

With a cold face, he quit WeChat and broadcast Lu Zicang's number.

After a few prompts, the phone was connected. Lu Zicang seemed to have not woken up, his voice was low, and there was a bit of sleepiness and impatience.

"Who?"

"Lu, Zi, Cang." Fu Yan called his name word by word, his voice dropped to freezing point: "It seems that you are very leisurely?"

Lu Zicang on the other side of the phone sat up abruptly, his drowsiness dissipated immediately, and he became sober.

Fuck!He was so sleepy that he answered Fu Yan's call!
How about a good sleep? !Isn't it good to play games!Isn't it good to chase dramas!

Lu Zicang felt extremely remorseful, but he had already answered the phone, and if he hung up now, his death would only be worse.

Just hearing Fu Yan's tone, it seemed that he was in a...very irritable mood.

Lu Zicang was very satisfied, and silently praised Wu Peijin from the bottom of his heart.

However, Fu Yan must not let Fu Yan find out about this, otherwise he will definitely be finished!

Lu Zicang rolled his eyes, laughed dryly, and said flatteringly, "Haha, Young Master Fu, you are joking, I am busy here."

"Oh?" Fu Yan raised his voice slightly, and his tone was unclear: "What are you busy with?"

Lu Zicang adjusted his breathing, made a look of bitterness and hatred, and said in a helpless tone: "It's not my aunt who is angry again. I am busy trying to coax her well."

"Ha ha."

This sneer had a deep meaning, and Lu Zicang shuddered unconsciously, his heart shuddering.

Could it be that it was discovered?

As soon as the thoughts flashed across his mind, Fu Yan's sad voice came from the receiver.

"Are you angry again? Find a way to coax people?" Fu Yan sneered coldly: "In this case, it's better to get a divorce as soon as possible."

As soon as he heard about the divorce, Lu Zicang became excited: "How can that be done!" He jumped up from the bed, forgetting even the guilty conscience of what he had done, "Fu Yan! How dare you curse us for divorce?! Are you still human?! "

Fu Yan listened to him patiently, and then said lightly, "I thought you would be very willing. After all, after the divorce, your pestering wife will cling to my little girl every day. Isn't it just what you want?" After a pause, he suddenly let out a low laugh, his magnetic voice was icy cold, "Why don't you give it a try?"

After finishing speaking, Fu Yan didn't care about Lu Zicang's reaction, and hung up the phone directly.

Lu Zicang: "..."

Sure enough it was discovered.

He scratched his hair, thinking of Fu Yan's last sentence "try it", he always felt a little flustered.

That guy is a lunatic, he can do anything.

The more Lu Zicang thought about it, the more panicked he became, and he quickly called Wu Peijin with his mobile phone and called him back.

In less than an hour, Mu Jinyue returned home in a daze.

As she took the key to open the door, she felt strange.

Wu Peijin just said that this was the worst quarrel she and Lu Zicang had ever had, and she was even considering divorce. Why did she just make a phone call, apologize, and immediately reconcile? Don't want to delay?

She was a little confused.

As soon as the key was placed in the lock, the door opened.

A strong arm stretched out from the crack in the door, pulling her shoulders, and with a force, the defenseless Mu Jinyue staggered and fell into a hot embrace.

Fu Yan closed the door with his foot, bowed his head on her neck, like a small animal abandoned by its owner, docile but wronged, and complained in a dull voice: "You left me alone at home again!"

Not only wronged, but also pitiful.

Mu Jinyue suppressed a smile, raised her hand and stroked his head. The act of smoothing his hair made Fu Yan's gloomy mood a lot better.

But his arms holding the person became tighter and tighter, and he said sullenly, "It's no use acting like a baby, this time the problem is very serious!"

behave in a spoiled manner……

Mu Jinyue couldn't laugh or cry, in this situation, who is acting like a baby?
However, Mu Jinyue also knew that she was in the wrong, so she decided not to argue with this childish child.

She coughed softly twice, and before she could speak, Fu Yan raised her head first, frowning slightly, her eyes a little nervous.

"Why are you coughing?" He straightened up, touched her forehead with his forehead, and continued after two seconds: "I don't have a fever. Did you catch a cold because you didn't wear too much?"

After finishing speaking, he stroked Mu Jinyue's hair, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Go back to the room first, and I'll make you cola ginger soup."

There is no such pitiful energy in the inside and outside of the words.

Mu Jinyue's heart softened in a mess.

Looking at Fu Yan's distressed and concerned eyes, she suddenly understood.

If they had quarreled, there was no need for Fu Yan to call.

As long as he looked at her, she lost her temper at all.

(End of this chapter)