Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

When Wen Qian heard that there was no movement downstairs, she guessed that Father Gao had left, and couldn't help but see Fu Yi Chenghu in front of her in her mind.

The tall back was full of a sense of security, thinking of the madness of the two last night, Wen Qian's face turned red into an apple.

In just two days, Fu Yicheng has protected her like this more than once, and Wen Qian is not a fool, there must be something wrong with it.

Just thinking for a while how to tell Fu Yicheng, the lock of the door was unlocked.

Wen Qian smiled slyly, and pressed Fu Yicheng onto the closet with a pounce: "Master Fu, is everything settled?"

Fu Yicheng was overwhelmed by Wen Qian's sudden enthusiasm, and the girl's voice entered his ears like a strong drug.

Wen Qian slid her hand onto Fu Yicheng's chest, feeling his warmth through the shirt.

"Master Fu personally picked the peach blossoms, so he really fell in love with me, right?" Wen Qian drew the most perfect smile and fired at Fu Yicheng.

Wen Qian is quite confident about her face, but it is a lie to tease Fu Yicheng that she is not afraid.

What woman has Fu Yicheng never seen?But she was also curious to make this move.

Fu Yicheng saw through Wen Qian's careful thinking at a glance, raised her small chin, and turned against the customer: "What do you think?"

A drop of cold sweat slid down Wen Qian's back, and she almost couldn't hold on anymore.

After settling her mind: "I don't think it's useless, Mr. Fu, have you taken a fancy to me?" Wen Qian asked directly.

"Aren't you very confident?"

Fu Yicheng looked at Wen Qian with a funny face, and took another step forward.

Wen Qian's eyes widened suddenly, her calf hit the foot of the bed, and she almost fell down. Fu Yicheng quickly stopped her waist, and their bodies were close to each other.

The remarks prepared in her mind suddenly became a mess, Wen Qian resisted and pushed Fu Yicheng, her waist was a little uncomfortable in this position.

Fu Yicheng felt the refusal, put away his joking thoughts, and let go of Wen Qian's waist.

Wen Qian fell onto the soft bed without any preparation, and just as she was about to get up, Fu Yicheng pressed down and restrained Wen Qian's restless legs at the same time.

"Why don't you continue talking?" Fu Yicheng brushed away the obstructive hair on Wen Qian's forehead, showing a panicked little face.

Wen Qian put her hands between the two of them, she didn't dare to look directly at Fu Yicheng, obviously she wanted to use tricks, why did she become the weaker party?
"Master Fu, Wen Qian knows that she has no use value, so it's not worth Mr. Fu's trouble."

Fu Yicheng's heart ached, Wen Qian belittled herself so much, she didn't feel sorry for her, but he did.

But the face was not noticeable, and the fingertips slid across Wen Qian's skin: "Didn't you say that it was your face that I fell in love with?"

I have to say that Wen Qian's skin is very good. This opportunity to eat tofu in a fair manner was brought to her door by Wen Qian herself.

Wen Qian felt that there was a flame on Fu Yicheng's fingertips, and the place where it slipped burned made her tremble slightly.

Without even thinking about it, he grabbed Fu Yicheng's hand that was making trouble on her face: "Master Fu, I..."

Fu Yicheng didn't give Wen Qian a chance to continue speaking, he lowered his head and sealed her lips.

When Fu Yicheng was about to go further, Wen Qian suddenly resisted fiercely.

Fu Yicheng was unprepared and was pushed away. The eyes of the two collided, and neither of them spoke for a while.

Wen Qian grabbed the bed sheet with both hands, for fear that Fu Yicheng would pounce on him again, but Fu Yicheng got up slowly, and went into the bathroom to take a cold shower without saying a word.

While Wen Qian breathed a sigh of relief, her doubts deepened, she was just a trade item, he could see the lust deep in Fu Yicheng's eyes, Fu Yicheng didn't need to restrain it.

The next day.

As soon as Fu Yicheng entered the house, Wen Qian rushed into his arms.

Wen Qian was still wearing a scarf, and her body was still smelling of vegetables.

Wen Qian took Fu Yicheng's briefcase, and reported the name of the dish she personally cooked today like a treasure: "Steamed tofu, stir-fried prawns..."

While speaking, he took Fu Yicheng's hand and walked towards the table.

Fu Yicheng looked at his hand being held by Wen Qian, the exhaustion from a day's work was swept away, and he raised his eyebrows in a great mood.

After taking a bite with the chopsticks, he nodded under Wen Qian's expectant gaze.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Wen Qian put her chin up and said, seemingly unintentionally, "I have no other advantages other than my good-looking face and good cooking skills."

Her father doesn't hurt, and her mother is seriously ill. Why did Fu Yicheng agree to marry her like this?

As soon as Fu Yicheng picked up the food, he knew that she had no good intentions, and she didn't give up after trying it once.

She was so obvious that she didn't see that his kindness to her was so purposeful?
Forget it, it's better to take it slowly, so as not to scare her, and let her discover it by herself to be pleasantly surprised.

Fu Yicheng picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of his mouth: "Wen's strength is still worthy of my cooperation."

In order to make Wen Qian give up, Fu Yicheng brought out the company's interests to discuss matters.

Otherwise, he didn't guarantee that Wen Qian would make such enthusiastic temptations a few more times, and he would really be unable to hold back, and every time she tried to please him, he would easily defeat his self-control.

It's not that Master Wen Qian hadn't thought about this result, but after hearing Fu Yicheng say it himself, he still couldn't help being disappointed.

The bright smile quickly faded away, she really thought too much, who is Fu Yicheng, how could he guess what he was thinking, and she actually felt that he liked her.

So he protected her these few times because of the interests of the company?The more she thought about Wen Qian, the more she felt that Fu Yicheng was unfathomable.

"Master Fu, since our marriage is for profit, there must be a written agreement."

Wen Qian came back rationally, since it involves interests, it is better to write it down in black and white.

"Oh?" Fu Yicheng signaled Wen Qian to continue.

"Three years, we divorce."

As soon as Wen Qian finished speaking, the air suddenly froze.

Fu Yicheng's face was so gloomy that ink dripped out.

Wen Qian expressed that she could understand that anyone would be upset if they filed for divorce the second day after they got married, but even if Fu Yicheng was unhappy, she would say so.

"I disagree."

"Otherwise...two years?" Wen Qian held out two fingers.

She thought that Fu Yicheng was angry because she set the time too long.

Fu Yicheng had a mouthful of old blood choked on the monkey's head, and almost spit it out: "I said it, I don't agree."

"We were forced to get married. With your conditions, we can find a better one..."

Wen Qian listed a bunch of reasons why the two would have to divorce in three years, and Fu Yicheng became more and more frustrated when he heard it, and finally couldn't stand it anymore and agreed.

If he disagreed, Wen Qian might be able to talk until night.

"But the content is up to me." If you want to get a divorce, it is impossible in this life.

"No." Wen Qian strongly stopped, if the content is determined by Fu Yicheng, what is the difference from an unequal treaty?
But Fu Yicheng didn't give in any more, it was not easy for him to compromise, and Wen Qian still had to make an inch!
"Since you don't want to, then there's no need to draft it." It was a final word.

After leaving these words, Fu Yicheng drove out. He wanted to have a good meal, but was disturbed by this girl's words.