Young master, your vest fell off

An An glanced at Fu Miaomiao, and asked in a low voice, "Daddy, are you really friends with Aunt Ziyu?"

Situ Han smiled faintly, "Forget it, we did grow up together."

An An nodded her head, "Oh, that's a childhood sweetheart, and my Aunt Ziyu is also pretty, why don't you like Aunt Ziyu?"

Situ Han chuckled, "I still think your mommy is the prettiest."

"That's right, Mommy's good looks... In that case, I should also thank Mommy very much. If Mommy wasn't so good-looking, I wouldn't be so handsome." An An's tone was very serious.

Situ Han: "...What about Daddy?"

An An's big eyes flashed suddenly, "I also want to thank Daddy, if it weren't for Daddy, I wouldn't exist."

Situ Han: "..."

You obviously look like me.

The butler came over at this time and told everyone that dinner was ready.

Everyone moves to the restaurant.

At the dinner table, Lin Ziyu told Fu Miaomiao a lot of things about Situ Han in the past, all of which were black history of Situ Han playing cool and handsome.

Lin Ziyu looked at Situ Han again, and teased in a very friendly tone: "Master Han, you won't be angry if I say so?"

Situ Han shook his head.

Lin Ziyu smiled and waved his hands, "Okay, I won't talk anymore, just to save you some face."

Situ Han stopped talking.

Fu Miaomiao hasn't heard enough yet, "You can tell me more, I still want to hear it."

Lin Ziyu laughed out loud, shook his head and said, "You should ask him yourself."

Fu Miaomiao obviously didn't want to finish it, so she curled her lips and stopped asking.

After dinner, Lin Ziyu stayed and chatted for a while, then left.

It was Fu Taishan who asked the driver to take her back.

After that, Fu Taishan called Fu Miaomiao into the study.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?" Fu Miaomiao asked.

Fu Taishan took a heavy breath, looked at his silly granddaughter again, and said helplessly: "Can't you see? That Lin Ziyu likes Xiaohan."

Hearing this, Fu Miaomiao paused, "Huh?"

Lin Ziyu likes Situ Han?

"Grandpa, how did you find out?"

Fu Taishan was a little speechless.

It was so obvious that she couldn't see it.

That's right, if she could see it, Xu Xiaotang wouldn't have been...

Fu Taishan sighed, "You silly boy, what do you want me to say about you? Grandpa gives you a piece of advice, stay away from this Lin Ziyu in the future."

Fu Miaomiao was silent and nodded.

However, she really didn't see that Lin Ziyu liked Situ Han.

But her grandfather's words left a little shadow in her heart.

After returning to the room, Fu Miaomiao glanced at Situ Han who was sitting on the sofa, and asked directly, "Does Lin Ziyu like you?"

"Huh?" Situ Han raised his head, his eyes fell on Fu Miaomiao's small face, he bent his lips and smiled slightly, "Why did you suddenly ask me this?"

"Tell me the truth, does Lin Ziyu like you?" Fu Miaomiao asked again.

Situ Han crossed his legs together, stretched out his ape arm, and rested it on the back of the sofa, exuding a lazy atmosphere all over his body, "Are you jealous?"

"Nonsense, if she really likes you, of course I will be jealous. You are my husband, not her husband." Fu Miaomiao stepped forward with a serious expression, "Hurry up and answer my question."

Situ Han: "..."

He was not satisfied with Fu Miaomiao's answer at all.

She was jealous just because he was her husband, not because she loved him.

Situ Han breathed heavily, and said silently, "I don't know, I don't know her very well."

Fu Miaomiao frowned, "What do you mean you are not very familiar?"

Situ Han held out his big palm to Fu Miaomiao, "Come here and I'll tell you."

Fu Miaomiao stepped over, and as soon as she got close to Situ Han, she was pulled into his arms by a big palm.

Fu Miaomiao didn't struggle either, and sat down obediently.

Situ Han curled his lips together, looking in a very good mood. The brightest thing is that Fu Miaomiao's alluring red lips have flowed around a few times now, but he still couldn't hold back. He leaned over and kissed her, and then he said, "I'm with you." She has known each other since she was a child, she often went to our house, before graduating from university, the two of us did meet often, and then I joined the army, and we didn’t see each other very much.”

Fu Miaomiao pouted, "Is this still unfamiliar?"

Situ Han chuckled, "It depends on how you define this word. If you meet each other often, then you are very familiar. However, what she said is correct. I really have a bad personality. In fact, it's not just her. Others often complain about me too."

"When I saw you for the first time, I also thought that your personality was not very good, but I thought you were going this way. I didn't expect you to be such a person." Fu Miaomiao whispered.

After a moment of silence, she asked again: "I'll ask Lin Ziyu tomorrow if she likes you, is that okay?"

Situ Han smiled and nodded, "Yes."

He likes Fu Miaomiao's direct character.

Fu Miaomiao frowned, "It was okay before, although I didn't have such a deep friendship with her, I think it's a good thing to have more friends, but now I know that she knows you and may like you, I always have that in my heart." What a pimple, if she admits it, what should I say?" Fu Miaomiao asked in distress.

Situ Han looked like he had nothing to do with himself, "That depends on your own thoughts."

Fu Miaomiao rolled her eyes, "It's as if it's nothing to do with you."

"You're my wife. Of course, it's better for you to come forward to solve this kind of thing, don't you think so?" Situ Han gently touched Fu Miaomiao's small face, "But you're right, I can't let this matter go away." Take it out by yourself, I am the one who made you unhappy, how do you plan to punish me?"

In the last sentence, Situ Han's voice became hoarse, extremely sexy.

Fu Miaomiao's heart was itching, and she really wanted to throw Situ Han on the bed and tease him hard now.

But isn't this right in his arms?
Fu Miaomiao raised her chin arrogantly, "I won't favor you tonight."

Situ Han: "..."

This was not the result he wanted.

"It's not in your character."

"That's how I am, let go." Fu Miaomiao took away Situ Han's arm lying around her waist, got up and walked towards the bathroom.

When she reached the door, she stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at Situ Han, her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was charming and enchanting, "Honey, look at him."

As she spoke, Fu Miaomiao raised her right shoulder, put her left hand into her clothes, took out the bra strap, pulled it up, and then let it go suddenly, with a seductive moan coming out of her mouth.

How could Situ Han stand such a temptation, his eyes immediately turned red.

Fu Miaomiao giggled, and after Situ Han stood up, he quickly went into the bathroom and locked the door behind him.

5 minutes later...

"Ah! How did you get in, Situ Han? Get out!"

"Don't you know there is such a thing as a key?"

"In that case, well, come on—"