I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

She has run out of strength.

As time passed by, He Hongche's cold and hard body slowly softened, his body stopped shaking, and his mouth color returned to its previous red color.

But who cares.

She didn't want to think about it anymore and her consciousness became blurred.

I'm so tired and want to sleep.

Then sleep.

When you fall asleep, you don’t have to think about anything.

The moment He Hongche woke up...

"Bang~~~"

With a loud thought, Ji Fanqin's door was broken open, and He Hongche's tall figure roared away.

"Roar~~~"

"Crack, crack!"

The sound of roaring and breaking things penetrated the entire manor.

"Did the young master give in this time?" Yingyue said, standing outside the door.

"It looks like it's possible." Uncle Li replied.

"That's good, then the young lady should stop."

"Ugh!"

"Uncle Li, why are you sighing?"

"It's nothing."

……

If possible, He Hongche really wanted to tear himself apart.

He knew that when he did that, he was under control, but if he didn't feel disgusted, he could control himself.

That place is soft.

There was an indescribable aroma on her body.

Her heart was beating vigorously.

he……

"Crack~" There was another sound of things breaking.

"Fortunately, the young master has enough money." Yingyue murmured, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

After dawn, she still has to wait for the young mistress to get up.

What kind of day will it be tomorrow?

The village courtyard, which had been silent for a long time, finally came to life.

As soon as a gap opened in the door, Ji Fanqin hid tightly under the quilt.

What happened last night was really embarrassing for her.

How could that He Hongche lie on my chest and mouth like a baby...

ah!It’s really hard to live.

When Yingyue walked in, she saw Ji Fanqin hiding under the quilt as an ostrich, and an indelible smile appeared on her face.

"Young Mistress." Walking to the bedside, Yingyue gently changed Ji Fanqin's position.

"..." Ji Fanqin didn't make a sound under the quilt.

"Young mistress." Yingyue said again.

Ji Fanqin moved under the quilt, "Dead!"

"Oh~~" Yingyue said meaningfully, "Young mistress, why do you think you are shy?"

shame?Ji Fanqin was furious and wanted to kill someone.

Ji Fanqin was hiding under the quilt, but Yingyue couldn't see it. He continued to say in a sly manner, "Young mistress, you may have succeeded this time."

"What the hell!" Ji Fanqin couldn't bear it and opened it.

Seeing Ji Fanqin's angry look, Yingyue was stunned for a moment, and then immediately knelt down with a thump.

She was secretly upset because because of Ji Fanqin's kindness, she had almost forgotten how terrifying the young mistress was.

"Young lady, I was wrong, wrong!" After saying that, Yingyue started to slap herself in the face.

"Okay! Stop fighting and get up and talk."

People in this village would kneel down, admit their mistakes, and quarrel whenever they disagreed. If it weren't for the calendar in the room, Ji Fanqin would have suspected that he had traveled to ancient times.

Ji Fanqin suppressed the shyness in his heart and asked, "What happened last night?"

"Young Mistress..." Yingyue was even more strange than Ji Fanqin, "What happened between you and the Young Master last night?"

"We..." Ji Fanqin's face was as red as a monkey's butt, "I'm asking you something!" Ji Fanqin used an angry voice to cover up his shame, "Last night, what was it? Poison attack?"