Eunuchs are not easy

Fu Huan looked at him earnestly for a long time, then moved his mouth under the aggressive gaze of the other party, and stretched out five fingers as if nothing had happened, "The second son of the Zhou family, the young master of the Li family, the lord of the Wang family, the Zhao family My second uncle..."

The more he talked, the darker An Huajin's face became, and there were faintly bulging veins on his forehead. He didn't even want to look at Fu Huan again, so he turned his lips to the side and muttered angrily, "Debauchery!"

"..." Fu Huan frowned, and continued to point fingers and talk nonsense.

"The big brother of Uncle Liang's family..."

'boom! '

"How much more?" An Huajin clenched his fist and slammed the wall of the car hard, making a thud, and said viciously.

The voice was a little loud, suddenly.After a while, the carriage that had been moving stopped, and a soft greeting came from outside, "Master Manager?"

Very light, very light, with imperceptible care.

However, An Huajin didn't pay attention to it. At this time, his head had turned back to Fu Huan's face, and he asked repeatedly: "How much more?"

"Huh?" Fu Huan raised his eyebrows strangely, put away his hands, looked at him seriously, shook his head, and smiled, "No, no one."

"Just you." She stared at him and said word by word.

The little notebook in An Huajin's mind was disconnected in vain, and he forgot what he was supposed to do for a moment.

But facing Fu Huan's smiling face, he instinctively turned his head and said, "Smart words."

Although the words were still the same, his exposed earlobes were obviously a little red.

Fu Huan's ears are not good, but his eyes are better, so he noticed it right away.

I felt a little relieved, it turned out that Eunuch An was quite innocent.

Forget it, now is not the time to be angry.

She adjusted her expression, bent over and moved towards An Huajin.

The outside voices also gradually disappeared, as if they knew what was going on in the carriage, and those accompanying people were shrewd and unified so that they didn't run into trouble at this time.

After all, isn't there another one in the carriage?

Fu Huan sat down about a punch away from An Huajin with a little restraint.

Usually the other party takes the initiative, but this time I am not used to it.

With a sigh, he tugged at the collar of his clothes.

Stretching out his finger to touch An Huajin's arm, he asked softly, "Are you angry?"

"An Ci, An Ci." She called out, and her perseverance deserved a thumbs up.

An Huajin retracted his arms again and again, pursed his lips and refused to speak until there was no way out, he coughed, raised his other hand and pushed open the window of the carriage, and said in a bad tone, "What are you doing here? Is this a place where we can eat? Hurry up and leave, do you want to starve our family to death!"

As soon as he questioned, all the attendants outside turned pale instantly, pleading guilty and apologizing. It was not until the carriage was driven again that he snorted coldly and closed the window.

At this time, his face has calmed down a lot, but his brows are still frowning.

Fu Huan watched his series of movements and twitched.With a move of his buttocks, he sat a little further away from him, crossed his hands, and circled his two index fingers rhythmically.

The two sides were silent for a while.

Knowing that Fu Huan opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind, he stood up and asked, "How about I go back first?"

"I'm not hungry yet..." As she said that, she was about to walk towards the door of the carriage, and her next move was to stop the carriage.

"Who allowed you to go." An Huajin finally turned his head, his gaze followed her, and he spoke coldly.

"I'm afraid I will affect your appetite." Fu Huan looked at him and curled his lips, looking for his own good.

"It doesn't affect." He was reluctant, and the resentment in his eyes turned into substance and entangled Fu Huan.

Fu Huan touched the tip of her nose uncomfortably. In fact, she was just testing. It is good to be able to leave. If she does not leave, it will just stimulate him to talk to her and ease the atmosphere.

Resigned to his fate, he rolled his eyes slightly, and spread his hands, "I've coaxed you all. Tell me, what about me, so that you can relieve your anger or something?"

"..." An Huajin was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, but seemed to regain his energy in an instant, his eyes dimly lit up, he scanned Fu Huan up and down, and made sure with a sullen face, "Is everything okay?"

"!!" Fu Huan sensed an ominous premonition from his little expression, "It's fine if it's not too much."

She was wrong, this guy is not innocent at all.Whoever is innocent will not be him.

Really blinded her eyes.She just said that casually, why did she take it seriously!

"Yes." An Huajin nodded, and waved to Fu Huan, "Come here."

"Oh." Fu Huan reluctantly moved over.

Then watching An Huajin bend over, pull out a space from under the couch of the carriage, pull out a package from it and hand it to Fu Huan, "Put it on."

Although he said it with a blank face, Fu Huan could vaguely see a small expression similar to complacency.

"What is this?" She said, restraining her temper, unwrapped the package, and her intuition told her that it was not a good thing.

really…

Under An Huajin's gaze, a red women's dress appeared in Fu Huan's hands.

Comparing the size, it is just right.

"..." Fu Huan unconsciously looked up at An Huajin, only to see that the other party nodded and pointed at the thing in her hand, "Put it on."

"Now?" Fu Huan's mouth twitched, she wanted to hit him.

"En." An Huajin nodded, paused, and said, "Not too much."

"I don't think it's too much."

It's as if that happened.

"Are you sure I look good in black now?" Fu Huan disagreed, and began to find a way out for himself.

"It shouldn't be ugly." An Huajin seemed to have thought about it seriously, seeing Fu Huan's darkened face, tried to add: "But in my eyes, you must be good-looking."

"Hum..." Fu Huan imitated his appearance and snorted, weighing the clothes in his hand, "The kind, generous, and broad-minded Eunuch An, are you so angry?"

An Huajin's expectant face froze for a moment, then immediately frowned.

The speed of change is lightning fast.Fu Huan felt that his eyes were going blind.

"I don't know who held my hand when I left, and swore that I would never have anything to do with others."

"It's good now, what about the Zhang family, the Li family, the Wang family, and the Liang family's, and there is a face-to-face..."

It was yin and yang again, and it started again.

Fu Huan reached out to interrupt him, and made a stop gesture, "Eunuch An, Director An, I was wrong, I was wrong."

An Huajin twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, and bared in disdain, "If you have something to call Ah Ci, if it's nothing, Manager An..."

"... "

Fu Huan raised his hand to support his forehead. She must have suffered from carriage sickness, so she was free to answer his words.

"Hmm..." He took a few breaths, calmed down a little, and opened the clothes in his hand, "How do you wear this thing?"

"Take off your clothes." An Huajin fixed his eyes on the clothes, and continued.

"How do you take it off?" Fu Huan looked around, the carriage was moving smoothly, and the place was quite big, the temperature mattered, but no matter how good it was, it was a place that could be seen at a glance.

"No, I can help you." An Huajin blinked and said with some reluctance.

Fu Huan hugged the clothes in his hands tightly, and gave him an incredulous look, as if he heard something unbelievable, "How can that be done!"

"There are no outsiders." Everything An Huajin expressed was very natural.

"No." Fu Huan shook his head.

She has no habit of being watched undressing and changing clothes.

"Change."

"No change."

"Do you dislike me, saying that you want to be with me is just perfunctory." An Huajin wrinkled his face, and started a new round of resentful tone.

"No."

"Then we are all married, why do you still treat me as an outsider." What's wrong with taking off your clothes?

"I... I'm not used to being watched." Fu Huan's intestines are regretting now, what the hell did she do to agree to this guy.

It must have been bewitched, it must be.

"Then how do you take off your clothes for Qiu Luo to see?"

"...She's not a woman, and I asked her to help me apply the medicine, but I didn't let her see it." Fu Huan didn't care at all why An Huajin knew about her and Qiu Luo.

After all, Qiu Luo lives in her own yard, she still knows what she does and who she contacts.Otherwise, how could you rest assured.

"What's wrong with the girl?" An Huajin got up impatiently and pulled Fu Huan in who had been half standing in front of him, and sat on the couch, "I'm still your husband-in-law!"

"Come on..." He pressed Fu Huan's neckline with one hand, and started to move before the other party could react, "This is the skirt I brought back for you from Jiangnan, let me see what you wear Does it look good?"

"You..." Fu Huan subconsciously wanted to slap him.

"Boss, the place is here." Just then, the car stopped.

Fu Huan took advantage of the situation and grabbed An Huajin's hand, and fought wits and coaxing with him all the way, until now she heard the noise of people passing by outside the carriage.

You don't need to look at this situation to know it. Now it is in the capital, and there are still people around.

"…"fine.

"Go back and change it for you." She breathed a sigh of relief, decided to smooth out her words first, held the other's hand tightly, and leaned close to An Huajin's ear, saying that she thought she would never speak in this life Then, softly, "Just for you to see, Ah Ci."

"Huh?!" Fu Huan didn't respond here, but Mr. Jing'an threw her away at once, and withdrew his hand, the tips of his ears were redder than before. Lowering his head down, he responded in a low voice.Quickly walked towards the door.

Fu Huan: ...

It's hard to be a human!Didn't you learn this from him? What's the matter with this reaction?

Touching her chin, she couldn't figure out why.Raising his hand to tidy up his messed up clothes, when he got out of the car, he remembered that he had something to say to An Ci.

He patted his forehead, and followed the person who had almost disappeared in front of him under the strange gaze of a group of followers outside the car.

The curtains of the car were not put in place, revealing a small slit, through which one or two of them could be glimpsed from the outside angle.

Thinking of the buttons that Fu Huan was wearing when he came down, the remaining few car attendants looked at each other tacitly, with an inexplicable sense of admiration in their eyes.

The author has something to say:

An Huajin: Do you love me or not?

Fu Huan: Love love love, I only love you.

An Huajin: Perfunctory, hypocritical, fake.

Fu Huan: Get out, I won't play with you anymore.

An Huajin: Huanhuan~