Return of the Wasted Wife of Time Traveling

The carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion was much larger than the two people used to come to the capital. The gorgeous decoration and spacious carriage all showed the dignity of the owner, and even the carriage was higher than ordinary ones.

Lin Jinghuan was tall and tall, and with a little martial arts, the taller carriage didn't affect him, and he got on it as soon as he lifted his foot.

But it was a bit difficult for Wen Jinyu, who was a little shorter than him.

Wen Jinyu raised his foot, then put it down again, looked at the height of the carriage, and looked helplessly at Lin Jinghuan who was already sitting in the carriage.

Seeing this, the butler at the side was also aware of the problem, and immediately said, "I'm going to get the ottoman right now."

"No need." Lin Jinghuan said, and then got off the carriage again, looked Wen Jinyu up and down, "Your clothes are too shabby, you need to change them."

After he finished commenting, he reached out and carried Wen Jinyu into the carriage.

Wen Jinyu was suddenly picked up by him, and she was so frightened that she froze all over. After she realized it, she had already got into the carriage. When she came back to her senses, she looked at Lin Jinghuan who was standing below, and swallowed, "Thank you, Mr. Xiang."

Lin Jinghuan gave a cold hum, motioned for him to enter the carriage, and then got into the carriage himself.

After the carriage left the gate of Xiangfu, the butler of Xiangfu came late with a horse stool.

In the carriage, Wen Jinyu sat obediently aside, while Lin Jinghuan still sat in the main seat, and then looked at Wen Jinyu.

Wen Jinyu was stared at by him like this, feeling like being judged. She shrank her neck and lowered her head, becoming more and more nervous.

At this time, Lin Jinghuan suddenly said, "Aren't you used to being touched by others?"

Wen Jinyu froze for a moment, then looked at Wen Jinyu.

Lin Jinghuan explained in a flat tone, "I hugged you just now, and you obviously froze for a moment, and you are repelling others from touching you?"

As expected of a generation of powerful ministers, the ability to observe words and demeanor is really powerful.

"A little bit." Wen Jinyu really didn't like being contacted by outsiders, but he didn't want to say it directly, for fear of offending Lin Jinghuan.

Lin Jinghuan hummed, and when Wen Jinyu thought the other party didn't care, Lin Jinghuan suddenly said: "But you have to learn to adapt to me, after all, you will share the same bed in the future. Even I can't promise not to touch you."

"I...try my best..." He was even more curious about the way the other person touched.

"It's not as much as possible, but it must be done." Lin Jinghuan said in a flat but commanding tone.

Wen Jinyu hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Master Xiang, are we really married, or are we pretending to be married?"

"Does it matter?"

Seeing the other party's unwillingness to think too much, Wen Jinyu had no choice but to give up, no matter it was true or not, as long as the other party was willing to give him a hug.

"Well, it's not important. Then when are you going to talk to the Lin family? And when will you get married? I've been out for so long, I'm afraid my mother will be worried, and I want to go back and see her. "

"I'll talk to my mother when I'm free." Lin Jinghuan said, and suddenly reached out and lifted Wen Jinyu's clothes that covered the shoes. After taking a look at the other's shoes, "I need to make a few pairs of shoes. Your brother's feet are so small ?"

Wen Jinyu reached out and slapped Lin Jinghuan's hand that was uncovering the hem of his clothes, "Don't move!" Like a hooligan.

Wen Jinyu got hit on the back of his hand, but for Lin Jinghuan, it didn't hurt at all, but he liked Wen Jinyu's angry look a little bit, and said, "This is how I look like a brother."

Absolutely sexist!Wen Jinyu thought secretly.

The carriage stopped at Buzhuang. Lin Jinghuan got out of the carriage first, and then reached out to hug Wen Jinyu who was hesitating how to get out of the carriage. Feeling that Wen Jinyu was stiff again, he said helplessly, "Relax."

Wen Jinyu looked at him aggrieved, "I can't control my conditioned reflex."

"Ah."

Just hummed lightly?

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