Dressed as a handsome man

Who would have thought that this was also the first time that the brother-in-law saw his brother-in-law.

Feng Congrui glanced at Fu Yan hastily, his eyes were full of unwillingness.He originally had a chance to marry Fu Yan, but he listened to other people's rumors.

Said that Fu Yan was extremely ugly, cruel, and inhumane, so he refused to marry him desperately.

What's more, he thought he had chosen the most ideal marriage partner, Nangong Mo.Although Nangong Mo is just a leisurely young master who gets a dividend, there is also an old lady Nangong at home, who has been unwilling to recognize him.

But Nangong Mo was handsome, dedicated to him, and depended on him in everything.

After seeing Fu Yan's true face, Feng Congrui was so devastated that his intestines turned green.The Fu family is richer than the Nangong family, and Fu Yan is still the head of the family. If he marries, he will be the rightful wife of the head of the house.

Even Nangong Mo's appearance is not worth mentioning in front of Fu Yan.

Feng Congrui couldn't help feeling dazed, absent-minded.

"Uncle, grandma, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Nangong Mo rubbed his hands excitedly, sweeping away the haze on his face.

Nangong Yuan said 'hmm' expressionlessly, and walked past him towards Fu Yan.

"Boss Fu, long time no see." Nangong Yuan's voice was cold and hoarse, magnetic.

Standing beside Fu Yan, Wen Shuli couldn't help but look at Nangongyuan.Nan Gongyuan's appearance is not very outstanding, but the aura developed by being in a high position all the year round will not deceive people.

This is a domineering and cruel man.

Wen Shuli couldn't help but leaned behind Fu Yan, Nan Gongyuan's eyes had already fallen on him without a trace.

There was a flash of amazement, followed by a knife-like aggression, as if tearing up the clothes on Wen Shuli's body, and penetrated into the secrets of his heart.

"Long time no see." Sensing Wen Shuli's small movements, Fu Yan took half a step forward and hid him behind him.

"Before I heard that Mr. Fu got married, I never had the chance to congratulate him in person." Nan Gongyuan withdrew his presumptuous gaze, and smiled at Fu Yan unabashedly: "I never expected to have the opportunity to meet Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Fu at the engagement banquet of Amo ,my pleasure."

Fu Yan looked cold: "How can I let Susu come alone on such an important occasion."

Wen Shuli looked up in surprise, looking at the back of Fu Yan's head.The man was half a head taller than him, with a slender neck and sharp short hair.

He just called him 'susu', what's going on?

Everyone in the Feng family called him 'A Li', but only his group of rich women and girlfriends would call him 'susu'.In other words, although Fu Yan is in country F, he knows everything about him in the country.

Looking back, Wen Shuli felt a chill run down his spine.

"Please." Nan Gongyuan invited him personally, and Fu Yan generously put his arms around Wen Shuli's waist and sat down at the main table.

The stage built with a lot of money is full of moonlight, romantic and ethereal.As night fell, all the spotlights were turned on, as bright as day.

The master of ceremonies is the famous Sui and Tang Dynasties of Lemon TV, and Wen Shuli listened to it with gusto.

A peeled lemon shrimp was put on the plate, and Wen Shuli didn't care who put it.Still staring at the stage seriously, he picked up the shrimp with a fork in one hand and put it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Fu Yan peeled another prawn and put it in the Wen Shuli plate.

Wen Shuli didn't even look at the plate, the fork was aimed precisely, and he stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks bulging like a little squirrel.

The others couldn't help but stop, watching Fu Yan slowly prepare vegetables for Wen Shuli, peel the shrimp, and shave off the fish bones.

Except for a small tomato.

Throwing the tomato back on the plate in disgust, frowning slightly, muttering: "I don't eat tomatoes."

"Susu, you can't be picky eaters." Fu Yan said lightly, in a tone of coaxing children.

Que Shen watched the interaction between the two while eating with great interest.

It was only then that Wen Shuli realized that it was Fu Yan who had been feeding. Mr. Fu had just peeled a shrimp and calmly put it on his plate.Then he picked up the wipes on the table and wiped his slender and strong knuckles clean.

Sensing the strange atmosphere around them, and looking around, they realized that everyone was staring at them.Especially Mrs. Feng, her eyes were bigger than copper bells, she couldn't believe it.

With a whirling eyeball, the corners of Wen Shuli's mouth curled up, with hooks in the corners of his eyes like a naughty little fox.He forked the shrimp and brought it to Fu Yan's mouth.

"My dear, you have worked hard."

Que Shen was so frightened by the sound of "dear" that the red wine choked in his throat and almost spewed out of his nose.Watching in horror, Mr. Fu opened his mouth and bit into it without changing his expression.

He also politely thanked Wen Shuli: "Thank you."

The little fox's smile became brighter, he tilted his head at Fu Yan, and said softly, "You're welcome~"

You peeled the shrimp yourself, and the little fox borrowed flowers to present Buddha, how can you thank me?

This fork was used by the little fox, and his saliva is stained on it. What about your cleanliness, Mr. Fu?Suddenly healed without medicine?

Que Shen complained like a ghost in his heart.

After the cross talk of the Sui and Tang Dynasties was finished, Congrui and Nangongmo's rainbow farts began to be blown.He talked impassionedly about how the two met when they were young, fell in love with each other, and supported each other until today.

Wen Shuli didn't want to finish it at first, but then he was fed a ton of shi and twisted his face in distaste.

He drank the red wine in a dull manner, and suddenly felt itchy on his back.

I want to stretch out my hand to scratch, but I can't because of face.

Turning her head to look at Fu Yan pitifully, receiving the wet eyes of the little fox, Fu Yan asked, "What's wrong?"

"Itchy." Wen Shuli lowered his eyes slightly, his thick eyelashes fluttered, and whispered a word shyly.

Fu Yan's eyes fell behind Wen Shuli's ears, and small red dots appeared on the originally fair and clear skin.Wen Shuli felt a little itchy behind his ears, and couldn't bear to reach out to scratch.

Quickly grabbing Wen Shuli's slender wrist: "Don't grab it."

"Itchy~" Wen Shuli frowned, and there was a cry in his voice. He didn't feel it before, but now he felt itchy all over. Fu Yan still grabbed his hand to prevent him from scratching.

Standing up from the chair with his arms around Wen Shuli's shoulders, Fu Yan nodded at everyone in a deep voice: "Sorry, susu is a little uncomfortable."

Nangong Yuan then stood up from the chair, looking deeply at the beautiful little man with red earlobes buried on Fu Yan's chest: "It looks like an allergy, it's better to go to the hospital to check the allergens."

"En." Fu Yan nodded: "Let me go first."

Fu Yan left the table with Wen Shuli, and Que Shen also left.A table of bigwigs left, and the atmosphere of the wedding became much more relaxed.

Losing a major attraction, everyone's eyes were not focused on the main table, where they should eat and drink.

Wen Shuli drove here by himself, while Fu Yan and Que Shen drove the same car.

"My car..." Wen Shuli was worried and left the car at the winery.

Fu Yan couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the coupe. It was obviously a limited edition coupe he had just airlifted back from abroad last month. When did it become Wen Shuli's car.

"Leave the key, and they will drive it back for you tomorrow." Fu Yan coaxed softly patiently.

The red spot behind Wen Shuli's ear was even worse and tended to spread, Fu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What if they guard and steal themselves?" Wen Shuli muttered, looking at the car reluctantly, as if he was about to separate from his lover.

"How about this." Que Shen was helpless: "Give me the key, and I'll drive back to Fu's house for you. You and Fu Yan go to the hospital, it's okay, right?"

"Then I'll trouble you." Wen Shuli frowned, smiled into a crescent, and happily stuffed the car keys into Que Shen's hand.

Who would have thought that President Fu, the president of the Fu Group, both acted as drivers for Madam Fu.

I went home with a bunch of medicines from the hospital, and it took the next day for allergen testing to get the results.Fu Yan called the driver, and he sat in the passenger seat with Wen Shuli.

Wen Shuli was so itchy that Fu Yan had no choice but to hold him in his arms in order to prevent him from scratching.Wen Shuli's little face was flushed, as if she had drunk fake wine, her eyes were watery, the tails of her eyes were raised, and her eyes were foggy.

The slender wrist was restrained by Fu Yan, and he could only rub against Fu Yan's arms, using the rubbing of the clothes to relieve the itching on his body.

"Hot..." Wen Shuli took off his clothes while rubbing, sweat dripping from his forehead.Fu Yan was not much better, Wen Shuli was only wearing a white vest underneath, revealing slender and delicate arms, and the greasy touch touched Fu Yan.The sweetness mixed with mint milk is like a deadly poison.

"Susu, don't move around." Fu Yan maintained restraint, her voice was low and hoarse, mixed with a sexy mellowness.

The driver tremblingly pulled up the fence in the middle and completely separated the rear seat from the driver's seat before he felt lingering fear.

He has been driving in Fu's house for so many years, Fu Yan has always been indifferent to the point of being cold, and he can still see such a warm side of Fu Yan in his lifetime.

This is all thanks to Mrs. Fu Xiao. The scene just now made the drivers who have seen many things in the world feel a little dry.

It turns out that the colder a person is in front of others, the hotter he will be in the rear.It's no wonder, the little lady is so beautiful, Mr. Fu is a normal man, he is holding back hard, there must be an outlet to release the flood.

After Fu Duo finished the paper, he felt a little thirsty. Just as he walked downstairs holding a water glass, he met Fu Yan who was holding a whimpering little guy at the top of the stairs.

Fu Yan, who has always been meticulous and inhumane, took off his suit jacket, and the top button of his shirt was torn, revealing his delicate collarbone loosely.And the person in his arms was wrapped in a coat by Fu Yan, only two white and bare arms were exposed, weakly hooking Fu Yan's neck.

He swallowed unconsciously, he just came out to drink in the middle of the night thirsty, why let him see such a plot.

Is this something he can watch for free?Isn't it delicious to see it on the network disk? !

Fu Yan stared at Fu Duo with deep eyes, and Fu Duo said with difficulty: "I'll pour you some water."

"En." Fu Yan responded lightly, and walked past Fu Duo to the bedroom.

Fu Duo heard the soft and waxy crying behind him: "Hurry up~"

Fuck, Fu Duo cursed inwardly, almost losing his grip on the water glass in his hand.

Walked into the room, and walked straight into the bathroom with the person in his arms.Put warm water in the bathtub and put the person in the water.Warm water has no effect on the itching, Wen Shuli cried and grabbed Fu Yan's arm: "Don't warm water, but cold water."

"Cold water will make you sick. You take a bath first, and I will apply the medicine for you after the bath." Fu Yan said hoarsely.

Wen Shuli stood up from the bathtub as soon as she heard that the medicine was available. Her white vest was soaked, and two red fruits loomed on her chest.

Fu Yan's eyes suddenly darkened, but Wen Shuli didn't notice it at all.

"I want to apply medicine!" Wen Shuli yelled as he stepped out of the bathtub.

His feet slipped on the edge of the bathtub, and his wet body threw himself into Fu Yan's arms.