allonlinenovel Chapter 106: Call me husband.
Chapter 106: Call me husband.
"No." Jian Xiaoan's expression changed in an instant, "Just listen to me carefully."
"Okay, okay, let's continue." Fu Nanchen leaned over to the sofa, "What's next?"
In fact, he had already arranged Chen Sen to do this.
"Mr. Chen wants to meet with our Mr. Yu. Do you want to come?"
"Well, go ahead. You want to make money so badly? I'll give you everything I make."
"Yes, that's different. I can earn money by myself. I have saved 20 yuan after going to college." Jian Xiaoan looked proud and his mouth was raised to the sky.
“It’s great.”
He also felt very distressed.
If he could have found her a few years earlier, he wouldn't have suffered so much.
"How did you earn it?" Fu Nanchen asked. It was rare that the little guy wanted to chat so much today.
"A milk tea shop, a scholarship, working as a translator, and helping Baiyun sell goods through live streaming."
"It just so happens that I have a foreign client next month, so you can be my translator." Fu Nanchen sat up and pinched her face.
"Your company is so big, but you don't have a translator?"
"Yes, but I need my wife to be by my side." Fu Nanchen held her hand, and his eyes showed more and more fondness for her.
Jian Xiaoan: "...We haven't got the marriage certificate yet."
"Is there a difference? Hmm." Fu Nanchen held her facing him and said, "Let's find a good day to get the marriage certificate."
Today, Jian Xiaoan was wearing a white satin pajamas with a belt tied around her slender waist neither too tight nor too loose. Sitting in this posture, her face turned red, and her cheeks were visibly stained red.
"Call me husband." Fu Nanchen's fingers were wrapped around her belt and playing with it, "Like last night."
Jian Xiaoan's red lips moved, her face flushed, and she seemed to want to say something but stopped herself.
"Looks like we have to find another place to call." Fu Nanchen hugged her and tried to get up.
"I scream." Jian Xiaoan threw herself into his arms, resting her face on his shoulder, her eyes fixed on the side of his neck.
Fu Nanchen's short hair was not dry yet, and water dripped onto his shoulders.
"Are you mute?" Fu Nanchen bounced up and down on his tiptoes, and Jian Xiaoan followed suit, feeling his ears burning.
She has never been able to open her mouth about such things.
Fu Nanchen turned over and put her on the sofa, supporting her back with both hands. His handsome face came close to her, and his warm breath hit her face.
"I am tired."
"Where are you tired?"
“Everything is tiring.”
"Then you lie down and I'll do it."
"I... um..." Fu Nanchen quickly lowered his head and buried his head in her neck and began to kiss her. The shyness of the woman under him further aroused his desire to conquer her.
He watched her being picked by him step by step, and couldn't help but want it more strongly.
Until finally, he buried his head in her neck...
Jian Xiaoan didn't know how she got back to bed. Her nose was filled with the scent of shower gel. She felt a little groggy. It was unlike the gentle breeze and drizzle last night. It was like a violent storm just now.
The sofa, which was several square meters in size, was extremely messy, and the pillows were the worst affected.
Fu Nanchen finally came out of the bathroom, picked up the pillow on the ground, patted it and threw it on the sofa.
He was shirtless, and his well-defined abdominal muscles were still dripping with water. He turned around, closed the curtains, and lay down next to Jian Xiaoan.
"It's great to have a wife." He brought her to his side like an octopus. "Chen Sen is that idiot."
"Call again."
"Didn't you just call me?"
You have to scream, he will ask for it very hard.
"It's different." Fu Nanchen bit her lip, "Hurry up."
"Husband... um..."
Her voice was as soft as drizzle, poking his heart...
......
Downstairs, Mo Baiyun was sitting cross-legged on the sofa like a night owl, while the latest horror movie was playing in the living room.
"so spicy."
She was holding a large bowl of river snail rice noodle and eating it while laughing, "I will never eat with him again. He eats too fast and I can't taste anything."
There was no light on in the living room, but the sound effects at home were great, so it was so enjoyable to watch horror movies.
She was so focused on what she was watching that she didn't hear the sound of the fingerprint opening the door.
"Why is it so smelly, ah......ah......"
"Ah..." Bai Yun also screamed while holding the bowl in both hands.
It turned out that Chen Sen had gone out drinking at night and completely forgot that there was someone at home. Before he could say a word, he saw a bloody face on the huge TV screen, accompanied by horrific screams on the speakers.
From Mo Baiyun's point of view, a man was holding a piece of clothing in his hand, his shoulders drooping, and the light from the TV screen shone on his red face.
"Are you crazy?" Mo Baiyun slammed the bowl on the coffee table and stood up barefoot. "You scared me to death."
"Are you eating shit?" Chen Sen rushed over, stared at her face, and sniffed, "Why is it so smelly?"
He hurriedly opened all the windows and fanned them from time to time. "What the hell? Is it expired?"
"That's snail noodles, this is the taste. Why are you here?" Mo Baiyun hurriedly sipped two mouthfuls of noodles.
Hiss hiss.
"I'm leaving right away." He couldn't stay in this house for even a minute. The smell of shit completely woke him up. "I forgot there was someone home."
砰
Before Mo Baiyun could react, he saw Chen Sen disappear out the door.
"Ugh... ugh..."
He couldn't help but dry-heave twice in the corridor.
"Is it eating flour or eating feces......"
As soon as I left the community, it started to drizzle. It was already late at night and there were fewer and fewer people on the road.
Chen Sen stood with his head raised, and with the light from the street lamp, he saw the trajectory of the rain falling.
Just a few hours ago, he was criticized at home by his father Chen Huaizhong.
"You know what? The Luo family broke off the engagement. You really brought shame to the Chen family. I was not like you back then."
"You arranged the marriage, and I didn't agree. If you want to get married, go ahead." Chen Sen held a half-smoked cigarette in his mouth, crossed his legs, and looked at the furious man in front of him.
"What nonsense did you say?"
"You were having affairs with other women and gave birth to a bastard like me. It's all your fault."
Compared to breaking off the engagement, it would be more embarrassing for him to let others know that his own son is "incompetent".
"Go away and never come back." Chen Huaizhong screamed hysterically.
Chen Sen put out his cigarette, snorted coldly, stood up and walked out, "You still have two sons, just pick one."
The loud sound of the door closing blocked Chen Huaizhong's curse...
"We'll see." Chen Sen looked at the taxi in the distance and waved his hand to stop it...
......
three days later.
River City Club.
In the exquisitely decorated private room, Chen Sen, several clients, Jian Xiaoan, Yu Weiwei, Mo Baiyun and several company leaders were discussing the investment in a milk tea shop.
"Hey, isn't that Chen Sen?"
Outside the box, a pretentious voice sounded...
"Come on, brother, let's go take a look."