Chapter 130

Xiang Nuan's tone was more and more stabbing. She felt that Fu Yehan should understand his meaning. She shouldn't need to repeat it to her, but before she finished, Fu Yehan asked, "go on, what else."

Xiang Nuan was annoyed. She didn't want to go on, but she had to pretend to be very calm.

"Song man said that there are many women chasing you, and the women who marry you are lined up outside Nanchang Street, but you can't see it. The only thing you can see is her. I am a small episode in your life. She advised me to leave you early."

Smell speech Fu night cold, don't have meaningful look to warm.

"What about you? What do you think?"

Xiang Nuan was stunned and looked at Fu Yehan.

In Fu Yehan's eyes, she didn't notice anything, but her heart was still rippling, and her face had to pretend that she didn't care about anything.

"I think she's right."

Hearing this, Fu Yehan's face was stiff and obviously unhappy.

"Do you think she's right?"

Xiang Nuan is still dead, and the duck's mouth is hard.

"Yes, isn't what she said wrong? Aren't there many people pursuing your master Fu?"

"That's not what I said. She advised you to leave me early. Do you think..."

Xiang Nuan understood Fu Yehan's meaning, but he nodded stiffly: "yes, ah... What are you doing?"

Fu Yehan loosened his hand to warm his face.

Xiang Nuan covers his face. Why does this man like to pinch his face so much!

Does he think he's addicted to bullying himself?

"You should be pinched by me so that you don't have a clear head."

Xiang Nuan quickly pushed him away, rubbed his face, and blushed again in an instant.

Is there a mistake? I haven't been bullied by others since I was young. It's the first time I've been pinched by others, or twice!

"Fu Yehan, do you know your son is still here? You're too much!"

Smell speech Fu night cold pick eyebrow, his step slowly toward warm come over, then pulled to warm hand, pulled her whole person back.

Xiang Nuan couldn't get away from Fu Yehan in his arms.

"Too much!"

He was held by a big hand on his waist: "I don't think it's too much. I have... More too much."

Warm and stiff.

After a while, she begged Fu Yehan and said, "OK, your son is watching."

"Son, just don't look at it?"

Fu Yehan said, "housekeeper."

The housekeeper hurried forward. Looking at Fu Yehan, he immediately understood what Fu Yehan meant and took Xiaobao away.

Of course, he also took uncle Lin away.

There were only two of them left in the living room.

"Now there are no people..."

“……”

This man is too shameless.

"No way! It's in the living room!"

"So you mean not in the living room?"

Fu Yehan really likes to play this kind of word game. He convinced him to warm up.

Why is Fu Yehan so shameless? But when she faced such a shameless person, she was really held by her. She couldn't get rid of his applause both emotionally and intellectually.

”I don't know what you mean, in the living room? Are you bored watching TV in the living room? “

"I'm not bored."

Fu Yehan smiled, looked at Nuan and hurriedly avoided. At this time, he had many words to say, but choked in his throat and didn't say a word.

After a while, Xiang Nuan saw that Fu Yehan was still staring at himself, and there was no intention to loosen his hand. Finally, he coughed, like talking to himself, or saying to Fu Yehan, "are you thirsty..."

"Thirsty for what?"

This time, it's finally Fu Yehan's turn. He doesn't understand.

"I didn't know you loved coffee so much. There were so many good coffee on the tea table."

"What exactly do you mean?"

Fu Yehan frowned, moved his eyes away from Nuan, and felt a burst of acid in his heart.

"You don't have to worry about me or Xiaobao. If you think Miss Song man is very good, you can marry her. Anyway, you are a good match."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Fu Yehan frowned gently.

"Nothing, I just want to tell you not to marry me..."

"You said that song man and I matched very well, and asked me not to marry you reluctantly. What are you trying to express?"

"Both meanings!"

Xiang Nuan said unhappily. She just looked up and saw Fu Yehan's eyes. She suddenly panicked to his dark eyes.

Fu Yehan's eyes are deep, like the sea, can't see the edge, and can't guess his mind. However, such eyes are staring at themselves, freezing to warm up and staying in place.

Fu Yehan's face was no longer smiling, but stretched his face. He seemed to have guessed something.

"What did song man tell you?"

"I told you what I heard."

"Are you really not going to say?" Fu Yehan threatened Xiang Nuan.

Xiang Nuan could feel Fu Yehan clasping his hand and exerting all his strength. He was even more helpless in Fu Yehan's arms, and his face was already red. She bit her lips and said, "do you like song man?"

Seeing that Fu Yehan didn't answer, Xiang Nuan hesitated and then said, "you are so special to her and prepared her special coffee, aren't you? I think you don't know if you like him?"

"Coffee?"

Fu Yehan wondered.

"It's the coffee under the coffee table. Isn't there a freezer? There are coffee beans for him. Song man told me himself. He said that these coffee will only be used when she comes, won't he?"

Fu Yehan never answered. Xiang Nuan was very flustered. He was afraid that he would wait for an answer he didn't want to hear at all.

But Fu Yehan didn't say anything.

Xiang Nuan finally couldn't help looking at Fu Yehan's expression, but Fu Yehan smiled at himself.

She was stunned. The next second, her waist suddenly became numb. Fu Yehan hugged her waist.

"You!"

Xiang Nuan is so shy that he can't do it, and Fu Yehan takes it as nothing happens.

The housekeeper didn't know what happened in the living room, so he came over and saw the two people holding together. He suddenly stopped, lowered his head, covered his face and hurried out.

Fu Yehan stopped him: "housekeeper."

The housekeeper turned again.

"Throw away all the coffee beans in the coffee table freezer."

Although this was ordered to the housekeeper, Fu Yehan's eyes kept looking at Xiang Nuan. Xiang Nuan was originally angry. When he heard this sentence, he was suddenly stunned and said involuntarily: "aren't these coffee beans all good? What a pity to throw them away."

Fu Yehan looked and saw that she was not talking.

The housekeeper looked at them and asked, "young master, do you throw them all away?"

"Throw them away." Fu Yehan is very straightforward.

The housekeeper answered and took the coffee. Before leaving, he said, "it's a pity. Young master Nan brought it back from abroad and threw it into the trash can."

"I can't help it. There's someone at home who can't smell sour and can't drink."

Xiang Nuan's face turned red. She also argued for herself: "you want to lose it yourself. I don't think these coffee can't be drunk..."