Changshu Fu

On the day Ye Wu married Song Zilan, Fu Gong was framed and entered the sedan chair by mistake. That night, Ye Wu was going to go through the process casually, and instead of "consummating the marriage", he took off the bride's hijab and saw that her face was beautiful. Compared with his cousin... His cousin couldn't compare at all. That face was impeccable, except... It was that of a man. Ye Wu's hand holding the hijab froze. He raised his eyelids and stared at him for a while. "Master Fu's office came to my room, what do you mean?" "What, you want to be my wife and consummate your marriage with me?" The face covered by the hijab was getting colder and colder, and those beautiful phoenix eyes were staring at him. Seeing that he didn't answer, Ye Wucai "suddenly" discovered that his mouth was still gagged. Outside the door. "What happened?" "There's been no news. Is the marriage consummated or not? I'm still waiting to have my grandson!" Ye Zhong complained to Song Qing outside the door. Song Qing's ears hurt when she heard it, "Why are you so anxious?! This matter can't be urgent!" Ye Wu saw people moving outside the door and knew that it was his father and mother who were listening outside. He looked away and looked at Fu Gong on the bed. After staring at each other for a long time, their faces became colder than the other. The two people outside the door were more anxious than they were, and finally made a loud noise. Ye Wu smiled and took his hand back. He was not going to let Master Fu loose his bonds. It's also good to keep your mouth and hands tied to save you trouble. Ye Wu walked to the table and took a jug and drank a glass of wine. He picked up the cup and looked at the two shadows outside the door. He said in a normal voice: "Madam, you haven't even drank a glass of wine yet, so you are so anxious to go to bed?" Fu Gong: Who wants to go to bed with you? Ye Zhong outside the door turned to Song Qing and said, "Look, I haven't had a drink yet." Song Qing rolled her eyes at him. Ye Wu drank three glasses in a row and drank it. Fu Gong looked at his stretched neck and wanted to cut it with a knife. Ye Wu finished the wine in the glass and poured the remaining wine on the burning candle. Instead of burning brighter, the candle was extinguished by the sip of cold wine. The room instantly became dark. Ye Wu took off his clothes and walked towards Fu Gong. He laid the person on the bed, lowered his head and leaned close to his ear, "One day, a hundred days of kindness." "Whatever title you want, I'll give it to you." The candlelight outside the door reflected on Ye Wu's face, and the beautiful outline was illuminated. His superior and arrogant spirit was unleashed to the maximum. Fu Gong raised his leg and wanted to kick him, but Ye Wu immediately pressed him down. "Madam, don't use too much force, or you may injure yourself." Ye Zhong & Song Qing: Is this... Already consummating the marriage? ! ………… It was late at night and it was already the third watch. A dark shadow was standing by the window, ready to climb out at any moment. Ye Wu, who was sleeping, suddenly sat up, supported the edge of the bed with his hands, and turned his head to look at him. "Ma'am, are you leaving?" Fu Gong turned around, and the moonlight hit his face. The cold light matched his frozen face, which was a bit scary. Ye Wu spoke as if he was joking and didn't take it seriously. "Huh? Madam, why don't you speak?" Fu Gong: "Don't keep calling me 'Madam', or I'll let you scream in prison." After saying that, he turned his hand out of the window. Intention: Don't deal with each other, become entangled in the case, develop feelings over time, attack each other