Little drama maid

Hearing Fu Jun's masculine voice, that sentence: Have you seen enough, the dream from last night reappeared in Ji Yan's mind.

She couldn't help but raise her hand to pat her brain, what was she thinking, she knew how to look at Fu Jun's figure all day long, she was too lustful.

"This is the midnight snack prepared by the kitchen aunt."

Ji Yan hurriedly brought the porridge and side dishes over, lowering her head in fear that Fu Jun would see her blushing cheeks, "Eat slowly, I will collect the dishes later."

"Stop." Fu Jun pulled Ji Yan's hand over, looked down at a large patch of red on her arm, and said angrily, "Why didn't you apply medicine when it was so hot?"

Ji Yan smirked twice, "My wife didn't mean it. Besides, it's good to wash it with cold water. The burn medicine also affects the heat dissipation, which is not good."

The corner of Fu Juan's mouth turned up, and he said sneeringly: "You mean, you don't need to go to the hospital after being scalded by boiling water, you can just soak yourself in cold water and heal yourself? Then what does the hospital need for the scald department?"

Without waiting for Ji Yan to speak, she took Ji Yan's hand and left the study, walking into his room.

And the scene of Ji Yan being dragged into the room by Fu Jun happened to be seen by the butler, who stuffed his hands into his mouth in surprise. If his mouth wasn't too small, he probably could swallow both hands.

Fu Jun went back to the room and took out a medicine box from the drawer, opened it and found a scald medicine, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took the initiative to take a cotton swab to Ji Yan's hand.

Ji Yan was completely stunned, Fu Jun was the dream prince charming of countless women in City A, and many women hoped that Fu Jun would give birth to monkeys.

But now this Prince Charming actually applied the medicine to her, and his movements were gentle, with a gentle look on his face. After applying the medicine, he still took her hand and blew on it.

As the warm breath brushed over the back of her hand, Ji Yan felt her heart beating faster, her face quickly heated up, and she couldn't help raising her other hand to fan her.

Fu Jun raised his eyes, Ji Yan was dull, Fu Jun slowly approached Ji Yan, Ji Yan blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes were shaking.

The corners of Fu Juan's lips rose, and he stopped a few centimeters away from Ji Yan, his thin lips parted slightly, "Ji Yan, are you in love with me?"

Ji Yan's body suddenly fell backwards. Ouch, she made too much movement and lay down on the bed. She propped her body up with one arm, turned sideways, and was about to speak when she suddenly remembered that Fu Jun was obsessed with cleanliness and didn't like others to touch him. Not to mention the bed, before there was a famous lady lying on his bed pretending to be fainted, and before she had time to make a charming pose, she was thrown out by Fu Jun.

Thinking of this, Ji Yan suddenly jumped up, and she explained reflexively, "Master, I didn't mean it, you must not throw the bed, it's too expensive."

Fu Jun's beds are all customized by first-class designers, and the patterns on the head of the bed are all designed by the sculptor according to his room layout.

A bed is worth as much as she is.

Seeing Ji Yan's aggrieved face staring at the bed, Fu Jun only felt panicked.

He threw the cotton swab into the trash can, stretched out his hand and pulled Ji Yan, just like in the study, he pressed Ji Yan against the wall, the two of them were in close contact, each other's breathing could be heard, Ji Yan's heartbeat stopped.

"These days you're either pretending to be my woman or you're pretending to be pregnant. You drive away all the women around me, not to mention even my mother thinks it's right for you to stay."

Fu Jun raised his hand to touch Ji Yan's lips, and said with a wicked smile: "But I want to tell you, if you want to sleep on my bed, it depends on your ability."

Ji Yan stared straight at him, remembering that she had sympathized with this man just now, but now he treats him like this.

She suppressed the sadness in her heart, tried to maintain the same expression as usual, and her tone became frivolous, "Who doesn't want to be the young master's woman? I am also a woman. If the young master has needs, of course I am willing to dedicate myself. The young master has a spring night, so I will have a lot of face when I say it."

Ji Yan knocked off Fu Jun's hand inadvertently, not letting him touch her lips. Instead, she put her hands on the hem of Fu Jun's clothes and slowly pulled up the top.

Such a situation is quite ambiguous.

Fu Jun thought that Ji Yan would avoid or that he was being affectionate, after all, Ji Yan is not such a frivolous person after getting along these days.

But who would have thought that Ji Yan would actually take the initiative to drag his clothes, and seeing that the clothes were about to be put into bed, Fu Jun knocked off Ji Yan's hand, furious, "My bed is not for a vain woman like you, get out, Get out."

Fu Jun kicked into the trash can, and the cotton swabs just thrown in rolled out of the trash can.

Without hesitation, Ji Yan squatted down to straighten the trash can, took out the cotton swab, and went out quickly, not forgetting to close the door for him.

As soon as the door was closed, he heard the sound of ping, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. Fu Jun threw something on the ground, and heard him kicking around.

Ji Yan went downstairs slowly.

Standing at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at the room, the man in the room was an unattainable existence for her. She didn't know what Fu Jun was thinking about her just now, but Ji Yan knew in her heart that she had to deal with Jun. different emotions.

Walking out of the villa, the night was like water, and the dim yellow light created a warm and cool feeling. Ji Yan hugged her arms on her chest, her usual smile turned into a lonely look.

She held the cotton swab in her hand all the time, pinching it tightly, for fear that the cotton swab would fall off and it would never be found again.

That night, Ji Yan didn't have any erotic dreams, she fell asleep in the middle of the night, and woke up at five o'clock in the morning. The first thing she did when she woke up was to see if the cotton swab was still there.

The next morning, the housekeeper led people in and out of Fu Jun's room. Ji Yan saw those people. Although she knew that the bed she had been lying on would definitely be thrown out, but seeing such a scene, it was hard to avoid it. lost.

After cleaning her part, she was just about to water the flowers. Miss Du and Mrs. Fu came in from the door with smiles on her face. Mrs. Fu stopped her when she saw Ji Yan holding the shower, "Go and give Du Miss makes tea, she likes Tieguanyin."

Ji Yan stared at the smiling Mrs. Fu, said oh, and looked at Miss Du's radiant face full of confidence.

After the two walked in, Ji Yan frowned slightly, and pulled Xiao Zhang who had a good relationship with her, "Doesn't Mrs. Fu dislike Miss Du? Why did you bring her here?"

Xiao Zhang looked around, pulled Ji Yan and said: "Although Ms. Du has a bad temper, she has a good family background and a strong background. Hearing what the housekeeper said in the morning, Mrs. Fu made up her mind to recognize Ms. Du. It seems that it is for You came."

Ji Yan suddenly realized that only Ms. Du's background was worthy of Fu Jun.She silently turned around and went to the kitchen. How could a woman like her be worthy of Fu Jun?
After serving tea from the kitchen, I happened to hear Ms. Du asking Fu Jun how to move things out?Fu Jun replied indifferently, "I don't want it anymore."

Ms. Du added: "Since I don't want it anymore, I just throw out the bed and replace the whole room with a new one. I'm also happy."

Fu Jun remained expressionless and did not speak.

Ji Yan stood at the door of the kitchen, her disappointed heart suddenly became hot, Fu Jun didn't throw the bed, he left the bed she touched.

Thinking of this, Ji Yan's mood brightened all of a sudden, the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be concealed, and the joy in her heart was ready to come out.

At this moment, Mrs. Fu called her, "Ji Yan, what are you doing in a daze? Pour tea for Miss Du."

Ji Yan replied in a crisp voice, "Master doesn't like Tieguanyin, I'll make a pot of jasmine for him."

Fu Jun listened to Ji Yan's joyful voice, but he didn't pay attention, his gloomy chest seemed to feel relieved.