After the flash marriage, the fierce Jiuye kissed and hugged every day

The next morning, the sky gradually brightened.

The birds on the sycamore tree outside the window chirped non-stop, and their clear and melodious voices reached the ears of the girl in the house.

Wen Zhihe was lying on the bed, her black eyelashes trembling slightly. The warm and soft sunlight came into the room through the glass, fell on her, and sprinkled a golden color. Wen Zhihe was finally woken up by the alarm on her cell phone.

She always closed her eyes and looked for her slippers.

Wen Zhihe's mind was full of thoughts about going to work and making money.

Now that she is here, she doesn’t have to pay for food, supplies, and accommodation.

When the agreement between her and Fu Yuheng expires one year later, she will leave Master Fu.

Wen Zhihe must make a lot of money and save it during this year.

By then, even if she leaves here, she will have enough money to live on.

This was the most comfortable sleep she had ever had.

The bed here is big and soft, there are no annoying mosquitoes to bother her, and there is a beautiful air conditioner with a temperature that is neither too cold nor too hot, just right.

This wonderful feeling made her unable to resist being greedy.

It would be great if it could be like this every day.

Wen Zhihe thought about it and shook his head vigorously again.

What are you thinking about? Stop thinking about it.

After all, all the beautiful things here do not belong to her.

Wen Zhihe tried hard to open his sleepy, heavy eyes, groped, and moved his butt little by little to sit on the edge of the bed.

At this time, Fu Yuheng also woke up. He opened the cloakroom door and walked out.

Wen Zhihe's heart skipped a beat when she heard the sound of the cloakroom door opening.

The whole person woke up at once.

She was originally wrapped in sleepiness, but her eyes immediately became much clearer.

She quickly put on her slippers and stood by the bed.

She looked at Fu Yuheng, who was rubbing his head with his brows furrowed, and slowly walked towards her.

He had a very cold look on his face.

The kind that can freeze people to death.

He looked angry.

Since she disturbed him last night, would he be cruel to her?

It is said that he kills without blinking an eye, is cruel and merciless and never shows any mercy.

She had indeed seen how he dealt with people, and it was very cruel.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhihe felt sick all over.

If her rest was disturbed last night, would she have died a miserable death?

I didn’t expect that I would lose my life at such a young age?·°(???﹏???)°·?

Alas, the world is unpredictable and everything changes.

It seems that my life will probably end at the age of twenty-one.

Wen Zhihe looked at the man in front of her with despair.

Just walked towards her step by step.

Death was getting closer and closer to her.

Wen Zhihe was extremely nervous.

Both hands tightly grasped the corners of his clothes.

Fu Yuheng stood in front of her, looking down at her.

A cold voice sounded from above her head, "You seem very nervous."

Hearing this, Wen Zhihe raised his head in fear, his voice trembling a little, "No, no."

She didn't say anything, but her body betrayed her and she couldn't stop shaking.

Fu Yuheng looked at the woman in front of him, his body was shaking, but he said he was not nervous.

I don’t know what she is afraid of?

Is he a wolf?

I was so scared to see him.

If you didn't know, you would think she was going to be eaten.

Fu Yuheng ignored her.

He walked right past her and into the bathroom.

Wen Zhihe was left standing stupidly beside the bed.

Ok?

What does he mean?

Isn't he angry anymore?

Just like that?

Fu Yuheng finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom. "Sister Meng will bring your toiletries to you later."

He said this coldly, without looking back, he opened the bedroom door and went out.

Wen Zhihe stared blankly at the man's leaving back.

A look of blankness on his face.

He, he just let her go like that?

No more pursuit? ?

It's as if nothing happened last night?

Watched him go out.

She finally felt relieved.

Wen Zhihe bent down, smoothed out the wrinkled sheets and spread them out.

The quilt was also folded neatly and placed neatly.

She actually still has a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Just packed up.

"Knock, knock, knock," there was a knock on the door in her ears.

Wen Zhihe turned around and looked towards the door.

Mrs. Meng stood outside the bedroom door, holding an unopened packaging bag in her hand.

"Hello, Madam. I'm Mrs. Meng. The young master asked me to bring these toiletries up."

Without the master's order.

Mrs. Meng could only stand at the door and wait.

This is the Mrs. Meng that Fu Yuheng just mentioned.

He is in his forties, with a gentle but not fierce look.

Wen Zhihe walked forward and smiled at Mrs. Meng who was standing at the door, "Thank you for your help. Leave it to me." He reached out and took the packaging bag from Mrs. Meng.

Mrs. Meng looked at the young lady in front of her and found that she was really different from other girls.

Although she doesn't have such a top-notch appearance, she is very reserved and treats them politely. She is very down-to-earth and not the kind of girl who is so superior or difficult to approach.

She would not rely on her noble title as the young lady to put on airs in front of her servants.

But very friendly.

Moreover, the clean and pure temperament she exudes is a rare trait, as if she is a fine unpolished jade that has never been touched.

There is a kind of clarity that is hard to describe.

Especially her eyes, like a deer in the woods, clear and bright, without a trace of impurities.

What a clean and lovely child (﹡???﹡)?

Sure enough, the person the young master likes is extraordinary.

Her young master could be described as an iceberg, the kind who never smiled all year round. He treated them coldly, without any warmth at all. But the young lady in front of her gave her the feeling of a little sun, gentle and lovely, the kind that could soften people's hearts.

With these two people together, Mrs. Meng believes that her young master, who is like an iceberg that never smiles for thousands of years, will one day be melted by this cute little sun.

She believed that her young master would be melted one day.

She was also looking forward to the day when her young master would be melted by the young mistress.

The more she looked at the young lady in front of her, the more she liked her.

She is really a perfect match for her young master, they are simply a perfect match made in heaven.

No wonder the young master had never been interested in women before. It turns out that he likes this gentle, petite and cute type.

Mrs. Meng has a very good impression of Wen Zhihe and likes her very much.

Seeing Wen Zhihe, Mrs. Meng's mood inexplicably became very happy.

I don’t know what happened, but Mrs. Meng was very happy to see the young lady.

"Young Madam, if you have anything to say, just tell me." Mrs. Meng looked at Wen Zhihe gently with a smile on her face.

Wen Zhihe smiled and said, "Okay, Mrs. Meng, you don't have to call me Madam. My name is Wen Zhihe. You can call me by my name, or just call me Zhizhi."

Mrs. Meng smiled kindly and said, "Okay, Madam."