On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

He was so lost in thought that he lost track of time until Huanbi and Qingwen came in with food, interrupting Lin Zhen's thoughts.

Huanbi moved lightly and placed the tray on the table, her voice as gentle as water.

"Sir, you haven't eaten since you returned yesterday. You should eat something to fill your stomach."

Qingwen was much more lively. She came over skipping and jumping, and her slender hands went straight around Lin Zhen's neck from behind. Her soft body and chest pressed against the back of his head, as if they were one. She smiled with a hint of coquettishness.

"That's right! If you get too hungry, I won't tolerate it!"

Waves of milky fragrance sprayed on Lin Zhen's face along with his breath, stimulating every pore.

Lin Zhen looked at the two beauties in front of him, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He smiled and patted the back of Qingwen's hand, his eyes full of pampering and indulgence: "Okay, I'll eat." People are iron and rice is steel, and if you don't eat, you will be hungry. Lin Zhen would not lose his appetite because of his worries. That would be torture to himself.

So he slowly stood up and walked to the elegant small round table beside him and sat down.

Just at this moment, the door opened slightly, and Yue Wu and Zhang Li walked in hand in hand, talking and laughing.

Hey, okay.

Now Lin Zhen finally understood what beautiful women meant, and how plump and thin they were.

Zhang Li wore a crimson purple long dress that trailed on the ground, outlining her graceful figure, and her every move showed her charm and nobility; Yue Wu wore a snow-white robe, like a fairy from the Moon Palace, holy and incomparable.

Qingwen wore a light green gauze dress, which was light and flowing, and paired with a white inner layer, which made her look quirky, playful and cute; Huanbi wore a pink satin dress, which was simple and elegant but also gave her a petite and exquisite look, making her look adorable.

The four girls gathered around the table like flowers. Lin Zhen picked up his chopsticks and habitually took a sip of the warm millet porridge before asking, "Why are you two here too?"

Zhang Li's lips curled into a charming smile, and her tone was a bit playful: "I've earned so much money for you, it's not too much to ask for a free meal, right?"

After she finished speaking, her crimson skirt fluttered gently, like a blooming violet, and she sat down gracefully.

Seeing this, Yue Wu looked at Lin Zhen and found that he had no objection, so she sat down as well.

Lin Zhen turned to look at Huanbi who was standing beside him: "Bi'er, go add more dishes and chopsticks."

"Yes." Huanbi didn't think there was anything wrong and went out after taking the order.

Only Qingwen, with her cherry lips slightly raised and a look of unwillingness and anger in her eyes, glared fiercely at Zhang Li and Yue Wu, feeling quite dissatisfied.

We are all women, why are you two allowed to sit and have dinner with the prince?

Whenever Yue Wu thought of what happened last night, her heart blossomed, her cheeks flushed. She smiled and said, "My husband, you don't know this. Sister Zhang Li came to see me this morning and said she wanted to go shopping in the East Market. Later, I mentioned that my husband hadn't slept all night, so she insisted on coming to visit."

At this time, Huanbi brought the bowls and chopsticks and placed them in front of them.

Knowing the position Huanbi held in Lin Zhen's heart, the two girls did not dare to be arrogant. They quickly stood up and said thank you in a gentle tone: "Thank you, Sister Huanbi."

Huanbi's cheeks flushed slightly at being suddenly addressed as "sisters." She pursed her lips in embarrassment and bowed her head humbly, saying, "I am only a maidservant. My two sisters are truly putting me down."

Zhang Li jokingly said, "If you were a maid, wouldn't we all be beggars? Hahahaha."

Yue Wu also smiled brightly, echoing Zhang Li's words: "That's right, in this mansion, whoever enters the door first is naturally the elder sister, so Sister Huanbi, don't be so modest~"

"Oh, my Lord~" Huanbi bit her lower lip and tugged at Lin Zhen's sleeve in a soft voice. Two delicate blushes appeared on her face as she said coquettishly, "Look at these two sisters. They only know how to make fun of me!"

Qingwen put her hands on her hips, her brows furrowed, and looked at Huanbi with an expression of disappointment: "You little girl, why can't you learn to be tougher? People just teased you a few times, and you were like an eggplant hit by frost, hiding in the arms of the prince!"

After saying that, she angrily unbuttoned a few buttons on her collar, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white chest.

Then, she picked up the bowl of warm millet porridge in front of Lin Zhen, and regardless of the fact that the porridge was still steaming, she scooped a few spoonfuls with a spoon and deliberately poured it on her chest.

Finally, she held Lin Zhen's head and said, "Prince, don't you like to drink porridge? Ignore the two of them and come to drink from me."

Huanbi:......

Yue Wu:......

Zhang Li: ...

Lin Zhen: (???)

Lin Zhen looked at the distinct grains of rice on the snow-white skin, and the transparent... sticky... rice soup.

Hiss... Damn, you're so good at it~

Lin Zhen's eyes were fixed on Xiaomili, his throat was rolling, but he finally restrained the impulse.

He slowly broke free from Qingwen's arms, suddenly raised his hand, gently pinched her soft and delicate buttocks, and said with a bit of pampering.

"Stop making trouble. Sit down and eat if you haven't eaten yet."

Qingwen rolled up her collar, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she looked at the three women triumphantly.

That expression seemed to be saying: Hey, little brat, you dare to fight me.

Now both women lost their temper and concentrated on eating.

Qingwen bowed slightly to Lin Zhen and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone, "Thank you for the banquet, Your Highness. I will go back to my room to change into a bellyband, and then go to work for you. Unlike some people who do nothing but eat for free."

Lin Zhen shook his head lightly, his tone full of helplessness: "This girl..."

Before she finished her words, Qingwen had already passed the threshold of the study like a gust of wind.

Yue Wu was very embarrassed.

That’s right, that’s right, Qingwen was talking about her.

Zhang Li is the money bag of the Lin family and also the chief think tank, so Xiao Qingwen naturally doesn't dare to provoke her easily; Huanbi is Lin Zhen's close personal, and any word she says to him makes him feel distressed, so she only dares to bully Yue Wu who has just arrived.

As a result, Yue Wu's interest in dining was greatly reduced. She slowly put down her chopsticks, her expression full of disappointment.

At this time, Zhang Li smiled gently, picked up a piece of crystal clear crispy radish with chopsticks, put it in her bowl, and said, "Qingwen is a girl who is hard on the outside but soft on the inside. Don't take it to heart. It's time to eat."

Lin Zhen also nodded: "That's right, but Qingwen is really going too far now. I have to teach her a lesson tonight."

Before he finished speaking, Qingwen didn't leave. She stood at the door and shouted at Lin Zhen, "Humph! It's still unclear who is teaching whom a lesson. Don't I know you? You use the same few tricks over and over again!!"

"Hey, I have such a bad temper!"

"Lulululu!" Qingwen stuck out her tongue mischievously, leaving behind a string of silver bell-like laughter, and then slipped away happily.