173: C173 Call Me Husband I'll Get It for You

C173 Call Me Husband I'll Get It for You

Wanwan was wrapped in a towel. The bathroom door opened and she asked carefully,

"Third Young Master, are you there?"

Fu Sihan felt a pain in his stomach. There was a cigarette between his fingers. He had not had a good meal since he left the country. Because of Yan Wanwan, he had been relying on nutrient solutions for the past two days.

He heard the sound and saw a small head coming out from the crack of the door. The wet apricot eyes looked around until it met his eyes.

"Third Young Master, there are no clothes in the bathroom."

Fu Sihan took a puff of smoke. His cold eyes were filled with smoke. Other than looking at each other, he did not seem to hear Yan Wanwan speak.

Wanwan puffed her face. If it was not because she did not have clothes to wear, she would not have taken the initiative to speak to Fu Sihan.

"Third Young Master?"

"Third Young Master..."

"Fu Sihan!"

Wanwan was really angry.

If the time when he humiliated her and forced her to protect her and risked entering the sea for her to make up for it, then he had clearly seen her and heard her speak just now. Yet, he deliberately ignored her matter. It was really too much!

Only then did Fu Sihan look over and slowly said, "I only help my wife with the clothes. My wife doesn't call me Third Young Master."

... "Are you childish!" Wanwan was so angry that she wanted to rush over and beat him up.

However, she could only think about it. She could not beat him.

Fu Sihan saw that Yan Wanwan was so angry that her face had turned red. She could not do anything to him. The barrier that she had called "Third Young Master" for the past two days had finally recovered a little. Even the pain in her stomach had dissipated a little.

"My clothes." Wanwan was silent.

"Be good. Call me husband. Hubby will get it for you." Fu Sihan extinguished the cigarette and looked forward to it.

Was this how to play with people?!

Wanwan was so angry that she closed the door with a bang and ignored him.

The bathroom was luxurious and quiet.

Wanwan sat on the toilet lid and gritted her teeth. She wanted to wait for Fu Sihan to go to the venue of the engagement banquet and then quietly go out to find a suitable person to deliver clothes.

Without waiting for the name she wanted, the bathroom door was closed again. As if rejecting him silently, Fu Sihan's face sank.

Yan Wanwan was really getting bolder and bolder. She did not dare to treat him like this in the past.

After the two of them had a relationship, she had the feeling of breaking a jar and breaking a jar.

After a while.

Thinking that he would bring her to the ceremony site to watch the show, Fu Sihan took the clothes he brought over and walked to the bathroom door. He said coldly, "Open the door."

Wanwan did not say anything. Fu Sihan did not need to look to know that she would definitely stare at the door as if she was staring at him.

"If you don't open it, then come out." His voice became even colder.

A few seconds after he finished speaking, the bathroom door opened again and a small white hand reached out. The palm of the hand was facing upwards and it was white and soft.

Along with it, there was an awkward and unwilling voice: "Thank you."

Fu Sihan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wanwan waited for that person to pass her the clothes. Who would have thought that what touched her palm was not the fabric, but the man's warm and warm hand.

He grabbed her and gently pulled her out.

Wanwan was not prepared and half of her shoulder was pulled out. Her other hand quickly supported the wall and did not let her out.

"Fu Sihan!"

Fu Sihan's eyes fell on Yan Wanwan's slender arm and round shoulder. The clear purple color that had not dissipated affected the feeling of perfection in this body.

However, it also made people want to massage her even more miserably. Gazing.

Fu Sihan's Adam's apple unconsciously rolled a little. "Is your injury healed?"

When she mentioned this, Wanwan's face darkened. She took the opportunity when he was unprepared and snatched the clothes from his other hand.

Fu Sihan looked at the... on the carpet and a playful smile appeared in his eyes.

This was a white formal dress. The upper half of the dress was a high-collar long sleeve fitting design. The inside was a layer of satin with a layer of exquisite hollowness. The bottom was layered with layers of white gauze. It was noble and pure.

Typically, a cruise ship would have a formal dress, but it would not have such a long sleeve design. Furthermore, the design of this dress was clearly high quality.

Could it be that Fu Sihan had someone send it over?

Wanwan flipped through it and only found it. She did not see it. Her entire person was in a bad mood.

Through the molted bathroom screen, Wanwan saw the tall figure of a man outside.

Fu Sihan saw a shadow moving to the door. He was not tired of calling his husband, "Call him husband, I will give it to you."

What the hell! Wanwan scolded him in her heart. She could not do anything to him. She could not even... go out.

In the end, she was grinded to the point of being unable to do anything. Wanwan only thought of a way to address him, it was not like she did not hand it over.

"... " Hubby, give... the clothes to me."

Directly saying "give to me" was too easy to make one's thoughts go astray. Wanwan changed her words at the last minute.

But this pause of hers made it easy for people to fantasize. Fu Sihan stuffed his lower lip and a wave of heat rushed down to his lower abdomen.

In the end, Fu Sihan still gave it to her.

The size was just right. When she thought about how he clearly knew her Size and that he had personally taken it, Wanwan felt her skin heat up.

After she changed her clothes, it was almost eight o'clock when she came out. Her hair was already half dry in the bathroom.

There was no gorgeous style or exquisite makeup. Yan Wanwan displayed another kind of elegant and gentle beauty.

Fu Sihan put on the mask to cover his unparalleled handsome face. He held Yan Wanwan's hand and walked out.

"Third Young Master, where are you going?" Wanwan asked.

"Watching the show."

The banquet hall was on the third floor of the cabin. The spacious and luxurious hall was decorated beautifully. White roses and colorful hydrogen balloons were arranged in an orderly manner.

Yan Wanwan followed Fu Sihan to the scene. The engagement ceremony had already begun for a period of time.2

Yan Mengrou and Gu Linchuan stood on the stage and smiled brightly as they received instructions from their elders and friends.

There was a lot of right and wrong in the Wealthy Class. The farce from more than an hour ago had been selectively forgotten by everyone. As long as today's host did not mention it, the guests naturally would not mention it either. If they wanted to gossip, they would go back and gossip.

Until the moment Gu Linchuan saw Yan Wanwan enter the factory, the smile on his face was somewhat stiff.

Fu Sihan took a look at this scene and his eyes were filled with a cold light.

"What did you bring me to see?" The guests were all focused on the prospective newcomers. No one noticed Fu Sihan and Yan Wanwan suddenly entering the factory.

"Wait." Fu Sihan held Yan Wanwan's soft hands and said while playing with them.

The engagement ceremony also had a gift segment.

Fu Manhua prepared a video of the family's instructions and videos to welcome Yan Mengrou, this new wife.

When the huge music projection was turned on, what was heard was not the elegant piano music as expected but the deafening rock and roll drum beats.

On the screen was a group of dancing demons. On the DJ platform, the two words "All Night Long" were shining.

"Mansion of All Night Long?" Wanwan was shocked.

If she was not mistaken, this should be the night Gu Linchuan bid farewell to the bachelor party.

That night, she originally planned to record a video of Gu Linchuan, but in the end, she was captured by Fu Sihan and forced to take it.

That was not a good memory. Wanwan's small face sank slightly, and she did not look at Fu Sihan.

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