423: C423 Give Me a Daughter

C423 Give Me a Daughter

Fu Sihan frowned, as if his tail had been stepped on. He seemed to be in a bad mood.

Wanwan blinked.

"Speak!"

"Yay! (pinch me)!" She finally reached out from under the blanket with great difficulty to break the man's hand that was pinching her cheek.

She couldn't break it.

Fu Sihan looked at her angrily. "Do you know whether you are wrong or not?"

Wanwan was confused."

What did I do wrong?

Fu Sihan was persistent. "Think about what you did wrong!"

Wanwan rolled her eyes. "Rub, rub, rub (wrong, I was wrong)!"

"What was wrong?" Only then did Fu Sihan let go of her.

Wanwan pouted and rubbed her face while looking at him.

How could she know what was wrong?

She was not wrong!

Fu Sihan held Yan Wanwan's back force and made her raise her head. He took her hand away from rubbing her face and found that her face had been pinched red by him again.

A delicate and delicate face.

"Does it hurt?" Fu Sihan touched the red mark with pity and did not dare to use any strength.

"It hurts." Wanwan deliberately said it, but anyone with discerning eyes would know that she deliberately said it to him.

Fu Sihan sighed. He held her waist, lifted her up, and turned her around.

"Ah -"

Wanwan felt the world spinning around her. Her body became lighter. By the time she realized what was happening, she was already lying on Fu Sihan's body.

She was riding on Fu Sihan's waist.

She could even clearly feel the man's hard abdominal muscles.

"You, you, you... what are you doing?"

Wanwan was shocked. She wanted to go down, but Fu Sihan held her waist and could not move.

Fu Sihan pulled up the blanket and wrapped Yan Wanwan up. "Yan Wanwan, you are my wife. Don't push me out casually."

As soon as he spoke, his abdominal cavity trembled...

Especially with her current posture, there was an indescribable feeling...

"Un." Wanwan muttered.

"Treasure, are you blushing?" Fu Sihan suddenly noticed that Yan Wanwan's ears were filled with a cute pink color. He could not help but laugh in a low voice.

The man's voice in the morning was hoarse and deep. It was very sexy.

Wanwan really wanted to swallow that "En" back.

How did this man manage to do "Wanwan," Yan Wanwan, "treasure? Mrs Fu? There were so many words that seamlessly connected to call her" En.

"My face is really red." Fu Sihan's voice carried a faint smile as he held Yan Wanwan's face. As if he had discovered something interesting, he said, "Baby, you have been my wife for so long. Why are you still blushing? ... "

Wanwan looked at the embroidery on the blanket and thought to herself, Is there a need to link this?

She is shameless, can't she?!

"Ah, I said the wrong thing." The man said lazily, "You're my wife. You can look anywhere I want. Feel free to look. Look carefully. You can still make your move."

Wanwan, "???"

Listen, listen to what you have to say. Nonsense?

Yan Wanwan realized that after she said this, the redness on her face became even more obvious and her laughter could not help but become louder.

Wanwan's slap landed on his chest, but it did not hurt him. Instead, it shocked her own hand.

"You shut up!"

"Mrs Fu, why don't you give birth to a daughter for me? After giving birth to a daughter, you won't be so easily shy."

Fu Sihan only occasionally felt that giving birth to a child was not advisable. A child like this would steal the attention of his wife. But most of the time, he was still persistent and looked forward to a "miniaturized version of Yan Wanwan."

"No!" Wanwan snorted and glared at him.

"Alright, I don't want my son."

Hey, you even chose him?

I already said I'm not giving birth!

Wanwan was not keen on giving birth.

She liked children, but her childhood experiences made her never feel the affection from her parents.

She was not interested in giving birth to children. In fact, she was a little repulsed.

"Han, I... don't want children." Wanwan took the opportunity to lay her cards on the table for him, "At least not now."

Fu Sihan did not mind, "If you don't want it, then don't."

What if she gave birth to a son? Wouldn't that be troublesome?

He was only interested in the "miniaturized version of Yan Wanwan." If he gave birth to the "miniaturized version of himself..." Playing with balls, he might want to reforge that "lump of flesh."

Fu Sihan himself was a person who had never felt the kindness of his parents. He also knew that he most likely could not be a Dad.

Since his Wanwan did not want it now, then he did not want it.

Wanwan looked at the time. "It's almost eight o'clock. Are you still going to get up? You are going to be late for work."

The RK Group officially started work at nine o'clock.

Fu Sihan wrapped his arms around Yan Wanwan's slim waist as if he was in a daze. "I'm going to accompany Madam today and skip work."

It was already noon when the two of them woke up.1

Sheng Yan really could not help but call Yan Wanwan.

Wanwan's tone was calm and did not seem like something had happened. She even told Sheng Yan that she told Fu Sihan about not wanting to have a child in the morning and Fu Sihan agreed.

Sheng Yan's mind was full of thoughts, "???"

Sheng Yan was so angry that she laughed. "It's not a treasure. The Internet is full of bloody storms. The elders are worried that you will be in trouble. You actually flirt with Fu Sihan all morning?"

"What flirting? Don't speak nonsense!"

Wanwan was reminded of Fu Sihan in the morning by her best friend's words... She was a little shy.

Sheng Yan saw this and did not worry anymore.

Originally, this kind of thing was for the benevolent to see the wise. Those who were weak in their hearts might be defeated in an instant, and they did not care about what people would do if they continued.

Not long after Sheng Yan hung up the phone, Yin Cai was brought in by a servant.

Yin Cai walked to Fu Sihan's side and whispered into his ear, "Sir, Wen Xue has been brought here. She's outside the door."

Once Fu Sihan knew about this, he went to find Wen Xue.

At this time, Yan Wanwan went to carry out plastic training.

The rumors online did not disturb her persistence and respect for her career.

Fu Sihan did not tell Yan Wanwan about Wen Xue.

First-class Garden was very big. Fu Sihan instructed Yin Cai to bring her to the other side of the artificial lake.

There were very few people on that side. It was very suitable to do some... things that could be seen in the light.

Wen Xue and her daughter Yan Mengrou were two extremes. Even at this time, Wen Xue's hair was still combed in an orderly manner. She wore a set of Grandma Fragrance who had just gone public this year and maintained an elegant and dignified manner.

"Fu Sihan, you only just found out, right? You are only marrying a bastard, not even the bloodline of the Yan Family. Aren't you angry that you have such a lowly wife? What? You want me to vent your anger on that bastard? Where is he? Where is that bastard? Let me tell you, even if you beat me to death, I will not be able to change Yan Wanwan's identity as a bastard!"

Wen Xue was pressed down by two bodyguards. Due to the backhand lock, she could only bend her back and bow with her head lowered. At this time, she was using an extremely ugly posture to forcefully raise her head and smile at Fu Sihan.

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