Chapter 356 I Am Worthy of Being Your Husband
“Get ready now,” Song Yan paused and looked at Fu Yusheng, who looked at her with a puzzled look, and couldn’t help but feel a little annoyed. “You just lost the inhibitor that suppressed you, not your damn memory… Why are you acting like this?”
"Can't you be nicer to me? I am your husband after all?" He did not answer her, but asked himself. Song Yan sneered and she took a few steps closer to him. Fu Yusheng's body froze. Although he did not run away, it was obvious that he was scared. His skin was too bad.
"Grow a pair of balls before you call yourself my husband," she sneered, a look of disapproval on her face. "Have you ever seen a husband who was afraid of his wife at the sight of her?"
"But I saw you...you smashed that rock hard on the kid's head." He tried to resist, but Song Yan approached him step by step, making him back off. "You know exactly why I did it. Instead of blaming me, why not admit that you have the courage of a rat, okay?"
"I'm Fu Yusheng! I don't have the guts of a rat!" He retorted with a fierce expression, and Song Yan rolled her eyes and turned away from the big man thrown on her lap. "Get ready to go to Wu's house for lunch, and be sure to put on your big man pants. If I see you make a mistake in front of Wu Genji, I will put a leash on you and make you walk like a damn chihuahua." ". "
Hearing the rapid panting sound, she felt someone pulling her waist. She turned around to see what was going on, but saw Fu Yusheng holding her waist, and his back was as tight as rice cake. "Ah... Do I need to go see that woman? She looks even scarier than your red-lipped nanny."
Song Yan exhaled suddenly and stepped on his foot. Fu Yusheng screamed, turned around and looked at her husband who was jumping up and down.
"Don't touch me unless I ask you to, okay?" She raised her hand and said, feeling her Yin Qi becoming a little uneasy because of his hug at this time.
"But I'm your husband!"
"A husband who left me for eight years!"
"I am in my prime!"
"Then die with all the heat in you."
Fu Yusheng glanced at her unhappily, sat back on the bed, and whispered in dissatisfaction: "..." I understand, I understand... Unless you ask me, I won't touch you, but at least let me hug you occasionally. "
"Why should I let you do this?" she asked with a sneer.
"Well, when you touch me, you look better," he said with a sharp gleam in his eyes. "Isn't it true? There must be something going on between the two of us? I never said it before, but I noticed that every time you touch me, you look better and your healthy rosy complexion returns, so there must be something?"
Song Yan narrowed her eyes when she married Fu Yusheng. She hoped that he would be as talkative and easy to get close to as her previous husband, but now looking at her chattering husband, she hopes to find her former stoic husband again. Sure enough, you will know its importance only after you lose it!
She stared at his "praise me" expression, then turned her head away, she seemed to have forgotten that Fu Yusheng had just lost the filter, but was still as smart as before, with his wisdom, he must have understood this a long time ago, but the repressed doll stopped. Lest he be unruly, but now that the examiner is gone, she pinched the bridge of her nose and said calmly: "Are you ready?"
"Hey, come on, you can hug me as much as you want! I don't mind! As he spoke, he opened his arms, as if to let Song Yan jump in directly, but Song Yan found that his legs were trembling slightly, rolled his eyes, and said: "..." Stop trying to please me, I won't throw anything on your head, of course, if you annoy me that's another matter. So, shut up and get ready."
"Yes, Mom!" Fu Yusheng smiled at Song Yan, but when she turned around, his smile faded a little. He covered his face. Now he felt guilty about many things. What could he do to make up for all the grievances? Song Yan suffered a lot after marrying him.
Should he let her go? No, he might not want to admit it, but he still liked her a little bit. She was fierce and strong, and her aesthetics suited his taste. It was just that the traumatic experience he had with her babysitting made him still afraid of her... Maybe it was time to see a psychiatrist.
He cheered himself up, then got up from the bed and started to look in the closet. However, when he looked around, he found that there was only gray, black, and white... Damn, his personality has completely changed, hasn't it?
Fu Chen was eating the black sauce noodles his mother made for him when his father's bedroom door opened. He almost choked when he saw his father. Not only him, but even Song Yan, who had seen a lot of ups and downs, put down his chopsticks when he saw Fu Yusheng.
Perfect beige coat, turtleneck sweater and pants, perfect soft temperament... curly hair style like a movie star, Fu Yusheng stretched out his arms and looked at Song Yan with a smile. "What do you say? I look good, don't I? Am I worthy of being your husband?"