Chapter 3 Mysterious Husband
The man looked back and couldn't tell the difference between joy and anger, "Don't you?"
Wen Ning bit her lip, she was not familiar with him at all... There were still some children in that situation.
He walked slowly over and pinched the woman's chin. This was a beautiful little face, seductive, very young, only 23 years old, with soft red lips and a faint voice, "Some things I'm willing to work on,"
Wen Ning paused, didn't understand?
He curled his lips in an evil manner, but his tone was serious, "But I respect life very much, give it birth!"
He was very strong! Wen Ning suddenly understood his words "work hard" and what she meant, and her face turned red inexplicably.
The man walked to the door coldly, and had not opened the door yet.
There was an excited voice from a woman outside the door, "You little brat, I'll die to show you!"
Then the door was locked!
Wen Ning was a little confused, "Who is outside the door?"
"Your mother-in-law."
“…”
He turned around with a dark face, pulled her to the edge of the bed, his voice low and fascinating, "Will you cooperate?"
“What to cooperate with?”
"Share your wedding night."
"..." Wen Ning looked at his mature dark eyes, as if he could embezzle people. She suddenly understood what he meant and blushed, "But I...I won't."
He frowned, suddenly pressed her hard on the head of the bed, and pulled her belt with his big hand.
"Ah~What are you doing?"
"Can you know this now?" He raised his eyebrows evilly.
A secret joy suddenly sounded outside the door: "Thank God, the little brat has finally gotten his head!"
“…”
Wen Ning was pressed awkwardly, revealing her shoulders, her skin was like milk cream, the man's eyes passed by, darkening, and smelling the sweet fragrance...
The two of them got too close for a moment. Wen Ning only felt his muscles and sperm were strong, her ears were burning red, and she felt very dangerous. She just wanted him to leave quickly, and she screamed deliberately "ah".
"You little brat, be careful! My daughter-in-law is pregnant with Xiao Jinsun!"
The man lowered his head and stared at the pink-faced woman, "Are you taking revenge on me?"
Wen Ning rolled his apricot eyes, "Yes, is that OK?"
His thin lips seemed to be slightly hooked. He did not make things difficult for her anymore, so he stood up and let her go.
The man walked to the sofa and sat down, took off his tie, wide shoulders, narrow buttocks, long legs, and noble and indifferent. This man really has the capital to be narcissistic!
Wen Ning shrank at the head of the bed, looked at the door, and said nervously, "Are we going to sleep together tonight?"
"Do you want to?" He picked up a magazine and glanced at him with his black eyes.
“…”
Then, his voice was pleasant and humming, "Do you think I'd rather touch a young pregnant woman?"
The tone was sarcastic and serious, calling her a young pregnant woman.
Wen Ning was a little annoyed. Is he very old? Looking at his silver mask, he was full of curiosity. Is it because it is ugly or has scars, so it is not revealed to others?
He sat there without moving, and Wen Ning put on his clothes and climbed into the bed. The man turned off the headlights casually.
Wen Ning asked carefully, "Sir, you have investigated me clearly. How old are you? What's your surname?"
There was no sound for a long time, and he ignored her.
This man is cold and unfathomable, and it is very difficult to get along with. Wen Ning is also a famous family. She feels that it is not a top family.
"l." When Wen Ning was so weak that she was about to fall asleep, a low voice came from him.
He didn't even tell her the name, who was this man? Is it because he knew her?
...
The next morning, Wen Ning was surrounded by the "mother-in-law" with a smile.
"Ningning, you are a perfect match when you see that you are. Eat more bird's nest. Did my little Jinsun be injured by his father last night~ Grandma will help you hit him!"
“…”
Wen Ning almost choked. This was a lively mother-in-law. If she hadn't had her face pale, she wouldn't have seen that she had only been in one year.
She glanced at her eyes and saw a handsome figure in a white shirt and black trousers sitting at the far end of the dining table. He still had a silver half mask on his face, his nose bridge was straight and his thin lips were graceful.
He just looked cold and obviously used to his mother's unstability.
The servant and mother-in-law were no different from his mask.
This made Wen Ning even more confused. Who is he? His identity is so mysterious?
At this time, Dong's mother took a veil from the upstairs and asked quietly, "Old lady, do you still need to put it away?"
Wen Ning glanced at him and didn't understand what that was.
The old man saw her curious and explained with a smile, "This is a wedding chew. It's used for wedding nights. The servants don't understand the rules and let you put it..."
"Don't be boring feudal!" The man spoke unhappily.
He walked to Wen Ning's table to get jam, and when he stopped with his long legs, he stirred his eyebrows, "It's the first time she is, your son knows."
“…”
"I'm right?" He seemed not sure enough, so he leaned over and approached Wen Ning's earlobe and asked her.
Wen Ning's snow-white ears flushed. How did she answer this?
Especially when he was not leaving, his cold masculine aura was pressing, which smelled good and touched her skin.
Afraid that he would say something even more excessive, she had to scoop up a spoonful of bird's nest and stuff it into his mouth angrily, "Please give me some food and talk less."
"Grandma...sir has a serious obsession with cleanliness!" Dong Ma was frightened.
The man stared at the little woman, and finally swallowed the bird's nest, curled his thin lips and walked back.
The calmer he was, the more blushed Wen Ning looked at the spoon he had eaten, and he didn't know whether he should pick it up!
The mother-in-law smirked and stuffed the spoon to her, "Ningning, eat it quickly, and kiss it indirectly sweetly... Well? What's going on with your palms in your child?"
She suddenly held Wen Ning's right hand.
Wen Ning looked down and his eyes turned cold. Wen Sirou stepped on her palm on the day of the kidnapping. If she hadn't learned medicine and had collected herbal medicine by herself when she ran away, this hand would have been useless!
Wen Sirou is jealous of her hands' design talent!
"Why didn't you say it last night?" The man glanced coldly, frowned slightly, "Mom Dong, go and call the doctor."
When the family doctor arrived, Wen Ning was surprised. Isn’t this the most famous doctor in Rongcheng? The Wen family once wanted to invite him to see a doctor, but he couldn’t even invite him. He was actually the resident in this villa?
What is the background of the man in front of him?
"Hiss!" Wen Ning exclaimed in pain by the potion.
It caused the man to put down the newspaper. He folded his long legs deeply, and saw the scars of her little hand, but his fingers were soft and white. That night...
The Adam's apple moved slightly, and the man stood up with his eyebrows raised and ordered the doctor, "The hands are good, don't leave scars for her!"
The doctor was trembling.
The old lady smiled and secretly went to Wen Ning, "Where is the good hand? What's the point of this guy thinking about!"
"..." Wen Ning was forced to understand, and it was the first time he saw such an open mother-in-law.
Her face turned red, and the man turned a blind eye to it, a serious glance.
The old man immediately curled his lips.
...
After breakfast, Wen Ning and the man were pushed out by their mother-in-law, "You go and get the certificate! I will feel relieved after getting it!"
Outside, Bentley had already parked at the door. The man opened the car door gentlemanly, and Wen Ning went up unfamiliarly.
The front assistant handed him a computer, but he never said a word again.
Wen Ning wanted to peek at his information from the computer, but he didn't dare.
Soon, the Civil Affairs Bureau arrived.
There were not many people getting the certificate today, but Wen Ning saw two familiar figures as soon as he got off the car!
Xu Yi and Wen Sirou!
Chapter completed!