She couldn’t help but tease him, "Captain Fu punches, President Fu cracks walnuts, such an unusual hobby."
Fu Sichen slowly opened his eyes, his deep black pupils especially inscrutable under the dim light. He stood up and walked straight to Jiang Mian, "Waiting for Mrs. Fu to co ho."
For a mont, Jiang Mian was at a loss for words. Her gaze flitted around, "Well, I’m a bit tired, I’ll go freshen up first."
What the hell.
Why does Fu Sichen’s aura seem so intimidating now?
I actually find myself subconsciously scared of him.
Jiang Mian, have so spine, okay? You still need to confront him about hiding such a big secret for over a year after getting the marriage certificate.
Fu Sichen watched Jiang Mian’s retreating back and let out a low chuckle with a smirk.
How co a few days without seeing her, she acts like a mouse who has seen a cat around ?
Jiang Mian: Who are you calling a mouse??
*
By the ti Jiang Mian ca out of the bathroom, Fu Sichen was still leaning against the headboard, reviewing docunts on his tablet.
Jiang Mian tugged at the hair tie on her head, letting her slightly curly, fluffy hair cascade down. She climbed onto the bed, completely bypassing Fu Sichen.
She really got more and more annoyed the more she thought about it in the bathroom.
Damn man!
Sharing a bed yet dreaming different dreams.
The chill that had settled in was not ford in a single frosty day.
And now he’s just lying there as calm as if nothing had happened.
n really are untrustworthy.
Jiang Mian yanked the blanket, rolling half of it around herself.
Fu Sichen saw his blanket being pulled to one side and looked down at the slender back that was deliberately turned away from him, the gap between them large enough for another person to lie down.
Fu Sichen let out a soft laugh, put the tablet aside, and turned off the bedside lamp.
After lying down, Jiang Mian thought she’d be too troubled to fall asleep, but before long, she drifted off.
Deep into the night.
Unconsciously, Jiang Mian rolled into a warm breath.
Her skin was both cool and tender, now as if in a blazing furnace, her body temperature raising in waves.
"Mmm... so hot..."
In her sleep, Jiang Mian tried to push away the "furnace", only to realize she couldn’t muster any strength.
She struggled to open her eyes, and the first thing she saw was the man’s alert black pupils, his voice gentle yet annoyed, "Fu Sichen... It’s too hot, don’t touch ."
Jiang Mian’s eyelashes trembled, and there was a mistiness at the corners of her eyes, her hazy face a bit unhappy.
But Fu Sichen showed no sign of letting go.
She beca more alert, glaring at the man beside her, about to push him away—
!!!
What flashed across her hand?
Jiang Mian focused on her left ring finger.
!!!!!!
A couture diamond ring made her much more alert, sparkling like a galaxy even in the darkness of the room.
Fu Sichen wrapped his arm around Jiang Mian’s slender waist, his voice crisp and deep, with a raspy texture, "Do you still want to touch you?"
Hearing this, Jiang Mian quickly understood what he ant.
"Carefully prepared for Mrs. Fu, do you like it?"
It could only be said that Fu Sichen knew how to capture her weakness all too well, especially with these shiny jewelry pieces.
The quid pro quo of dependency.
Jiang Mian turned to look at Fu Sichen, her bright and bold lips curling up, "Who would have a problem with money."
"Then can Mrs. Fu listen to my apology and let explain."
As their eyes t, the atmosphere between them grew heavier, and a dangerous scent enveloped them.
Jiang Mian’s little face was flushed, whether from the heat or sothing else, with an enchanting allure that sparked wild imaginations.
"I want you to pamper !"
Fu Sichen pinched the woman’s slender waist, his throat letting out a low chuckle, "How does Mrs. Fu want to be pampered today?"
Jiang Mian’s alluring eyes glead, her soft fingertips wandering downwards, her smile lazy and teasing, "Today, I want to be on top!"
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