She, a mercenary, accidentally transmigrated to ancient times and became the new wife of the eldest son of a marquisate. However, in her memory, the entire marquisate would be wiped out on the seco...
A tile fell to the ground and broke into more than ten pieces.
The ground was still shaking. Fu Yanting hugged Chu Chenyin tightly and jumped back. The two of them huddled in the corner of the wall.
Chu Chenyin quickly raised his head to look at him, only to see a small wound on his forehead, probably from being accidentally hit by a falling tile when he rushed over just now.
Fu Yanting hugged her waist and looked around with his eyes fixed, "It's an earthquake, don't move."
Chu Chenyin raised her eyes and stared at him in amazement. Fu Yanting was tall and strong, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. He usually looked tall and handsome, but at this moment he was unusually majestic.
She had always been alone, but now in this small embrace she felt a sense of security she had never felt before.
I didn't expect that he, a man who was swallowed up like an ant by the long river of history, could have such shocking vitality.
Chu Chenyin was quite surprised. Just as she was distracted, the teeth marks on Fu Yanting's fair neck suddenly appeared in her eyes. The image of biting Fu Yanting's neck flashed through her mind again.
Her heart suddenly tightened, and she immediately understood that the scene that flashed through her mind today was not a dream, but real.
She must have done something unforgivable to Fu Yanting after getting drunk that night.
But why did Fu Yanting hide it from her?
Chu Chenyin was puzzled.
At this time, the house gradually stopped shaking.
The voices of Mrs. Fu and the Fu brothers and sisters came from outside the house, "Chen Yin, Yan Ting, how are you?"
Fu Yanting heard the voice and slowly let go of Chu Chenyin from his arms. He relaxed his brows and asked her, "Were you injured just now?"
"I'm fine..." Chu Chenyin stood up and shook his head, looking up at the wound on Fu Yanting's forehead in a daze, "It's just your forehead..."
Before she could finish her words, the room suddenly began to shake again. This time it was even more violent than before and she couldn't stand steadily at all.
Chu Chenyin was not paying attention and staggered towards Fu Yanting.
Fu Yanting took her in his arms, held her waist and spun her around, then stood firmly and leaned against the wall behind him.
As the house gradually stopped shaking, the two looked at each other. Neither of them knew whose heart was beating wildly. All they could hear was the sound of banging coming from the house that had returned to peace.
Fu Yanting tilted her head slightly, deliberately showing the small teeth marks on her neck, and raised the corners of her lips to reveal a charming smile, "The wound on my forehead is nothing, but the wound on my neck still hurts a little."
His smile made the atmosphere, which was originally tense due to the earthquake, become relaxed.
Chu Chenyin quickly lowered her head and struggled out of his arms, "I'll get some medicine for you later."
Fu Yanting stood up straight, stopped laughing, and asked her in a gentle voice, "The earthquake just now was quite loud. Were you scared?"
Chu Chenyin shook his head. "I wasn't scared, but I felt a little dizzy from the shaking."