He was even less patient than his father, and he desperately wanted to become Fu Yu's legal husband.
If Fu Yu doesn't want to...
Cosimo's grip grew stronger and stronger...
He also didn't know what he would do. Perhaps he would be even crazier than his father.
"I do."
Fu Yu looked down at Cosimo.
"real?"
Cosimo's eyes widened with joy.
He can kill without blinking an eye, and can also remain calm in the face of hundreds of billions of dollars in business and power struggles.
But at this moment, he could not hide his inner ecstasy, and his arms subconsciously climbed up Fu Yu's neck, rubbing it with a strong desire for control.
"Can I kiss you?"
"Can."
"Can I hold you?"
"Can."
"I want more, more, more, can I?"
Fu Yu stroked Cosimo's thin lips and smiled softly, "Of course."
Cosimo's breathing became heavier. Almost subconsciously, he pressed the back of Fu Yu's head, put his lips on her collarbone, and then slowly moved upwards.
When it was almost reaching his lips, Fu Yu pressed his lips with his index finger.
"Ayu?"
Cosimo's voice was extremely hoarse. He had endured it to the extreme and any more would be torture.
"But you have to promise me to do it the way I like."
Fu Yu could feel himself gradually gaining control.
Then the rules of the game cannot be just him on top and her on bottom.
"All up to you, baby."
Cosimo exerted his waist muscles, jumped up, and pressed Fu Yu under him.
The night is too long, and there is still much to do...
When Qin Xue went to school to attend the mid-term defense of her thesis, she deliberately dressed herself up like a homeless person.
When it was her turn to defend her thesis, the tutors present were all stunned.
Is it necessary for a theory to torture a young girl like this?
Or does she have some psychological problem?
The tutor quickly contacted a psychological counselor for intervention, fearing that Qin Xue would be unable to get over it.
"Teacher, I don't have any mental problems. I'm very happy now."
As long as she finishes her thesis and defends it successfully and graduates, she will be able to return to China to work with Chu Huainan.
This way, she could get rid of Cosimo completely!
The psychology teacher pushed his glasses and was still worried when he saw Qin Xue's excited state.
"Who have you been living with lately?"
"My boyfriend."
"Um?"
The psychology teacher opened the student's notebook and asked, "Don't you live in the international student dormitory with Fu Yu?"
When Fu Yu was mentioned, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Qin Xue's face.
"I, I moved out."
"Speaking of her, it's quite strange. After paying the tuition, she took a leave of absence and I haven't been able to contact her since."
"Do you still have her contact information?"
Qin Xue quickly shook her head.
"We just live together and we don't know each other very well."
Qin Xue clutched the bag strap, feeling somewhat guilty. "Fu Yu, did you say when you'd be back?"
"No."
The psychology teacher took out a letter of recommendation from the folder.
"She recently asked me to write her a letter of recommendation. If you see her, please give it to her. I'm going on vacation in a few days and won't be back at school."
"Okay, okay."
Qin Xue took the letter of recommendation and left the psychology teacher's office.
She walked to the trash can, thought for a moment, and threw the recommendation letter in.
Fu Yu's life or death is uncertain, so he probably doesn't need this letter of recommendation anymore.
Suddenly, a hand pressed her arm.