This is my bedroom and Fu Yanshen's bedroom.
Wasn't I drinking and singing with a young man at a nightclub?
How did I get home?
My mouth was dry, so I got up to go find some water.
Just then, with a "whoosh," the bathroom sliding door was pulled open from the inside.
My eyes were irresistibly drawn to the eight-pack abs.
Healthy tanned skin, every muscle is sculpted, with well-defined lines, taut and powerful.
Two deep V-lines, like ravines, extend downwards and disappear under the bath towel, stirring the imagination.
I could clearly hear myself swallowing.
Just then, a cool, grassy scent approached, and my chin was suddenly pinched, forcing me to raise my head.
A refined and ascetic face came into my view.
"Tired of playing?"
The man's eyes were flippant, his voice cold yet tinged with mockery.
As he spoke, his gaze slowly moved to my shoulders and neck, and his fingers deftly pulled down the straps of my long sundress...
I suddenly felt hot, my cheeks were burning, my forehead was covered in a fine sweat, the air felt thick, and my heart was pounding wildly.
Through his hazy vision, Fu Yanshen's lips curled into a smug smile.
"It's only been half a month since I last touched you, and you're already so lonely, Miss? Is it really necessary to use other men to provoke me?"
He leaned down in front of me, his thin, clear lips brushing against my temples, grinding downwards, raising goosebumps.
At the same time, I was also annoyed by his words.
He didn't believe I was tired of him; he thought I was playing hard to get.
I tried with all my might to push him away, but I couldn't move an inch. My body slumped against his chest.
"Oh……"
Fu Yanshen pushed me away, lowered his eyelids and looked at me with an air of superiority, "Want it?"
"Take initiative."
His face darkened, his eyes filled with contempt, like a master disciplining a slave.
"Smack!"
I was so angry that I don't know where I got the strength, but I slapped him hard across the face.
"Hey Fu, who gave you that confidence? You're just a dog, thinking you're something special—"
Before I could finish my sarcastic remark, he kissed me fiercely like a wolf.
It was less of a kiss and more of a nibble or bite; my mouth felt numb and painful.
Remembering how hateful he was in my past life, I went mad and bit down hard when his long tongue invaded my mouth.
"snort……"
The man let out a beastly growl, and I tasted rust; I had bitten his tongue.
Fu Yanshen didn't push me away; instead, he became even more frenzied, his rough hands ravaging every sensitive spot on my body.
Wherever it goes, the heat is like fire.
I climbed onto his shoulders with both hands, pinching and scratching with my fingertips, venting my hatred for him.
However, the power imbalance between men and women is inherently vast. Moreover, he was a bodyguard who rose to his position through fighting and killing. My counterattack was like a wildcat baring its teeth and claws at a beast.
Fu Yanshen tore my long dress, pinned me down, and teased, nibbled, and possessed me.
Alcohol fueled my body's instincts and clouded my judgment. I succumbed to carnal pleasure and temporarily forgot everything.
Even after a passionate lovemaking session, she kicked Fu Yanshen's sweaty chest muscles and, as she always did, said coquettishly, "Carry me to take a bath..."
He patiently carried me to the bathroom and placed me in the bathtub.
The warm water washed away the stickiness from my body. Fu Yanshen washed my hair, applying shampoo twice and massaging my scalp with his fingertips. His technique was just as good as the shampooers at the hair salon.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment, soon drifting off to sleep.
...
"I..." Damn!
Before I could even finish uttering the swear words, I woke up with a splitting headache, staring at the ceiling and furiously pounding my fists on the bed.
I feel sore and uncomfortable all over as soon as I move.
It is especially noticeable on the waist and inner thighs.
These aches and pains remind me how intense my physical struggle with Fu Yanshen was last night.
Yes, Fu Yanshen.
My ex-husband in my past life.
I should hate that ungrateful wretch to the core.
I've just been reborn, and I'm already having sex with him again.
I really want to slap myself to death.
What's even more infuriating is that he's even less likely to believe that I'm tired of him now.
Because last night, I felt like a puppet being manipulated by him and his lust.
I remember clearly that when the fire was burning brightly, Fu Yanshen suddenly stopped.
Just a moment ago he was unleashing his beastly instincts, but now, expressionless and with cold eyes, he asked indifferently, "Want it?"
"think……"
I almost begged.
"Didn't you say you were tired of it?"
He continued asking, and I was forced to shed tears.
...
I was clearly going to have a romantic encounter last night!
I pounded the bed with my fists, filled with anger and regret.
Alcohol is really no good.
I never expected Fu Yanshen to come looking for me, and even send his bodyguards to block Ji Yan. How dare he?
Wasn't he afraid of offending the Ji family?
Ji Yan has always had everything he wanted since he was a child, and he can't stand anyone opposing him. If Fu Yanshen had his bodyguards block him in public, he definitely wouldn't let it go.
Despite the aches and pains all over my body, I got out of bed, found my bag, and took out my phone.
There are many WeChat messages.
Most of them are voice messages sent by my girlfriend Luo Luo.
"Young Miss, how are you? Were you beaten up badly?"
[Last night, your husband was so jealous! His bodyguard almost actually beat up Brother Yan!]
[How could Brother Yan swallow this insult? He made a phone call and ordered someone to go find your son-in-law!]
Guess what? Brother Yan and our group had just stepped out of the Night Pearl gate when Uncle Ji caught them red-handed!
Uncle Ji looked very upset. He wanted Brother Yan to go home, but Brother Yan refused. Uncle Ji then had his bodyguards take Brother Yan away!
Your son-in-law has quite the influence!
Fu Yanshen's face?
I scoffed lightly.
That's because Uncle Ji is a meticulous and traditional person. He doesn't allow Ji Yan to interfere in other people's marital affairs, as it would damage the family's reputation and cause gossip.
Luo Luo is still a naive girl after all, and she actually thought that Fu Yanshen was jealous last night.
Actually, it's my fault that she thought that way.
I used to often share sweet moments of my married life with Fu Yanshen on my WeChat Moments, and everyone in our circle thought we were very much in love.
I now understand that it's about showing off what you lack.
In the past, Fu Yanshen was always very cold to me, but passionate in bed.
I naively thought that he wasn't heartless towards me, but that he was just aloof and not good at expressing himself.
She even felt sorry for him because he was an orphan who lacked love, and tried to please him, thinking that she could warm his heart.
I swallowed the lump in my throat and was about to get up when the used raincoat in the trash can by the bedside caught my eye.
It felt like I'd been punched hard in the chest.
A dull ache, and I can't breathe.
In my past life, I didn't know I was pregnant until I died.
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