The man suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed my wrist.
I was startled, but my face immediately turned cold.
Fu Yanshen snatched the calendar from my hand and tossed it onto the bedside table on his side.
I broke free from him and tried to get out of bed, but he simply rolled over and pinned me down.
The man hovered slightly above me, the collar of his silk robe drooping slightly, and his skin was excessively pale.
He was originally pale in the face, with a healthy wheatish complexion on his body, but now he had a sickly pallor that seemed to have never seen the sun.
The collar swayed slightly, and a faint red...scar was visible.
Before I could see clearly, his body was pressed tightly against mine. He wasn't aroused, but his nose was touching mine, and we were whispering sweet nothings in each other's ears.
Has he suffered some serious injury in the past two years?
I was just puzzled, not heartbroken, and it had nothing to do with me.
Fu Yanshen was like a gigolo, using all his bedroom skills, teasing me with his lips, tongue, fingers, and hands. At that moment, I picked up my phone and checked the trending topics.
My rumored relationship with Makino has become a trending topic.
#Sheng Qiaoqiao is Mu Ye's salvation, so sweet#
Ha, netizens who love a good show have even started shipping each other.
I was amused.
In an instant, I felt a terrifying rage. Fu Yanshen stood there, motionless, his face turned to the side, his eyes fixed on my phone screen.
His jawline was taut and sharp as a knife.
The man got out of bed, picked up a brand-new cell phone from the bedside table, and walked to the window.
"Delete it all within five minutes," he commanded the person on the other end.
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