Even though I knew he was a scumbag, I was still really hurt when he told me to abort the child.
I feel sorrow for the child who went to the underworld with me in my past life. It was so innocent to have such a scumbag father.
After it died, its father just felt relieved to have one less troublesome person.
The more I thought about it, the more I hated him. Looking at the handsome face in front of me with its indifferent and aloof expression, I raised my hand again, wanting to kill him!
Fu Yanshen raised his hand and grabbed my wrist, not giving me the chance.
His eyes darkened, and he made a movement with his waist.
"Hmm..."
My body bounced up and down.
"I don't want to get pregnant! Get out!" I shouted resolutely, feeling his intense presence.
I would rather die than implicate innocent people again.
Fu Yanshen ignored me, his hands tightly gripping my waist.
With my back to him, it was very difficult for me to resist.
After finally turning my head, I bit down hard on his prominent Adam's apple.
It was as if a small animal had bitten the lion's vital point; he let out a muffled groan, a sound that seemed to be both pain and pleasure.
He tightened his waist even more, as if he was enjoying the pleasure of being on the verge of suffocation.
I really wanted to bite him to death. I clenched my teeth, my lips and teeth filled with the scent of his male hormones and the salty, rusty taste of his skin.
The man's long fingers dug into my hair, his body stiffened, and he seemed to stop breathing.
I bit his Adam's apple tightly.
Just when I thought he was dead, he suddenly grabbed my waist with both hands, lifted me off his body, and placed me aside.
"Ouch... Oh!"
I slumped back in the leather seat, panting heavily, and heard the man beside me emitting sexy, deep, heavy breaths and groans, filling the air with a rich, ambiguous atmosphere.
It is something I am familiar with.
He still has a shred of conscience; at the crucial moment, he knew to back down.
I most likely won't get pregnant.
He's a real pervert; even when he's suffocating, he can still... and he's even unusually excited!
I turned my head and saw a scene that was both alluring and seductive.
In the dimly lit carriage, the man leaned back lazily in the black leather seat, his eyes closed, sweat beading on his forehead and his cheeks flushed.
His black trench coat was open, his white shirt was disheveled, his tie was loose, and his chest was heaving.
Crimson blood was flowing from the prominent Adam's apple on the long neck, spreading down the pale skin...
Inside the carriage, the air was thick with tension and an atmosphere of ambiguity. As I watched this scene, I couldn't help but swallow hard.
In an instant, I regained my senses.
She was angry that she hated him so much, yet she was always seduced by his good looks.
I lifted my buttocks and laboriously straightened my pants.
The man next to her also made a move. He took out a few tissues, and a moment later, he threw the tissues into the trash can, the belt buckle making a metallic sound.
Then came a crisp "ding" sound.
Fu Yanshen was still leaning lazily in his chair, a cigarette dangling from his lips, the blue flame lighting it.
They're still using the antique lighter I gave them.
He lowered his eyelids, staring at a certain point, silent and thoughtful.
I opened the car window to let the cold air in, dispelling the ambiguity and smoke.
"You really want me dead?"
After an unknown amount of time, Fu Yan asked in a deep voice.
I really bit him so hard he almost suffocated; I think I reached his limit.
Through the bluish smoke, he squinted, his gaze sweeping over the scene with a detached air.
I glanced at his blood-stained Adam's apple. "Yes, if I can't kick it off or get rid of it, I'll just bite you to death."
His face darkened.
The man grabbed my arm with his large hand and pulled hard.
"pain!"
I cried out in pain as my body crashed into his chest.
The man's heart pounded like thunder.
I looked up and met his gloomy black eyes.
Fu Yanshen's rough palm gripped half of my cheek, "Get rid of me..."
He gave a half-smile, "Sheng Qiaoqiao, who the hell told you to mess with me in the first place? Now... you think you can just end it like this?"
The man's voice was hoarse, and as he spoke, his breath was hot and heavy, filling my nostrils.
The implication is that I have no right to kick him out or get rid of him; the initiative is in his hands.
I broke free from him. "I really wish I had never bothered you."
I say this from the bottom of my heart.
I don't know what nerve I touched on with my words, but Fu Yanshen pulled me close again, covered the back of my head with one hand and held my chin with the other, and kissed me fiercely.
The kiss was punitive, leaving me breathless, my lips and tongue swollen and sore, and saliva constantly dripping from the corners of my mouth.
He released my lips just as I was about to suffocate, and instead sucked the saliva from the corner of my mouth. After my breathing calmed down, he kissed me again.
This time, his touch was gentle and tender. His warm hands caressed me beneath my hospital gown, lingering with affection. Gradually, I succumbed to his embrace again, unable to resist his charm.
...
The car was still speeding along the ring road, and I lay in his warm and strong embrace, dozing off.
In a daze, images from a long, long time ago surfaced in my mind.
That was the first time I met Fu Yanshen.
The 20-year-old eldest daughter of the Sheng family, dressed in a bright and flamboyant red dress, with her long hair piled high and wearing 8-centimeter high heels, happily went downstairs to attend a cruise party for her 20th birthday.
Just as she stepped out of the villa, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties came into her view.
The man was dressed in a black suit, which made his skin appear even whiter.
A slender and upright figure, with a cold and capable expression.
Noticing her gaze, he looked at her coldly.
The man had thick eyebrows, deep-set eyes, a straight nose, and thin, tightly pursed lips. His features were exquisitely beautiful, like a masterpiece created by Nuwa.
Wow, so handsome... Where did this supermodel come from?
A fleeting glimpse, and her heart fluttered like a deer.
Her father came over and introduced her to the bodyguard he had just hired. He said the bodyguard was very skilled and that she should take him with her today.
She never brings bodyguards when she goes out, because she dislikes them for being burly, having fierce expressions, and ruining her mood.
He was just a bodyguard?
She was surprised.
However, she was very happy to have such a bodyguard by her side; he was pleasing to the eye and looked cool.
That was also the beginning of my provocation of Fu Yanshen.
I woke up in a hospital bed, feeling a spasm in my lower abdomen, and I frowned.
When I lifted the blanket, I saw that my hospital gown and trousers were stained with bright red blood.
"Fu Yanshen!" I shouted instinctively.
The bathroom door was suddenly pulled open, and a shirtless man walked out. "What's wrong?"
He raised his voice and asked.
"I'm on my period—help me..." Before I could finish speaking, I was fully awake.
Realizing that things are not what they used to be, why would I call him?
ill.
"Did you bring it?" He approached, his hair still dripping wet.
He walked over to the wardrobe, meaning he wanted to help me find it.
I didn't bring any.
“I’ll buy it myself,” I said indifferently, picking up my phone and opening the food delivery app.
At four in the morning, all the convenience stores were closed and the delivery riders were resting. I scrolled through the app from beginning to end, but I couldn't find a single convenience store that was open.
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