Yu Jiang bit her lip in shame and turned her head away.
Fu Xiaoheng's chest rubbed against her delicate body. Feeling the soft touch, his Adam's apple couldn't help but roll up and down, and even his breathing became heavier.
"Wife, how about I make you a pair of jewel-encrusted handcuffs?" His rough fingers gently lifted Jiang's delicate jaw, his thin lips rubbing against her fragrant earlobe. Every word seemed to come out of his mouth, laden with leisure and charm: "I'll lock you in this big bed."
“It’ll never go down.”
"As soon as I get back to my room, I can talk to you..."
㨾 Jiang's breathing quickened: "Don't say anything more!"
Fu Xiaoheng stared at her deeply and chuckled, "My wife is shy."
"Fu Xiaoheng, you're talking... more and more wantonly." Yu Jiang bit her lips lightly and accused softly, her tone carrying a hint of distance. Her snow-white skin was faintly pink, like a freshly ripe peach, making people salivate.
"Marry me?" His hot breath fanned Jiang's face.
Jiang tried to shrink back, but Fu Xiaoheng casually reached out and grabbed her waist again, pulling her into his arms. His eyes were dark and dangerous, "Do you want to get married?"
Fu Xiaoheng felt very insecure. Even though Yu Jiang had promised not to leave him, he was still afraid that Yu Jiang would leave quietly.
So, every time he kissed her, he did so with great force, wishing he could rub her into his bones and blood, making her inseparable from him forever, always, forever together...
Fu Xiaoheng supported himself, lowered his eyes and stared at her sinisterly, forcing their eyes to meet. His cold and deep black eyes were filled with morbid obsession and stubbornness, implying unknown danger and terror.
Her long, slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and her soft voice whispered tenderly, "Knot."
“Hmm…”
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xiaoheng's breathing suddenly became disordered and he lowered his head and pressed closer.
Before long, the woman was moaning and the man became more and more obsessed.
She cried, her fingers trembling as she tightly grasped the bed sheet. Tears fell from her beautiful fox eyes, and Fu Xiaoheng kissed away her tears gently and lovingly.
After an unknown amount of time, Fu Xiaoheng reached out and brushed away a strand of hair from Nian Pie Jiang's cheek, his voice hoarse: "Wife, give me a child..."
He wanted to hold her hand with the child.
The little girl acted on impulse. She had previously refused to break off the engagement with Fu Ce in order to tease him. Now that she had finally broken off the engagement and acknowledged his identity, he became frightened, fearing that the little girl would suddenly leave this world.
She was not the one who came here, and although she had promised not to leave, he was still uneasy.
Fu Xiaoheng gazed deeply at Yu Jiang, and thought vaguely in his heart that perhaps as long as his wife gave birth to a child with his blood, she would not leave him even for the child...
The tips of Jiang's ears and cheeks were burning.
She didn't answer, so Fu Xiaoheng thought she didn't want to. He pursed his lips, leaned closer with grievance, and kissed her beautiful eyes, asking with desire: "Wife, please?"
Jiang's body was covered in sweat. She cried softly and called out "husband", then said in a trembling voice: "Okay..."
"Then I won't wear it."
"......good."
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Fu Ce is completely gone.
Jiang Huiqiao's mood became more and more gloomy day by day. Since Fu Ce discovered his incompetence, his temper became weird and unpredictable. He often yelled and even threatened to kill Jiang.
Fu Bosi felt sorry for Fu Ce at first, but he became impatient and irritable as time went on. Because of Fu Ce, he took out all the liquid funds in his hands, and now he only has one-third of Fu's shares!
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