Chapter 45 Chapter 45 How does it feel?
Chapter 45
The sound, neither loud nor soft, could be heard by everyone present. Except for Fu Zhou himself, everyone had different expressions, and they all looked eager to try.
It is hard to imagine that such words came from the mouth of a cold and indifferent man.
Sure enough, men are different after they get married.
A look of embarrassment flashed across Shang Ziyi's face. She quietly grabbed the slender fingers around her waist. The smile on her face remained the same, but her narrowed eyes seemed to remind him that there were guests here, so don't make a fuss.
Before they went out, they agreed to give each other enough face and not do anything beyond the rules. Therefore, even after hearing the provocation from the daughter of the Rong family, she magnanimously pretended not to care.
She did everything very well, but when it was his turn, he kept getting into embarrassing situations.
Still drinking milk, when does she need milk?
Shang Ziyi said with a forced smile, "I'll drink later."
Fu Zhou picked up the hair that fell on her shoulders and put it behind her ears, saying softly, "It's better to drink milk while it's hot. It will make you uncomfortable if you drink it cold."
"How about your husband feed you, huh?"
The more ambiguous he was, the more embarrassed Shang Ziyi felt. With a smile on her face, she said to the man in front of her, "Senior, let's talk about this another day."
The man is the manager of this club. He just happened to see Shang Ziyi and came in to say hello.
"Okay, let's have dinner together some other day." He left with a smile.
Shang Ziyi watched the man walk away, broke free from Fu Zhou's arms, and called him softly, "Fu Zhou."
Her voice was soft, like a whisper, and contained a hint of exasperation.
Fuzhou used to hate women who spoke with a clipped tone the most. He thought they were too artificial and not cute at all.
But ever since I heard Shang Ziyi's voice, I became more and more addicted to this kind of clip sound, almost to the point of obsession.
Such a beautiful voice should be heard by him alone, no one else deserves to hear it.
It was only the first day of their wedding, and his possessiveness towards her was so strong that it was unbelievable to himself, but he had no intention of changing it. She was his wife and should belong to him alone.
"I'm here." He held her in his arms.
A whistle was heard.
Shang Ziyi's eyelashes trembled, and she pushed his hand away, but failed to move it away. "Everyone is watching us, what on earth are you doing?"
The coquettish person got goosebumps, but Fu Zhou got carried away and lifted her chin, asking, "Who was that man just now?"
Shang Ziyi: "Which one?"
"Which one are you talking about?" Fu Zhou held her in his arms. "The one you called senior."
"Oh, a high school classmate." Shang Ziyi tilted her head to look at him, "You... hate him?"
Fu Zhou didn't try to hide it, "Yeah, annoying."
"He's a nice guy." When they were in school, that man had helped Shang Ziyi several times, and she had a good impression of him.
"Very good? What's good about it?" Fu Zhou's Adam's apple rolled again and again, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in jealousy. His voice was clear and cold, "You like him?"
Shang Ziyi covered his mouth and looked around. Seeing that Zhou Yan had attracted the attention of others, she slowly let go and said, "What are you talking about? He has a girlfriend."
"You mean you would like him if he didn't have a girlfriend?" Fu Zhou asked back.
"..." Shang Ziyi gave him a speechless look, and put her slender fingers on his chest, "Do you know what you look like like this?"
"Like what?"
"Jealous."
"Well, I'm just jealous." Fu Zhou clenched his hand, "Is it not okay?"
"..." Shang Ziyi's eyes widened and she looked at him as if he was a monster.
He said he was just jealous. What did he mean?
Could it be that...
No, how could that be possible?
How long have they known each other? How could he possibly like her?
Shang Ziyi thought Fu Zhou was joking, so she withdrew from his arms and warned him not to talk nonsense.
Fu Zhou grabbed her fingers, pinched them, and rubbed them on her lower lip. "It's okay if you don't talk nonsense. You have to follow me from now on."
"Hmm?" Shang Ziyi asked, "Why am I following you?"
"I'm afraid you'll get lost." In fact, he was afraid that she would be kidnapped by someone with ulterior motives.
Regardless of whether what he said was true or false, Shang Ziyi was pleased at the moment. She bit her lip and said, "Got it."
The waiter brought the milk and Fu Zhou took it. "Do you want to drink it yourself or should I feed you?"
It turned out that he really prepared milk. Shang Ziyi took the cup and took a sip. "How did you know I drink milk every night?"
Fu Zhou took her other hand and kneaded it, "I know everything about you."
His eyes were so ambiguous that Shang Ziyi's heart skipped a beat. She picked up the cup and took another sip.
Fu Zhou placed his finger on the corner of her lips and wiped it gently, then put his finger into his mouth while they looked at each other.
Shang Ziyi: “…”
This action was so erotic that Shang Ziyi didn't dare to look at him directly. Seeing Fan Xue coming over, she hurried to greet her.
Fu Zhou wanted to chase after them, but was stopped by the people behind him, "Why are you chatting with other women? Come on, play cards with us."
"You have to lose to us if you get married today."
"That's called success in love, failure in gambling."
Fu Zhou was entangled and played three games in a row. Except for him, everyone else lost.
Zhou Yan: "Damn, you're cheating."
Fu Zhou: "You are just unlucky tonight."
Zhou Yan was not convinced, "Come again."
Lost the next game again.
Women were also playing cards, but the stakes were different from men's. Whoever lost had to reveal their secrets.
Shang Ziyi was lucky today and kept winning, which made some people who were snooping into her private life blush anxiously.
"No, it's not fun if you always win."
Shang Ziyi: "Then how can it be fun?"
"You answer whatever we ask, that's what makes it fun."
"Okay, ask."
"How long have you and your husband known each other?"
"Not long, just over a month."
"Over a month, so you guys are still getting married in a flash?"
"Yes, that's right."
Rong Xi also heard Shang Ziyi's words and almost plucked all the flowers on the table. She and Fu Zhou had known each other for more than ten years, but she had only known each other for a month.
No, Shang Ziyi must have used some extraordinary means, otherwise Fu Zhou would not have married her.
Rong Xi became more and more dissatisfied with Shang Ziyi, and deliberately moved closer with a glass of wine and spilled it on her.
"Oops, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Are you okay?"
Shang Ziyi has a soft personality, but that doesn't mean she's stupid. As someone who's in the same circle, she's seen a lot of tricks like this. When Rong Xi spilled water on her, she stood up and splashed it back.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that."
“…”
Seeing this, others tried to make peace, "There's a lounge in the back, why don't you go there and change clothes? We're all sisters, don't get involved because of a piece of clothing."
Shang Ziyi is playing at home tonight, so she has prepared a lot of clothes. If one gets dirty, she can just change into another one. But Rong Xi, with her average figure, can't fit into any of Shang Ziyi's clothes.
It's so embarrassing.
I was too embarrassed to stay any longer, so I left in disgrace.
Fan Xue accompanied Shang Ziyi to change clothes. Fan Xue said, "It's a good lesson. This is what should be done."
Shang Ziyi didn't say anything, but looked in the mirror and adjusted the hem of her skirt.
Fan Xue: "What's wrong with your husband? He called Rong Xi to an occasion like this tonight."
Shang Ziyi turned the belt around her waist and said, "He's not that boring. Rong Xi must have asked to come here himself."
"Oh, that's good." Fan Xue stepped forward and helped her zip up.
After everything was done, the two walked out.
Someone came over and winked at Shang Ziyi. Shang Ziyi looked at Fan Xue with a puzzled expression.
Fan Xue shrugged, indicating that she didn't understand.
Then someone else came towards Shang Ziyi, holding a bouquet of white roses in her hand, and gave it directly to Shang Ziyi.
Shang Ziyi took it.
Then the third, the fourth...
The number of white roses in Shang Ziyi's hand increased, and by the time she entered the private room, the bouquet was already full and she could hardly hold it.
She tilted her head to look for a familiar figure, but she didn't see anyone. Instead, she heard singing.
It's a man's singing.
The crowd slowly separated into two rows, leaving a path in the middle. Shang Ziyi followed the sound and saw a tall figure standing in front.
The black shirt had four buttons undone at the collar, revealing the well-defined collarbone. Circles of light were reflected on the cold white skin, making the complexion look even cooler.
Further down, the pectoral muscles were faintly visible, and there were several scratches. Fortunately, they were blocked by the clothes, so they were not too clear.
Normally, he was always dressed in a suit and wrapped tightly, so it was rare to see him so unrestrained. Shang Ziyi stared at his waist and abdomen for a long time.
While on the cruise ship, she bit him there and scratched him.
It's not her fault, it's just that he's too noisy.
Not only did he make her cry, but he also made her say those shameful words.
If she didn't talk, he would make a fuss.
Finally, she couldn't help herself and bit him.
I can’t think about it. Thinking of Shang Ziyi makes my whole body hot.
She looked away, met his gaze, and slowly walked forward.
Fu Zhou walked over while singing, took Shang Ziyi's hand in front of everyone, and looked at her lovingly.
A joking voice came, "Give me a kiss, give me a kiss."
With so many people watching, Shang Ziyi was unwilling to do so. She raised her hand to cover her lips, signaling Fu Zhou to stop making trouble.
Fu Zhou smiled and lowered his head, his lips falling on her palm. When no one was paying attention, he stuck out his tongue and licked it.
Shang Ziyi: “…”
The love song lasted for about ten minutes. After it ended, the room became even more excited and people clamored for another song.
This is already Fu Zhou's limit, it is impossible for him to sing another song.
He handed the microphone to Zhou Yan, put his arm around Shang Ziyi's shoulders, and said something ambiguous, "I can only sing my songs to my wife."
When everyone heard this, they all shook their arms and said, "Oh, that's so corny."
Shang Ziyi also found it quite cheesy and pinched his waist twice in a row. Fu Zhou leaned over and whispered in his ear: "How does it feel?"
Shang Ziyi blinked, "Who touched it?"
She tried to move her hand away, but was held down by Fu Zhou. He glared at her with scorching eyes: "Does it meet your requirements?"
“…” She didn’t have any requests.
But seeing that he was quite serious, I guessed that someone must have said something nonsense, "What did you hear?"
"I heard..." Fu Zhou pretended to be mysterious and said, "Someone previously put out the conditions for choosing a partner. He wants a good figure, with abdominal and chest muscles. I just don't know if I meet Miss Shang's standards for choosing a partner."
That was what Shang Ziyi said casually after getting drunk. Besides, everyone admires strong men, so what's wrong with her liking men with good figures?
"It doesn't match." She raised her chin.
"What's wrong?" He took her to a corner where there were fewer people and they could talk in private or do intimate things.
She had no idea how much he wanted to kiss her.
He wanted to start from her forehead, and kiss along her eyebrows, nose bridge, cheeks, lips, neck, collarbone, all the way to the place that no one else could see, the forbidden area that only he could touch.
"Wife." He suddenly changed his voice to a calm one.
Shang Ziyi's heart trembled when he called her, "Hmm?"
"Don't wear this skirt in the future." She was wearing a high-end black dress with a hollow back and the front only covering her chest.
If you bend down, you can see the charming and shimmering scenery.
Fu Zhou could not forget the expressions of those people when they saw Shang Ziyi just now. Whether they were men or women, they all seemed to be possessed.
All eyes drifted towards her.
If he hadn't been thinking about something, he would have hidden the person in his arms long ago.
"Isn't this skirt pretty?" That's not right. Fan Xue said it was very beautiful, and several people she met in the corridor also kept praising her, saying that the skirt was very nice.
"No." Fu Zhou held her in his arms, "It looks very beautiful."
It was just too beautiful, which gave him an inexplicable sense of crisis.
No, we have to hide the person.
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