Chapter 1993 Out of Control
When their eyes met, surprise flashed in her eyes, and then her gaze turned cold.
Fu Zichen realized that their relationship was no longer the same as before, and there was already a huge gap between them.
The woman in front of him was no longer the mischievous little girl of the past, nor was she the girl who sat on his lap, put her arms around his neck and kissed him endlessly.
She has grown up, matured, and changed her heart.
She was still talking to the person on the phone, but her tone was no longer natural: "I need to pack my things, so I won't talk for now... Well, I love you too."
She hung up the phone and looked at Fu Zichen: "Mr. Fu, is there anything wrong?"
Fu Zichen's thoughts were still on the words "I love you too".
Is love something cheap and easy? It can be easily transferred.
Those nights, when the person whispered "I love you" in his ear and in his arms, were they telling the truth or a lie?
"Long time no see," Fu Zichen said in a hoarse voice, "Can I come in?"
She stood in the middle of the doorway and looked at him calmly: "No."
Fu Zichen looked at her deeply, but walked straight in.
Mu Xin quickly caught up with him and stopped him at the entrance. She frowned and said, "I said no. Mr. Fu, don't you even have this basic courtesy?"
Her righteous tone and distant and cold address made Fu Zichen even more angry.
He pushed her directly against the wall and held her tightly in his arms, "Didn't I come in every time you said no?"
Her face flushed red, and she struggled hard like an angry little bird, but she didn't dare to shout. She suppressed her voice and said, "Let me go!"
Fu Zichen smiled and said, "You understood what I meant immediately. It seems that you haven't changed at all. You are still so... wild."
She took a deep breath, stopped struggling in vain, and continued coldly: "The housekeeper will come upstairs in a while. Are you sure you want people to see you like this, Mr. Fu?"
"I used to run into your room in the middle of the night and make love with you, and I was never afraid."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xin's face turned even redder, perhaps half of it was anger and half of it was shame.
"I'm already married, please respect yourself."
"But I heard that you two have always slept in separate rooms." Fu Zichen looked at her lips and chuckled, "Is it because he can't satisfy you?"
Mu Xin curled her lips, staring into his eyes and said, "It's because my husband wants it every day, and he wants it very aggressively. I can't handle it, so I have to sleep in a separate bed from him."
Her words made Fu Zichen's throat tighten. No matter whether what she said was true or false, no matter whether their married life was harmonious or not, he felt like he was about to lose control when he thought of her hugging another man.
In fact, he lost control since he reached her door.
And at this moment, holding her body, the long-lost soft touch also made his willpower completely collapse.
He hated this fickle woman. He hated that she said she would love him forever, whether in sickness or death, while she was having an ambiguous relationship with other men.
After they broke up, she turned around and pursued Gu Hanye. Gu Hanye had no feelings for her and did not accept her pursuit. She changed men in minutes and got married directly.
The girl who insisted on marrying him was just saying nice things, and he foolishly believed her.
So he hated himself even more. He knew that she was playing him like a monkey and that she had slept with other men, but he still wanted her uncontrollably.
There were footsteps in the corridor.
Mu Xin struggled even more fiercely, "Someone's coming. If you don't mind being embarrassed, just keep hugging me."
Fu Zichen glanced at the bathroom next to him, pulled her into the bathroom, locked the bathroom door, dragged her under the shower, and turned on the shower directly.
"You're crazy!" she said in a low voice, then reached out to turn off the shower.
Fu Zichen directly handcuffed her hands behind her back, pressed the back of her head with his other hand, and grabbed her lips forcefully.
Kissing that pair of lips again, Fu Zichen felt like a person who was short of oxygen who suddenly got oxygen, or like a person who was about to starve to death who suddenly got food. He was greedy and unrestrained, and wanted to swallow this woman alive.
He kissed her so hard she bit his lip, but he didn't stop.
The mouth was filled with the taste of blood and a hint of salty tears.
She cried.
Fu Zichen slightly moved away from her lips: "Why are you crying? Didn't you like me kissing you before?"
She said word by word: "I think you are dirty."
Fu Zichen reacted for a moment and said with a smile: "Do you think I've kissed other women?"
She didn't answer and continued trying to break free from him.
But Fu Zichen hugged her tighter: "I don't mind you sleeping with other men."
"What do you want?" Her voice was hoarse and seemed desperate. "We've been apart for a long time. If you want women, you should have plenty, right? Why are you pestering me?"
Fu Zichen brushed her wet hair away and said, "Those women are not as interesting as you."
"But I'm..."
He lowered his head and bit her lips hard, stopping her from speaking.
The word "marriage" was extremely harsh to him and he didn't want to hear it.
Hot water poured down from above their heads. Their clothes were already wet. They wore very little in early autumn, and the water stuck to their bodies. Only two thin layers of cloth were left between them.
A maid's voice came from outside. She was standing at the bathroom door and said, "Miss Song, excuse me for interrupting you."
Mu Xin pushed his shoulder, and Fu Zichen temporarily left her lips.
She turned off the shower and said in a trembling voice, "What's the matter?"
The maid said that she and Uncle Zeng had helped Mu Xin bring up the rest of the luggage.
Fu Zichen knew that she didn't dare to speak now, so he took off her white suit jacket and tore off the straps of the camisole she was wearing underneath.
She resisted, but Fu Zichen was resolute. She was obviously afraid of being heard, so she finally compromised.
After the maid left and closed the door, Mu Xin raised her hand and slapped Fu Zichen in the face, then covered her chest with her hands and stared at him with red eyes.
"This is my uncle's house. Do you really think I wouldn't dare do anything to you?"
Fu Zichen smiled and said, "You can ask someone to come over. It would be best if you can ask your husband to come too."
She raised her hand again, but this time, Fu Zichen grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the bathroom wall, continuing to tear her clothes off. The sound of the torn fabric was filled with desperate sadness.
Mu Xin resisted at first, but he was so strong and determined that his clothes soon fell to the ground.
She finally gave up resisting, closed her eyes and turned away.
"If you want, come on, but you'd better hurry up. I have something else to do later." She said coldly.
Fu Zichen hugged her waist from behind, kissed her earlobe, turned her face, and kissed away her tears.
He really missed this woman who had driven him crazy, but now, he wanted more than just her body. He wanted to prove something...
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