Chapter 444 Where Are You Wrong?
"Aliang," Fu Zheng said helplessly, "I really know I was wrong."
"So where did you go wrong?"
"I shouldn't have taken the initiative to act with Chu Siyi and cut off ties with you. I should have communicated with you and respected your choice."
Wen Liang sneered, "Since you know everything, why would you choose to do that?"
"Aliang, I can't risk your safety."
"Then you can tell me the truth. Just like you sent Grandma and Fanfan abroad, you can arrange for me. I'm not unreasonable and I'm not trying to hold you back. After all, Fu Zheng, you still don't trust me. When we were at F City Hospital, I kept clinging to you, so you were afraid that I wouldn't leave and become a burden to you. You were afraid that I would ruin your plan..."
"Aliang," Fu Zheng interrupted her, holding her shoulders with both hands, looking into her eyes seriously, and said earnestly, "I have never thought of it this way. You have never been a burden to me, but the one I have always sincerely protected."
"You sincerely protect me, but you refuse to respect me..."
Fu Zheng was really scared of her, "Aliang, I was really wrong, I will never do this again."
"Do you really know you're wrong?" Wen Liang looked up at him.
"Um."
"If anything happens next time, please tell me."
"Um."
"Why am I so unconvinced?"
Fu Zheng: "..."
"I can swear to it."
"There's no need to swear an oath; it won't have any effect. It all depends on your own conscience."
Wen Liang lowered his eyes, "Fu Zheng, I know you are doing this for my own good. I tell you this just to let you know that what you think is for my own good is not actually what I want."
"Do you know how I felt when I saw you and Chu Siyi together at the company that day? I wanted to die at that time. I was thinking, I've been deceived by you again. If only I had a knife in my hand, I could stab you to death and then commit suicide."
"After leaving Fu's, I went to the riverside. Suddenly, for a moment, I really wanted to jump..."
"Aliang."
Fu Zheng's voice was hoarse. He hugged her tightly and buried his head in her neck. "I'm sorry. I was really wrong."
He only wanted to avoid involving her, but ignored the psychological harm that doing so would cause her.
She once almost suffered from depression.
He couldn't imagine what would happen to him if she really jumped.
Wen Liang looked at his shoulder and continued, "But I held back. My life was bought by my father with his own death. How could I end it so easily? After coming to Philadelphia, I had to keep myself full so that I wouldn't think about what happened that day. Fu Zheng, I would rather be implicated by you and stay in the detention center with you."
Fu Zheng felt sad for a moment, then smiled, stroked her cheek, and said softly, "What if I can't get out? Will you squat in there with me?"
"But you were prepared and came out, weren't you?"
"Okay, I get it. It turns out Aliang loves me so much that he's willing to go to jail with me."
"Don't talk nonsense. Did you remember everything I just said to you?"
Fu Zheng curled his lips, a smile in his eyes, "Remember, I will discuss anything with you in the future."
The word love had never been spoken between them.
He knew that Wen Liang had someone he liked before.
The reason they have the current result is because he insisted on it.
But he said that just now, and she didn't deny it. Does that mean that she really fell in love with him?
Fu Zheng's eyes darkened for a moment, his heart thumped twice, and waves surged, as if something was breaking out of the ground and trying to get out of his heart.
The unremitting efforts finally paid off.
He couldn't describe his mood, but he was very happy and excited.
Suddenly feeling something pressing against him, Wen Liang looked down and said in surprise, "Fu Zheng, you..."
"Aliang, I can't help myself."
Fu Zheng murmured, his left hand around her waist, and his right hand naturally slid into her hair, holding the back of her head, and lowered his head to kiss her cherry lips.
Wen Liang wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.
His kiss was gentle and restrained, tracing and sucking from her lips.
Inch by inch, it was like slowly unwrapping a long-awaited precious gift, igniting the desire in every corner of Wenliang's heart during the exploration.
Wen Liang's army was quickly defeated.
The man forcefully and greedily grabbed the sweet saliva from Wenliang's mouth, holding her warm and soft body in his arms, and his big hands easily moved to her sensitive parts to stimulate them.
Wen Liang's breathing became heavier and heavier, and Fu Zheng's passionate kiss successfully aroused her desire.
He took a step back, leaned his back against the door and kissed her.
A layer of mist appeared in front of the girl's eyes, her cheeks were burning, and her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand.
Wen Liang was half pushed and half carried by Fu Zheng as she walked inside. The zipper on the back of her dress was already open, hanging loosely on her shoulders.
The bedroom was right next door, but Fu Zheng didn't have the patience to walk over and simply pushed the person down on the sofa in the living room.
There was a storm between his lips and teeth, and Fu Zheng took off her skirt and threw it away.
Wenliang is like a boiled egg that has just been peeled and taken out of the pot, tender and white all over.
After being away for a long time, Fu Zheng became impatient and held the meat in his mouth like a wolf cub.
Wen Liang closed his eyes and breathed heavily.
An electric current ran through my body, causing numbness, soreness, swelling, and a comfortable warm and cool feeling on my scalp.
Suddenly, Wen Liang felt a slight tingling sensation in his abdomen, as if ants were gnawing at him.
She didn't care, and pushed the chest with her slender arms, humming softly, "Be gentle..."
The voice is soft and delicate, like a cat's meow.
Fu Zheng hummed softly, his jaw tense, beads of sweat gathering on his forehead and dripping down his cheeks.
This joyful event lasted until the evening.
Dazzling golden light poured in through the window, covering the entire room with a golden veil.
Wen Liang lay powerlessly on the sofa, closing his eyes and breathing heavily, the aftereffects of the exhaustion still not over.
Although Fu Zheng admitted his mistake, how could he not be angry after being deceived by Wen Liang for so many days?
He knew he was in the wrong, so he could only seek justice in bed and try every possible means to make her call him husband.
Thinking of his methods, the blush on Wen Liang's face spread to his ears.
In the past, she rarely called him husband.
Now, he somehow cared about this title.
Suddenly, Wen Liang heard a rustling sound.
She opened her eyes and looked over, only to see Fu Zheng fiddling with her camera. She was horrified and frantically covered her vital parts, "Don't take pictures!"
"Let's go together?" Fu Zheng came over with a camera and sat down on the sofa.
"Not even together!"
Wen Liang firmly refused, grabbed the skirt draped over the back of the sofa, put it on, and kicked him lightly, "Go put on your clothes."
It's really disgusting to see him wandering around without clothes on.
"OK."
Fu Zheng smiled and put the camera on the table. "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll have someone send over some clothes and some food."
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