Chapter 22 Fang Yu, you dare to drug me
Zhao Xinlan was frightened by Fu Beicheng's eyes and trembled, and crawled away. The people outside looked at her, seeing through everything, but no one said anything.
Fang Yu just turned his head to glance, then lowered his head and continued doing his own thing.
Suddenly Zhang Sen rushed into Fu Beicheng's office.
When he turned his head, he met Zhao Xinlan's hostile face. Her eyes were very complicated. Fang Yu didn't understand what he had done to offend her again.
Zhang Sen left the office and walked up to Fang Yu. "The president asked you to come in."
Fang Yu was stunned and didn't want to do anything, but she still got up and walked towards the office. When she entered, she found Fu Beicheng sitting on the sofa, with sweat oozing from his face, his collar slightly disheveled, and his breathing heavy, looking very uncomfortable.
Fang Yu asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"
Fu Beicheng looked at her and realized that his eyes were not right either. He said in a low voice, "Why are you pretending? You ask questions when you already know the answer?"
Fang Yu didn't know what he meant. She reached out her hand to touch his forehead, and her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Before she could react, she was pulled into his arms, sitting astride his legs, and the hand on her waist was like a pair of pliers.
Fang Yu subconsciously put her hand on his chest, but accidentally touched his hot skin. Fu Beicheng's body trembled and his eyes darkened.
Fang Yu realized belatedly that something was wrong with him. Her face flushed as she pressed against his hot, hard body. She asked again, "What's going on with you?"
Fu Beicheng moved closer to her, his breathing becoming more rapid. "Fang Yu, you're such a good pretender. You say no, but you long for me to get close to you, don't you?"
Fang Yu's whole body froze as he looked at the face so close to him. What he had hidden deep in his heart was revealed so easily in front of him. He felt extremely embarrassed and his voice trembled slightly.
"You're trying to humiliate me again."
Fu Beicheng paused for a moment and lifted her chin. "You're pretending to be innocent. Didn't you say you don't care about me?"
Fang Yu didn't say anything. Fu Beicheng suppressed his inner desire and lifted her chin. "Speak."
Fang Yu's eyes gradually turned red. "Fu Beicheng, you're so annoying, but if you're even slightly nice to me, I'll fall for you without hesitation. I really hate myself for being like this, but I can't do anything about it."
Fu Beicheng's thin lips curled slightly, "Fang Yu, just be your wife Fu and don't think about anything else, okay?"
Fang Yu didn't say anything. Fu Beicheng's body was getting hotter and hotter, and he couldn't help but move closer to her.
Fang Yu felt his body getting more and more... Fu Beicheng leaned close to her ear and said in a low voice, with an indistinguishable emotion, "This is all your fault. It's your turn to solve this, isn't it?"
Fang Yu was stunned, his eyes fell on the cup of coffee, and then he reacted and said quickly, "No, I don't have it."
"What you want to tell me is that I can satisfy you. Are you taking revenge on me by doing this?" Fu Beicheng said as he bit her hard on the ear.
Fang Yu's hair stood on end. He knew what was going to happen next and was a little scared. "No, don't..."
Before she could finish her words, Fu Beicheng lowered his head and blocked her lips like a wild beast. Fang Yu could not withstand such a passionate kiss and almost fainted.
Fu Beicheng picked her up and kissed her as they walked towards the room at the back of the office. Fang Yu subconsciously hooked her arms around his neck.
She was kissed so hard that her whole body became limp and soft. Before she could react, Fu Beicheng had already pressed her down on the bed, his hand sliding into her collar. Fang Yu begged in a low voice, whispering between her lips, "Fu Beicheng, don't."
The man on Fu's body was not going to listen to her at all. His body was like a branding iron. Fang Yu gritted her teeth and bit his lips hard.
Fu Beicheng let go of her slightly. "You're playing hard to get again, Fang Yu. You can play hard to get, but there has to be a limit."
"No, I'm not feeling well."
Fu Beicheng frowned, breathing heavily, "Did you come?"
Before Fang Yu could speak, he checked it with his own hands. The next moment, his face turned cold, and he lowered his head and kissed her lips again, "Continue."
Fu Beicheng himself admired his own self-control, as he could still talk nonsense with her at this time.
Fang Yu wanted to say something, but his words were all blocked.
Fang Yu struggled frantically, but in Fu Beicheng's eyes, he was like an eagle catching a chick, and he easily grabbed her moving hands.
Fang Yu's voice was filled with tears. "No, my child!" she cried. "Fu Beicheng, if you don't want me, I will hate you."
Her body felt cold, and her dress was torn open by the man. Fu Beicheng could no longer hear Fang Yu's pleas and cries, and only kept asking for more.
Fang Yu scratched and clawed, sobbing softly, tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes, and finally her voice became intermittent. She passed out when she was tired of crying. When she woke up again, she found that the man was still tormenting her, and she felt heartbroken.
What would happen if Fu Beicheng knew that he had killed his own child with his own hands? Would he feel a little guilty? No, he already has a child and would not care about her child.
Thinking of this, Fang Yu raised his hand and slapped him, "Asshole!"
"Ah...Fu Beicheng, I hate you!"
Fu Beicheng was stunned by the beating, and then he tortured her in revenge, lowering his head to block her chattering lips, and took her to make love with him day and night.
Fang Yu woke up again and found herself still sleeping in Fu Beicheng's office room. She turned around and saw Fu Beicheng sleeping soundly.
Fang Yujing sat up in shock, her body aching as if it had been run over by a car. There was no place on her body that felt good. She covered her stomach with her hands and hurriedly looked for clothes to put on. Then she remembered that her clothes had been torn to pieces by him. Fang Yu was extremely anxious.
At this moment, a hand reached out from behind and held her in his arms, "Don't move."
Fang Yu bit his hand fiercely. Fu Beicheng groaned, opened his satisfied eyes, and warned, "Behave yourself."
Fang Yu took her hand away and got out of bed, anxious to the point of crying. She picked up the torn dress and took a look at it. It was no longer wearable.
But Fu Beicheng didn't have any of her clothes. Fang Yu walked to Fu Beicheng's closet and began to look through his clothes. One of his pants could fit between her legs. Fang Yu put on Fu Beicheng's pants and then took out a shirt and put them on.
Fu Beicheng watched her struggle for a while. The little woman wearing her clothes looked like a child secretly wearing adult clothes. It looked a little funny. He asked in a faint voice, "It's twelve o'clock in the evening. Where are you going? Are you hungry?"
Fang Yu didn't even raise his head. "None of your business."
Fang Yu was holding up her pants and was about to cry.
"It's twelve o'clock in the evening, let's order takeout." Fu Beicheng said gently with rare ease.
Fang Yu didn't answer him. She just picked up her phone and walked out. If anything happened to her baby, she would never forgive him in her life.
Before Fang Yu even left the room, she was carried back. Fu Beicheng confined her to the bed and said, "Why are you making such a fuss so late at night? If you hadn't drugged me, I wouldn't be able to do this."
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