Chapter 68 When You Marry Me
When he opened the elevator door, Lu Shiyu saw Fu Mingshuang squatting at the door of her house, with her skirt dragging on the ground. She didn't care at all, just puffing smoke leisurely.
"You're here after all." Fu Mingshuang turned her head to look at Lu Shiyu, smiled, and put out the cigarette.
"I'm just going home."
Tsk, still being stubborn.
Fu Mingshuang felt disdainful in her heart, but didn't say it out loud, and followed Lu Shiyu into the house.
"Why don't you stay in a hotel?"
After entering the room, before Lu Shiyu could turn on the light, Fu Mingshuang put her arms around his neck as soon as she turned around: "I'm looking for an excuse to seduce you."
The fragrance of flowers brushed against his face, and Lu Shiyu pulled her arm down expressionlessly.
His palm held her wrist, smooth and slender, with nothing on it.
"Fu Mingshuang, be quiet. If you touch me again, I'll kick you out."
Lu Shiyu flicked on the light, illuminating the room. Many disturbing or unruly thoughts would only spread freely in the darkness, but would dissipate when exposed to light.
But that was Lu Shiyu herself, not Fu Mingshuang. Frankly speaking, whether the lights were on or not didn't affect her madness, or rather, her performance.
So, when Lu Shiyu came out of the shower, he saw Fu Mingshuang sitting on his bed, looking at him with a sweet smile.
"Fu Mingshuang." Lu Shiyu's tone was filled with dissatisfaction.
Fu Mingshuang was still smiling, her smile brighter than a flower: "What are you doing? I didn't touch you."
"This is my room, my bed. If you want to sleep, you can sleep on the sofa in the living room. I won't be gentle with you."
"I know..." Fu Mingshuang smiled even wider, "When you pressed me against the sink last time, I knew you weren't the kind of person who would be gentle with women."
Lu Shiyu's face turned red and white, and his brows knitted tightly together: "Then why don't you go out when you know about this?"
"We still have some unfinished business. I'll leave when we're done."
"What's the matter?" Lu Shiyu asked subconsciously, and he regretted it right after he asked. He was now very familiar with Fu Mingshuang's character. He shouldn't have handed her a pole and given her the opportunity to climb up the pole.
really……
"Let's do what we didn't finish in the car that night." Fu Mingshuang stood up and approached him, smelling the clean and refreshing scent of shower gel on his body.
She reached her hand into Lu Shiyu's collar, touched his collarbone, then grabbed the edge of his collar and pulled him back, wanting to fall on the bed with him.
But Lu Shiyu didn't move at all.
Instead, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, slowly increasing the strength in his grip.
"Fu Mingshuang, you've met me, you can leave now."
"It hurts~ Lu Shiyu, you hurt me!" Fu Mingshuang's delicate face wrinkled together, and her voice was coquettish.
Lu Shiyu was startled and immediately let go of his hand.
She said the same thing that time.
Under himself, cursing himself.
But that time, he really couldn't make himself stop.
"Lu Shiyu, are you angry?" Fu Mingshuang's voice brought his wandering thoughts back.
"No." Lu Shiyu looked at her sullenly, "What should I be angry about?"
"Are you looking for this?" Fu Mingshuang sat back on the bed, then raised her foot and stretched it towards Lu Shiyu.
The long skirt was made of thin and silky fabric. As her feet were raised, it slipped slightly from her ankles, revealing a part of her body.
Around her ankle, she wore a thin chain with a bell strung on it.
Lu Shiyu was stunned. After a while, he met Fu Mingshuang's playful eyes again.
She leaned her hands back on the bed, resting her toes on Lu Shiyu's abdominal muscles, and said slowly:
"Lu Shiyu, actually you really don't understand me. I feel so wronged~" After saying that, he laughed at himself, as if he was just telling a joke.
Lu Shiyu grabbed her ankle and wanted to move it away, but his body couldn't help but move forward and get closer to Fu Mingshuang.
As the distance between the two of them shortened, Lu Shiyu naturally lifted his feet higher.
The light fabric brushed against the silky skin, sliding down like a fig leaf, being lifted bit by bit until there was no more room for retreat and the fabric got stuck in the depression.
The long and thin scar was exposed to Lu Shiyu's sight again.
The long, thin, fragmented marks had faded considerably, some were the deep red of the past few days, and some were even... perhaps the light red of today...
"When will you stop?" Lu Shiyu's voice began to become low.
Fu Mingshuang knew he was referring to the scars from self-abuse, so she smiled indifferently: "When you married me."
"I can't marry your Fu Mingshuang."
"Then do it first. My dad said that as long as I do it well, there is no man I can't get."
Fu Mingshuang freed one hand and rubbed her short hair, which had been dyed white:
"So, Lu Shiyu, you can't not even give me a chance. Let's finish it first?"
Since kissing can make him addicted, why not sex?
Hadn't he already tried? Having fallen from the altar, how could he just climb back up? It would be better to stay in the abyss. Fu Mingshuang couldn't get out anyway, so having someone to keep her company was a plus.
Fu Mingshuang gently stroked her scars. The pale pink marks made her feel as if she was bitten by an ant.
And this action was completely caught in the corner of Lu Shiyu's eyes.
"Ayu, will you feel sorry for me? It hurts so much when these lines are cut on me. If this continues, there won't be a single piece of intact flesh left here."
Lu Shiyu's eyes darkened gradually. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "Then my feelings towards you don't hurt me?"
"It hurts, so this time, you have to be gentle, otherwise, I will bite you like last time." Fu Mingshuang pulled open his collar before he could react.
You don't need to use much force, just pull it apart slightly and your teeth marks will be revealed.
On weekdays, Lu Shiyu likes to wear a shirt with the top button buttoned up, and the turned-up collar can easily hide the traces left by Fu Mingshuang.
But now, after taking a shower, Lu Shiyu was wearing a loose home outfit, and the marks on the neck could be easily seen.
The wound on the neck has healed, but the mark has not faded after so long.
"So you have a scar-prone constitution. Once you get a scratch, it won't heal, right? How interesting."
Lu Shiyu didn't respond, just staring at her. The two of them were stuck there, neither attacking nor defending, as if they were frozen in place.
Fu Mingshuang's heart sank...
She knew he was struggling again.
A good kid like him who has been doing well in school since childhood usually has strong concentration and good self-control. If this goes on, his "reason" will jump out and drive away the "lust" villain.
Can't let him stop.
Now that a hole has been opened, it should be completed in one go.
"Do you want me or not?"
"I'm engaged."
"I just asked if you wanted to."
"In no mood."
"Sure?"
Fu Mingshuang straightened his body, reached behind him with one hand, touched the shoulder strap around his neck, and pulled it to loosen it.
The two pieces of fabric slid down from the shoulders on both sides and fell to the waist.
A few black strokes penetrated Lu Shiyu's retina and rushed through his entire body along his nerves.
LSY
A tattoo with a sense of design was tattooed on the place where Fu Mingshuang's heart should be.
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