Chapter 81 It’s good to go crazy with a license
A bloody smell penetrated his nose, and the blood from his neck seeped into Lu Shiyu's white shirt and then spread to his mouth.
Fu Mingshuang loosened his teeth.
She lowered her head, not wanting Lu Shiyu to see her embarrassment. She first wiped away the tears on her face, then the blood stains on her lips.
But Lu Shiyu pinched her chin and forced her to look up. Tears were still hidden in her red eyes, and she stubbornly refused to let them fall, as if crying in front of him was a very shameful thing.
Lu Shiyu's eyes fell on her bright lips, which were stained with his own blood. He lowered his head, pressed his lips against hers, and sucked the blood from her mouth slowly and gently, as if he just wanted to clean her.
Then he gently pried it open with the tip of his tongue and licked the blood stains on the teeth bit by bit... The smell of blood stirred his emotions, making it increasingly difficult to control himself, and he just wanted to go deeper and take more.
Fu Mingshuang let him kiss her and let him press her down on the bed again. The hem of her skirt had been rolled up to her waist, revealing her beauty below, with only a thin piece of cloth left.
But Lu Shiyu left her soft lips, pushed his hand onto the bed, and pulled the bite mark on her neck.
Beautiful eyebrows twisted together.
"Does it hurt?" Fu Mingshuang asked him.
Lu Shiyu did not answer, but just returned his gaze to the scratches on her body.
"Doesn't it hurt?" He also asked her. This was not the first time he asked her.
But with every answer he gave before, Lu Shiyu couldn't tell how much of it was true or false.
Why do you always get yourself hurt when you are such a person who is afraid of pain?
"It hurts... but I have to make a cut to release the collusion. If it's not here, then I have to find another place. It hurts so much here that I dare not touch other places."
This time, she was still smiling, but there were tears in her eyes.
Lu Shiyu's eyes darkened, and his fingertips rubbed back and forth along the edge of the bloody flesh, just the edge, not daring to touch her wound easily.
"You want it to hurt, don't you?" he murmured, then buried his head in it and gently kissed the scar.
"Hiss..." Even though that piece of soft flesh was covered with dense marks, it was still very sensitive.
Lu Shiyu's intimate gesture made Fu Mingshuang tremble all over. She instinctively shrank back, but he held her down with one hand.
He looked up and stared at her, his eyes confused: "Quit it, come to me when you want to feel pain."
"What do I want you for?"
"Let's try another method."
"What method?"
With a "click", Lu Shiyu held her down with one hand and unbuckled his belt with the other hand. He then slowly pulled it out and threw it on the ground.
The intention was obvious. If Fu Mingshuang asked again, he would be pretending to be stupid.
She lowered her eyes to look at Lu Shiyu. His posture was extremely ambiguous, and the area he kissed brought a constant strange feeling to her body.
"Lu Shiyu..."
"Um?"
"Do you dare to kiss me a little more?"
Lu Shiyu's eyes froze, but there was a surging emotion hidden in his eyes.
He didn't respond, but simply pulled off the cloth and lowered his head again... Fu Mingshuang's fingers reached into his hair, tangling and pulling...
"It doesn't hurt enough..." she moaned.
"Okay." Lu Shiyu said solemnly, then endured the pain in his neck, crawled up, pulled open her already low collar, lifted her long hair, and bit and sucked his own name.
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After rubbing it repeatedly, it soon turned red.
"It's not enough..."
"Okay." He responded to her briefly, then turned her over.
"Ding-ling-ling..." she cried softly.
"Is it painful enough?"
"continue."
The sound of the bells became more and more obvious. "Ding-ling-ling..."
Fu Mingshuang buried her face in the pillow, and soon a burst of faint crying sounds came from the pillow.
***
Fu Mingshuang finally curled up quietly in Lu Shiyu's arms, her pillow soaked. Her makeup had long since faded, leaving her like a disheveled doll.
"Are you feeling better?" Lu Shiyu hugged her from behind and tucked her hair, which was stained with tears and sweat, behind her ears.
"Yeah." Fu Mingshuang responded numbly.
"So, are you willing to tell me the truth now?"
The person in his arms froze and didn't say a word, so Lu Shiyu spoke for her.
"Fu Zhenchuan shamelessly came to my mother, but she kicked him out. Not only did she call to humiliate you, but Fu Zhenchuan also refused to delete your file because of this incident. He even asked for more..."
"Hmm..." Fu Mingshuang started, but continued with what Lu Shiyu had said:
"He wanted me to continue seducing you. He said that if he succeeded once, he could succeed a second time. He wanted you to become his lackey. As long as you wholeheartedly help him, he would overturn my record of mental illness in the name of my guardian."
"In that case, why don't you marry me?"
Fu Mingshuang sat up from his arms, picked up the clothes that fell on the ground, and put them on one by one.
When the hem of the skirt is lowered, it completely hides all traces inside, and no one can see them. It is like wearing a mask made of iron sheets, indestructible and unbreakable.
A cynical smile returned to Fu Mingshuang's face, and she was completely different from the person she was just now.
She caressed Lu Shiyu's smooth jawline frivolously, and said with a curled lip corner:
"My dear, this place is too dirty. How can I drag you into this mess? Let's not get married, okay?"
Lu Shiyu grabbed her wrist with such force that it hurt Fu Mingshuang a little. "Muddy water? When have you ever felt sorry for me? You didn't say that before."
When he was still living a stagnant life day after day, who came in so unreasonably?
Who said that he couldn't stand me walking on the road of prosperity and wanted to pull me down from the altar?
Who was it that kept pestering me, saying he wanted to tear me apart, make me dirty?
She had clearly said before that hell was dark and that she wanted to drag herself into hell to accompany her.
But she only said now: No, don't come in, it's dirty here.
Fu Mingshuang pulled her hand away with a cold look in her eyes, but turned around and laughed: "Fu Zhenchuan can turn his face and disown me, I am a woman, very fickle, why can't I?"
She was about to leave, but Lu Shiyu stopped her and said, "Explain your thoughts to me clearly before you leave."
"I've said what I need to say. Anything more would just be talking about your cheap skills..."
During the struggle, Fu Mingshuang accidentally knocked the ring on the low cabinet to the ground.
There was a sharp "clang" sound.
While Fu Mingshuang was still staring at the ring in a daze, Lu Shiyu threw her back onto the bed and then restrained her again.
"Fu Mingshuang, don't make me angry." Her usually cool amber eyes turned darker. "You were the one who insisted on getting married. Now you have no say."
Fu Mingshuang was a little annoyed and tried to push Lu Shiyu away, but he moved closer: "What? Do you want to be Fu Zhenchuan's running dog?"
"Whether I am the one or not is my business, you don't have to worry about it."
"But I'm tired. I've discovered that resistance is futile. I've accepted my fate. I'm mentally ill, so I'm mentally ill. It's good to be crazy with a license."
"If you go crazy, what do you want to do? Find a man?"
"Yeah, just like just now."
"Since we're looking for one anyway, am I not a man?" Lu Shiyu was not like Fu Mingshuang. Before he had time to put on his clothes, Fu Mingshuang took a subconscious look at him.
Lu Shiyu's fingertips brushed across Fu Mingshuang's collar, revealing a corner of the tattoo.
"What you have engraved here is my name. Which man do you want to show it to?"
Fu Mingshuang angrily knocked his hand down and turned her head away: "Lu Shiyu, I've already let you go, why did you still step in?"
Lu Shiyu seemed not to hear her words and continued to talk to himself, "Didn't you say before that marriage is dispensable to you?"
Fu Mingshuang was stunned for a moment. Lu Shiyu continued:
"In that case, then accompany me to finish this scene first, otherwise I will be embarrassed."
Fu Mingshuang was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Okay, it doesn't matter, let's get married. I will be there on June 30th."
She pushed Lu Shiyu away and left the room.
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