Chapter 106 I Want You, Really
Fang Li was not unaware of the ambiguity that had been surging between the two of them these days.
She said this not because she wanted to escape, but because she really felt that... it was too fast.
They were clearly just a couple on the surface with no emotional foundation, but when did things gradually go astray? The man became less and less willing to hide his desires, and she was seduced by him again and again.
Han Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand that was pinching her chin did not loosen. His thumb gently stroked the corner of her lips, "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"
Fang Li felt her tailbone tingle from his deep gaze, and she looked at him with wide eyes in panic: "Han Xi..."
"I like you, very much." This should have been a sentence that made people blush and their hearts beat faster, but Han Xi said it with the calmest expression.
Seeing Fang Li staring at him blankly, he tightened his grip on her chin, pursed his lips, and continued with a gloomy look, "I want you, very much."
"......." Fang Li's heart was trembling, faster and faster, like magma about to erupt, surging with high temperature and ready to go.
"Ali, I know it's a little difficult for you to accept me right now, but we are husband and wife. No matter what our original intention was, this result will never change."
"As a couple, we will eventually be able to be honest with each other. Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"
"......" Fang Li looked slightly surprised.
Han Xi looked at her deeply, with desire and obsession that were difficult to detect in his eyes, and love and possessiveness appearing and disappearing from time to time.
Seeing Fang Li's cold eyes tremble slightly, he frowned, lowered his head slightly, and touched her forehead, saying in a hoarse voice: "I don't know how much longer I can endure it, Ah Li, I hope you won't be too cruel."
The warm lips were sometimes close to the corner of the lips, sometimes lightly touching and sometimes lightly pecking.
Fang Li felt that her body and soul were trembling, and her body seemed to be hit by an unknown electric current, becoming softer and softer with the man's movements.
"Han Xi...don't be like this..." Fang Li couldn't stand it anymore. She gasped slightly and turned her face slightly to the side.
Han Xi paused in kissing her, and stared at Fang Li with forbearing eyes filled with coldness.
Fang Li hunched her shoulders, two blushes spread across her face, her eyelashes trembled rapidly, and her lips were bright red and shiny. "Give me a little time, please."
Han Xi suppressed the heat surging in his heart and locked her still.
Fang Li bit her lip and said, "I won't let you wait too long. I... I'm just... just a little scared..."
Han Xi subconsciously thought of her and Song Yuchen, thinking that they had some unpleasant memories between them. Her eyes sank and her cold, thin lips were tightly tightened.
He withdrew his hands, stood up, put them in his pockets, turned around and walked two steps towards the floor-to-ceiling window. He turned his back to Fang Li, raised his head and took a long breath.
Fang Li quickly sat down, straightened her ears and temples which were not messy at all, straightened her back and forced herself to fix her eyes on the computer screen in front of her.
Han Xi calmed down and looked back at Fang Li.
Feeling the gaze of your man, Fang Li quickly buried her face in front of the computer, staring intently with her eyes.
Han Xi sighed, raised his foot, said nothing, and walked out of the study with a cold face.
The door slammed shut. Fang Li looked expressionless but her heart trembled. She stared at the screen for a long time and found that she could only see a bright white light. She couldn't read any of the words on it. She immediately moved closer to the chair in a dejected manner, tilted her head back and stared blankly at the ceiling above her head.
Han Xi slammed the door and went downstairs, just in time to meet Meng Yuan who was carrying a medicine box and preparing to go upstairs to find Fang Li.
"...Mr. Han."
This time, Han Xi didn't even look at her. He strode out of the main gate of the house. Soon, the sound of a car engine gradually came from the distance.
Meng Yuanli stood on the stairs holding the handrail, looking at the car lights disappearing outside the window, pursed her red lips and turned to look upstairs.
Is it her illusion?
Why did Mr. Han look unhappy just now?
Could it be...
Her eyes flickered and she walked upstairs.
......night.
It was already past nine o'clock when Han Xi came back.
He walked in with a slight smell of alcohol on his body, but there was no sign of drunkenness on his face.
At that time, Fang Li had already taken a shower and was lying on the bed.
Han Xi changed his shoes and went straight up to the second floor towards the master bedroom. He pressed the door handle twice but found that it was locked.
The depression that I had finally suppressed suddenly surged up again.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door lightly.
Fang Li was sending a message to Ji Tiantian, arranging tomorrow's work. When she heard the voice, her typing hand stopped immediately.
Her cold eyes looked towards the door, and as the knock on the door sounded again, a man's voice came through the door panel: "Ali, open the door."
"......" Fang Li held her breath and did not move.
After a while, the knocking stopped and there was no movement outside.
Fang Li raised her lips, a hint of pride in her eyes, and changed to a more comfortable position, half lying on the bed to continue recovering the messages.
Outside the door, Han Xi knocked but no one answered, so he simply went back to his room.
He planned to take a shower to get rid of the smell of alcohol first, and then take the spare key to give the complacent woman in the room a 'surprise'.
After entering the room, Han Xi unbuttoned his clothes and went into the bathroom.
Soon, the sound of water running in the bathroom was heard.
At the corner downstairs, no one noticed that a slender shadow was standing in the darkness of the corner.
She heard everything that happened upstairs just now.
No wonder Mr. Han looked unhappy when he left in the evening and came back drunk so late.
It turns out that they are just a couple in name only, and they even sleep in separate rooms in private.
This discovery made the flames surging in Meng Yuan's heart grow stronger and stronger, gradually threatening to burst out of her throat.
She stroked her wildly beating chest and looked up at the second floor which was illuminated by a halo of light. Her eyes darkened a little bit, revealing some crazy thoughts.
Han Xi was washing when he heard noise coming from the door outside.
The hand that was rubbing his hair moved slightly, and when he tilted his ear, he heard a series of deliberately suppressed soft footsteps. The image of a woman sneaking around and trying to play a prank instantly appeared in his mind.
He curled his lips and pretended not to hear and ignored it.
He washed himself slowly and methodically until he was clean, then he grabbed the bathrobe beside him, wrapped it up and went out.
The corners of Han Xi's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly when he opened the door, but they tensed up in the next second.
Opposite the bathroom was Pengruan's large bed, on which sat a woman. However, she was not the beautiful figure he had expected, but Meng Yuan.
Meng Yuan sat on the edge of the bed with her long legs slightly bent, wearing only a flesh-pink lace nightgown. One arm was gently wrapped around her waist, holding the other arm. Her body was slightly tilted so that anyone coming out of the bathroom could see her proud curves at a glance.
The thin lace dress she was wearing was both transparent and form-fitting, and the way she was deliberately holding up her breasts...was subtly alluring.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
