Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Conscience suggestion
The moment Zhao Fushuang was hugged into Yi Huang's arms, she was stunned, and hot emotions surged up instantly.

Her heart trembled, and she slowly stretched her hand towards his waist.

But just when she was about to touch his waist, she stopped and withdrew her hand for a long time.

He hugged her fiercely, and in his arms, Zhao Fushuang snorted, "Oh, it hurts."

Yi Huang paused, regained his sanity, and said in a hoarse voice, "Stomach hurts?"

Zhao Fushuang was annoyed: "Otherwise, where does it hurt?"

She tried her best to cover her belly with her hands, but she didn't push him away.

"Sorry!" Yi Huang stood up and helped her up.

Looking at his scorching eyes, Zhao Fu frowned slightly.

There seems to be something wrong with him.

Zhao Fushuang, "Yi Huang, do you really want me?"

It may be because he really crushed her. Yi Huang saw the corners of her eyes and brows were flushed, and when he glanced at her, his mood was churning again. After a long time, he looked away and got up, standing in front of the bamboo window, and said in a deep voice: "... think!"

Although the two of them have taken a step forward now, he has no intention of touching her in a short time.

They didn't talk about his thoughts that he hadn't withdrawn, but he needed to give an explanation for the fact that he married her to make Banqing give up.

He didn't think that Zhao Fushuang would ignore this matter, on the contrary, he even concluded that this matter would set off a huge wave in Zhao Fushuang, even a huge wave that was difficult to coax.

Now that he has taken this step, he will not retreat easily, nor will he let her retreat.

He needs to organize his wording and find the right opportunity to tell.

Although he didn't know what made Zhao Fushuang finally accept him, he knew that Zhao Fushuang also had reservations.

Even, she didn't intend to have a relationship with him in a short time.

This desire was raging and uncontrollable. If he hadn't been with her for a few years, he was afraid that he would suspect that she had manipulated him again.

Seeing Yi Huang standing tall and straight by the window, Zhao Fushuang had already lost her blushing and beating heart.

To be honest, when he hugged her, she was also fainted for a moment, and she wanted to go further.

But after thinking about it, she woke up.

It is said that Yi Huang, who lacks the seven emotions and six desires, has been abstinent for thousands of years, and has no love for her, will become difficult to control his desire because of the further relationship between the two?
She doesn't believe it!
So, what made him lose control? !
It must not be only her reason that can make a person go from having no desires to being full of desires!

Zhao Fushuang paused for a moment and said, "Do you only have thoughts about me, or do you also have thoughts about others?"

Yi Huang's voice was still hoarse, "I have never met other women except you."

Zhao Fu raised her eyebrows: "Men are lustful, and you still need to touch them personally? Look at the long-sleeved and dancing Princess Yuelai, the charming Xiaowu in red, and the fragile and sensitive Yuehua. You don't have any of them?"

Who does she think he is? !
"no!"

When he said this, Yi Huang's voice was obviously displeased.

Why is this still angry: "Ask the last question?"

If such a thing happened to other girls, even if they were not shy to dodge, they should avoid talking about it. Fortunately, she was in the mood to tease him!
"Ask." Yi Huang's voice sounded like gnashing of teeth.

"Then I really asked."

"..."

"Do you have any interest in cloud and half clear?"

Yi Huang: "...!"

Sure enough, he shouldn't have let her ask!

Yi Huang simply ignored her, Zhao Fu got up and came to his side and asked, "Is there any?"

Yi Huang rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "I haven't seen her for a thousand years, what do you want to ask?"

"When you guys do that, don't you always have an imaginary object?? Is Yun Banqing your main fantasy object?"

Yi Huang really didn't understand: "When?"

Do you have to explain?

Zhao Fu raised her eyebrows: "Self-blasphemy!"

Yi Huang: "...!"

Zhao Fushuang was innocent: "Just curious, let's talk about it."

How dare you tease him at this time!

Yi Huang wanted to strangle her to death.

"Tell me."

"What do you want to know?"

"I'm just curious about the reason for your sudden obsession. Don't say I'm so charming, I don't believe it."

Yi Huang sighed: "This desire is really strange."

However, "Zhao Fushuang, I liked others before you. It may be that she was seriously injured and dying in those years. I really didn't think about it. After marrying you, I didn't think about anyone except you. The kind of behavior you said I am currently I haven't tried it, so I can't answer you, and I can guarantee that as long as you are my wife for a day, I will only think about you, and I will accept your wild imaginations in the future!"

Okay, let's just say that he is more good at pleasing women, and this opening is on point.

Zhao Fu's ears were burning with embarrassment, but she was still in a good mood. Her eyes were tinged with a smile: "Ah, then I had many men before you, but after that you are the only one."

Even though he didn't have a comparison, he also knew that she was only strong in her words, but her actions were green, "Speaking without restraint."

Zhao Fu smiled: "Then I have sacrificed like this, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Did she think he was uncomfortable?
Was it coaxing him for a long time?
Something overflowed in Yi Huang's heart, and he lifted his hand to the back of her neck, and said in a gentle voice, "I'm not uncomfortable, I'm just thinking about it."

Zhao Fushuang lay on the window and laughed even harder: "Then if you feel uncomfortable, you can do it yourself. You are familiar with the second time, won't I teach you?"

With a dark face, he placed his hands on the back of her neck with more force: "Zhao Fushuang, you really need to clean up, right?"

Zhao Fu suppressed her laughter, took a step closer to him, and smiled until the two were side by side: "No, I suggest from conscience."

She stood side by side with him, and he could see her sly smile when he turned his head, clean and bright, and her neck was smooth and slender under his hands, as if he could end her life with a little effort.

As soon as this idea came out, her palm seemed to be scalded, she didn't dare to use force, and she couldn't bear to let go.

It took a lot of willpower before he let go of his hand, and said with a headache, "Stay away from me."

His voice was tossed by desire, and became muffled and hoarse again.

Zhao Fushuang couldn't believe it: "So serious? You won't be controlled by some obscene demon, right?"

Yi Huang ignored her.

As for being controlled, she also participated in it.

In fact, Zhao Fushuang was not good at playing yellow and accent, she had already blushed and sat back in the corner honestly.

Yi Huang also went back to the teleportation array to sit quietly, away from her.

Thinking of something for a moment, he asked, "Does the wound still hurt?"

Zhao Fushuang replied: "Well, you are so dead, it hurts me, and the wound is about to burst."

Yi Huang discussed: "...You should stop talking."

Over there, after Zhao Fu met the two, she grinned uncontrollably with her head smothered.

"..." Yi Huang slowly raised the corners of his lips, and his heart overflowed with emotion.

Zhao Fushuang fell asleep, Yi Huang healed her wound for an hour, and returned to the teleportation array to sit quietly.

For a moment, mana flowed through the fingertips, one of which was transmitted to the main peak, and the other formed a barrier for Zhao Fushuang.

(End of this chapter)