Love Hate Covenant

Chapter 92 Even if you feel uncomfortable for a while, you have to live well 2
All he had to do was to let her sink deeper and deeper until she couldn't extricate herself. This was what he really cared about!
"Asheng, can I look at this?" Jiang Ruixi came to Xu Fusheng with the photo album he saw somewhere, holding it in both hands. He has to go to school on weekdays, and it is rare for him to spend time with his father, Asheng, every day. Although the beginning was not good, he was very satisfied in the end.

"can."

Xu Fusheng was about to enter the room to change clothes.

On the other hand, Jiang Shaoting, who was still having a fever, was sitting on the sofa with a pensive expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

When the door was pushed open from the outside, Xu Fusheng had just taken off his sweater which was soaked by rain.

She clearly heard it, but she didn't look back. From Jiang Shaoting's point of view, her long hair covered most of her snowy back, and her waist was slender. Just one glance was enough to make all men's blood spurt, and it was impossible to restrain it.

"It's because you didn't lock the door." The villain complained first, but Xu Fusheng still didn't speak when he heard it.

What's the use of a lock? If he wants to get in, there are thousands of ways. Can a small door lock stop him?
He wanted to find a piece of clothing from the closet, although the sight behind him was hot, but Xu Fusheng just found a dry shirt with a calm expression.

"I've always wanted to ask you, what did you do behind?" Suddenly, Jiang Shaoting's voice sounded.

The skin of Xu Fusheng's whole body is very smooth and tender, only on the back of the waist near the buttocks, there is a scar, which is a scar that Jiang Shaoting is very familiar with. same.

"You mean here?" Xu Fusheng touched it subconsciously, because it was behind, and she couldn't always see it.

Jiang Shaoting walked over, and stroked his hot palm, Xu Fusheng's body stiffened, but he quickly forced himself not to mind the torture caused by Jiang Shaoting's hand, in fact... she is not like the opponent in his imagination He is immune.

Human hearts are not made of stone.

A person desperately makes you feel that you are unique to him, as a woman, how can she be indifferent?
"In prison..." Xu Fusheng's voice was a little numb when he mentioned these four words.

"When I first entered the prison, I didn't understand anything. If I offended others, I was..." She wanted to expose it lightly. She was too ignorant of the world. In fact, she didn't have the personality she has now, but she just experienced it. There are more, and you will know it slowly!
It was as if something had been stuffed in his throat, and the unevenness under his palm burned his hand like a soldering iron.

"Use hot water?" Jiang Shaoting knew how deep this pain was, like a nightmare, tortured over and over again.

"Well, it's actually nothing."

Xu Fusheng smiled. For herself, those five years were more like a transformation and growth.

Isn't she doing well now?At least she doesn't have to worry about starving to death, and she doesn't have such big ambitions. As long as she can find her mother and child, then she will be satisfied, really satisfied.

Just as she was thinking, delicate kisses fell continuously from the back of her neck.

Her health seemed to be getting worse.

If she really wanted to take revenge on some people for a certain period of time after she was released from prison, then now, she doesn't think about it anymore.

Xu Fusheng didn't want to waste his life on those useless intrigues, not even a second.

"Xu Fusheng, do you take me as a part-time worker?"

Jiang Shaoting's sarcastic mockery sounded, and Xu Fusheng smiled, as if he didn't care about his coldness.

Holding his face in both hands, her soft lips are close together, her eyes are tightly closed, and she tentatively traces the shape of his thin lips with the tip of her tongue.

"Didn't you regret it when you blurted out the word marriage?" He really thought that he couldn't see it?
She was pretending to be stupid because she wanted to give him a step down.

Jiang Shaoting was stunned, as if he didn't expect Xu Fusheng to mention this paragraph.

"What if I really want to marry you?" He hissed, his male voice was so close.

"I am Jiang Jingshu's uncle. If you marry me, you will be Jiang Jingshu and Yin Luli's aunt! Every day in the future, when they call you aunt, you are taking revenge. Could it be... Think about it this way ,Are you not happy?"

The positions of the two of them had been moved from the front of the closet to the back of the door, and neither of them had locked the door. As for Jiang Ruixi who was in the living room at this time, he didn't know when he would suddenly barge in. This was the most frightening thing.

"Not happy, not happy at all. I have wasted five years for Yin Luli, why should I waste my whole life for them?" Xu Fusheng answered very easily, she really thought so.

It is precisely because of this that she no longer wants to pursue those things five years ago.

If she wasn't Xu Fusheng, Jiang Shaoting might still hate iron for being weak, but at this moment, he only felt angry!
Why doesn't she want to care about it?Why doesn't she care?If she doesn't care and is not greedy, how can he... revenge her?

Xu Fusheng's icy body, which was drenched by rain, had already warmed up in the back and forth movement, she closed her eyes weakly, and buried her face in his arms, perhaps because of a change of environment, the musky scent on his body was naturally Woody instead.

Gently smell it, it smells good.

"Jiang Shaoting, no matter what you think in your heart, at least you can have a very peaceful time here."

She said softly, for a moment, she wanted to live here forever.

The slender hand scratched the tattoo on his arm and shoulder, and the uneven wound under the tattoo, she thought... She should know why this man is so sensitive to the scar behind him.

"That woman is hot." Suddenly, Jiang Shaoting said, his hoarseness seemed to get worse.

that woman?The movements in Xu Fusheng's hands suddenly stopped, he raised his head slightly, and looked at his chin with stubble.

(End of this chapter)