Paranoid Fu Shao's heart

Chapter 2 She Can't Taste Anymore
Fu Shihan stretched out his hands, grabbed her waist with one hand, and circled her knees with the other. When he was about to hug the girl horizontally, his head buried in his knees suddenly lifted.

The girl supported her with both hands and pressed against his chest, struggling violently, resisting his touching her.

Fu Shihan looked at her face with fear and panic expression coldly, held her hands with one hand, and stared at her with scarlet eyes.

Since that night, whenever he touched her, she showed a terrified expression.

Although he obtained a license with her forcefully three years ago and was tied to her, he never did anything to her because of his paranoid possessiveness.

That night, he was drinking at a banquet until he passed out. Someone took the opportunity to drug him. He thought of her immediately, so he went back to the mulberry garden.

She was sleeping at that time, and he was so drunk that he was so drunk that he leaned forward regardless. No matter how much she resisted, it was useless, and he didn't have any sympathy.

After he left the mulberry garden the next day, he deliberately asked people not to disturb her sleeping. He waited until lunch time to deliver lunch and found out that she smashed the glass and cut her own pulse with the shards.

At that time, the child was almost out of breath when he was sent to the hospital.

After waking up, she blocked everything from the outside world.From the bright smile at the beginning, to now the bright eyes are full of emptiness, she does not speak, does not respond, and there is no expression on her face.

Only when he touched her would she feel fear and resist his touch.

Fu Shihan gradually let go of the girl's hand, his voice was a little cold: "I just hug you out, I won't do anything else."

She was quiet and unresponsive.

Fu Shihan picked her up and walked out of the room.

The two bodyguards at the door had just found tools and were about to tear down the cage door when the sound of the tools being placed on the ground sounded.

When Luosang heard the movement, he glanced at it inadvertently, his blank face paused, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

The man's cold eyes caught this scene, and his hands holding the girl tightly.

Luosang was carried all the way downstairs by him and sat on the dining chair before Fu Shihan let her go.

There was no expression on the girl's cold face, she looked at the food on the table with a dull expression, and was stunned for a moment.

She was obviously used to her own situation, but when she saw the dishes in front of her, she still felt abnormal in her heart.

Steamed fish, three-color corn, sweet and sour pork ribs, spicy saliva chicken, boiled okra, cold bitter gourd...

There are various colors on the table, which is very rich.

These things were her favorite food in the past...

Pity.

She can't taste it.

Ignore the few eyes that have been on her.

She stared at the yam and millet porridge in the bowl in front of her, and raised her hand to pick up the spoon.

But it was taken away by the man next to him.

"I'll feed you." After finishing the words, a small mouthful of porridge was brought to her mouth.

Luo Sang did not open his mouth for a long time.

The spoon came closer again and stopped on her lips, but she still didn't speak, and Fu Shihan didn't stop either, the two of them just remained frozen.

Suddenly, porridge dripped down her chin along the corner of her lips.

Fu Shihan put down the bowl with a calm expression, took the tissue from the dining table, and stretched it towards the corner of the girl's lips.

Luosang turned her face away, avoiding his hand.

A slight strangeness appeared in Fu Shihan's heart.

His eyes sank, and he straightened her face with his big hand, making her face him.

He paused every word: "Look at me!"

Lausanne let the man hold her face, staring blankly at his stern face without looking into his eyes.

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(End of this chapter)