Paranoid Fu Shao's heart

Chapter 20 Sang Bao is not good

To be precise, it's a strong alcohol smell, not a fragrance.

So, Fu Shihan was drinking.

Luosang didn't think too much about the smell she could smell, she felt a little terrified at the moment, and her panicked body trembled immediately.

But being hugged tightly by the man, he couldn't move at all, and the two hands hanging by his sides finally climbed onto his shoulders with great effort.

"Let go of me..." She pushed him away with her hands.

The strength in his hand tightened a bit: "Don't run."

There was a dangerous and condensed breath deep in the man's eyes, and then his lips brushed her earlobe inadvertently.

Suddenly, Luosang's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly avoided him. An extremely hoarse voice came: "Fu Shihan, don't... get up quickly!"

The moment she spoke, she panicked completely.

Memories of that night flooded up like a flood.

She was terrified, afraid that he would do those things to her again.

Smelling his cold masculine breath, Luosang tried to push the person in front of him away with trembling hands, his eyes were full of panic, almost out of control, his nails were embedded in his flesh, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

The man seemed to be scratched by her claws, and his slender eyelashes fluttered slightly. He felt the girl in his arms who was out of control, and his eyes flickered. He patted her on the back lightly: "Sangbao, don't be afraid."

He closed his eyes and whispered a word in her ear: "I won't do anything else to you, I just want to hug you."

With the help of the light beside the bed, Luosang stared at Fu Shihan, his sharp and cold facial features were exposed, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

In an instant, the man's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, staring at her face, the corner of his mouth raised a shallow arc.

Luosang stared at the corner of his mouth in a daze, and then heard him spit out a few words through his teeth: "Sang Bao is not good."

"..."

The man rubbed the top of her head with his palm, and brushed away the broken hair on her forehead with his thumb: "Can you change back to the way it was before?"

She used to look at him unscrupulously, and teased him for being too good-looking, but now she secretly looked at him when he was not paying attention.

Luosang stared at those deep eyes, sinking for a moment.

"Do you remember when you first saw me?"

Fu Shihan's voice gradually decreased, "You should have forgotten."

After a while, the man fell silent. Luosang was about to try to get out of his arms, but was hugged tightly, "Don't try to run."

"..."

Why was she so drunk, yet still hugged her so tightly, for fear that she would run away.

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Early the next morning.

After Luosang woke up, Fu Shihan beside him was still in a deep sleep.

It can be seen that he drank a lot of wine.

She tried to pull back her hand, but she didn't expect to pull it out so easily.Only then did he get out of his arms in a hurry, and ran into the bathroom in a hurry.

She couldn't exert any strength in her hands at all, squeezed out a little toothpaste with her almost numb hands, and began to brush her teeth slowly.

On the bed in the bedroom, Fu Shihan's closed eyelids moved, and when he heard the closing sound of the bathroom door, he slowly opened his eyes, his mind shattered.

He didn't know why he was in the girl's room.

He shouldn't have done anything outrageous to the girl last night, right?

The man hesitated for a long time in front of the bathroom door, staring at the closed door with deep eyes for a long time, before stepping out of the girl's room.

Today is the weekend, after he returned to his room to wash, he ran a few laps outside the mulberry garden.

Back in the mulberry garden, just after entering the dining room, her indifferent eyes glanced at the servant beside her: "Has she eaten yet?"

The servant replied subconsciously: "Madam came down to eat by herself just now."

"How much to eat?"

"A bowl of porridge, and...the dishes don't seem to suit Madam."

The man didn't look at the servant, looked around, and asked lightly, "Where is he?"

"Madam has returned to the room." The servant lowered his head and replied.

Fu Shihan stopped talking, pursed his thin lips coldly, stepped into the dining room with his slender thighs, and went to eat breakfast alone.

(End of this chapter)