Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 81 Lu Xiang, Let's Get Married
Chu Ci turned her back to him and did not speak for several seconds.

Indeed, he had been in a car accident for half a month, and although he wanted her very much, Chu Ci didn't dare to let him take the risk because of his injuries.

Therefore, President Fu has lived a life of asceticism until now.

After feeling the increasingly hot breath of the man behind him, Chu Ci immediately turned around in his arms, staring at him with wide eyes without blinking, "Fu Heng."

The man looked at her delicate and beautiful face, and asked lightly, "Aren't you sleepy?"

Then Chu Ci listened to him and said naturally, "Since we're not sleepy, let's do what we love."

Do things that love to do?

Chu Ci's brain was dizzy for a while, but before she could fully react, her whole body was directly pressed into the mattress by a force, and the man's heavy body was also covered on top of it the next moment.

The pupils dilated instantly, and Chu Ci wanted to speak, but before he could utter a syllable, he was blocked by the man's lips and tongue.

Fu Heng kissed her fiercely and violently, and pressed her deeply under the quilt, not allowing her to escape.

"Fu Heng..." Chu Ci was stunned, she didn't expect him to come here suddenly, it was almost a conditional push and resistance, she turned her face to prevent him from kissing, and the body trapped under him twisted even more. He struggled violently, wanting to slide out like a fish.

Aware of her resistance, the man stopped his movements, his handsome brows were tightly frowned, and his hoarse voice was filled with impatience, "What's the matter?"

The bedroom was quiet save for the sound of their breathing mixed with each other.

Beyond that, the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Chu Ci's eye circles turned red instantly, she turned her face sideways and closed her eyes, "I don't want to do it."

"Ok?"

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows, and the impatience in his voice seemed to have reached the limit.

Chu Ci bit her lower lip, trying to make her voice sound calm, "I don't want to."

She just doesn't want him to touch her, and she's just tired of him the way he is now.

Fu Heng didn't speak for a few seconds, but he didn't let her go. After a while, he curled his lips and smiled coolly: "You will think about it."

His hand runs down her collarbone...

Chu Ci opened her eyes at once. Disgust and disgust flashed in her big black and white eyes. She grabbed the man's hand and said word by word, "I said I don't want to."

But the man obviously didn't listen to her words, and the movements of his hands still didn't stop.

Chu Ci frowned, endured and endured, and finally she tried her best not to sound trembling, "Fu Heng, don't force me."

The man's movements stopped, his eyes darkened several times, his fingers pinched her chin, his thin lips seemed to be smiling, and his low voice revealed deep displeasure, "Forcing you? We are husband and wife."

Do you remember that they are husband and wife?
Chu Ci smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were full of mockery, "It's true that they are husband and wife, but this kind of thing can only be fun if you love me?"

She closed her eyes and turned her face away, "I'm so tired, I'm going to bed."

Fu Heng was condescending, staring at her distinct and good-looking facial features, his eyes were secretive.

In memory, no one dared to refuse him so clearly.

This feeling is very bad.

Fu Heng frowned, pinching her chin with a little force: "Open your eyes and look at me."

Chu Ci closed her eyes, and said in a tired voice, "Let me sleep!"

The man's hand slowly stroked her face: "Chu Ci, are you quarreling with me now?"

Chu Ci opened his eyes and looked at him, with a flat voice: "No, I just want to sleep."

She really doesn't have much energy to entangle with him. Sometimes, the more you expect, the more you will be disappointed. She has fully understood this truth.

Therefore, she did not dare to dream easily.

"You're upset."

Chu Ci felt that he was talking nonsense.

She is not happy!

But so what?

No matter how unhappy he is, he still has to run for that woman. Her life seems to be more important than his own.

She put her hands on her eyes to prevent the tears accumulated in her eyes from being seen by him: "Actually, my emotions are not that important. I'm not happy and won't let you go. Don't you still go?"

"Sorry." Fu Heng softened his tone and hugged her waist.

"You don't need to apologize to me." Chu Ci couldn't see Fu Heng's expression clearly, and she didn't care whether he was really apologizing or not, she just said from her heart: "You think I'm very coaxing, please apologize afterwards If it's a good word, I'll act like a silly big sister and pretend I have nothing to do, right?"

She felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart: "You apologize to me and don't ask me if I accept it?"

Fu Heng's face was also dark, but he still said with a good temper: "You know, Wenxin is a responsibility to me. She disappeared. It's not a trivial matter. I can't just stand by and ignore her."

His tone was very soft, but it was like a not-so-sharp knife cutting through her not-so-strong heart bit by bit.

He was downright frankly hopeless at times.

"Well, I understand." Chu Ci still closed her eyes, and said in a lukewarm voice: "Since she is your responsibility, why didn't you marry her, so that you have a legitimate excuse for how you want to help her.

"Chu Ci!" Fu Heng raised his voice suddenly, he was really angry.

He really had never seen such a stubborn woman, no matter what she said.

"You don't have to yell at me, I'm just telling the truth."

Fu Heng frowned and looked at her deeply, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He tucked in the quilt for her, then got up from the bed and went to lie on her side.

After hearing the sound of the door being closed, Chu Ci finally couldn't hold back the tears accumulated in her eyes, which wet the pillow.

She really didn't want to let herself have too many emotions, but no one can stop the emotions when they come.

It's like a long time ago, she told herself not to fall in love with Fu Heng easily, because after falling in love, it will be beyond redemption.

Now that she has stepped into that abyss, is it too late to take her foot back?

…………

Yicheng began to snow.

Chu Ci woke up the next day and saw snowflakes outside the window, and a thick layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground.

Her plan to go to Kyoto to see the snow should be postponed.

In the morning, she called Lu Xiang.

After a few simple greetings, I heard a man's voice from over there.

Chu Ci couldn't help frowning: "Xiangxiang, tell me the truth, which wild man are you fooling around with?"

Lu Xiang curled his lips, looked at Young Master Mu who was standing beside him, and raised his tone with indescribable ease: "How can there be a man, you heard it wrong."

Unfortunately, Mu Xiuchen had already walked over, and after hearing this, he hurriedly said, "Hey, Lu Xiang, am I not a man?"

Lu Xiang hastily removed the phone and punched him: "You are annoying!"

Chu Ci pursed her lips, and asked with some uncertainty, "Was Mu Xiuchen next to you?"

Seeing that she recognized it, Lu Xiang didn't hide it, and admitted it generously, "Yes!"

"Why is he also in the southwest?"

"Free."

Lu Xiang spoke bluntly.

Mu Xiuchen was not happy about this, and hurriedly interrupted: "I'm not idle."

Lu Xiang gave him a hard look: "Shut up!"

After hanging up the phone, Lu Xiang looked at the snowflakes outside and sighed, "It's been snowing for several days, and it doesn't stop."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and glanced at Mu Xiuchen, and said with a look of disgust, "Why don't you leave!"

Mu Xiuchen glanced at the sky, seemingly helpless: "It's not that I don't want to leave, the snow is too heavy for the helicopter to fly."

Lu Xiang looked at him coldly, and sneered: "Actually, if you really want to leave, there is a way." She pointed outside: "Go to the provincial capital by car, and then you can choose to take the high-speed train back."

Mu Xiuchen looked away, and said brazenly, "Actually, I just don't want to leave."

Lu Xiang, "..."

She opened the door to let the cold wind blow in. After a while, she found that the snow had stopped, so she went out, "This snow is thick enough to make a snowman."

Mu Xiuchen hurriedly stepped out: "Be careful."

Even if Lu Xiang is pregnant, he still has the kind of carefree personality who doesn't care about playing. This really broke his heart. He is afraid that something will happen to her, and if the baby is gone, it will be over.

As soon as the voice fell, an "ouch" was heard.

Lu Xiang fell into the snow.

At that moment, Mu Xiuchen's heart constricted, he hurried over and grabbed her arm: "Are you okay!"

Lu Xiang glanced at him, and immediately put on a painful expression, "Ah, my stomach hurts so much! It hurts so much."

Mu Xiuchen frowned deeply, his face seemed to be pale, he held Lu Xiang's hand tightly: "I'll call the hospital."

Seeing that he really believed it, Lu Xiang couldn't help but smile, "Idiot, I lied to you."

After finishing speaking, she took Mu Xiuchen's hand, stood up, and patted the snow off her body: "Does it look like something is wrong with me?"

Mu Xiuchen sized her up carefully, raised his eyebrows, "Are you all right?"

"Okay, I'm going to make a snowman."

Only then did Mu Xiuchen feel relieved, and he frowned again when he heard her say about making a snowman: "I'll make it for you, just watch."

Lu Xiang sneered coldly: "Would you do it?"

"Why can't I?"

In order to prove that he could make a snowman, Young Master Mu immediately rolled up his sleeves and started rolling snowballs.

Lu Xiang looked at him bending over to roll the snowman, and suddenly felt empty in his heart, feeling an indescribable melancholy.

If time could be stopped, then she would like to have Mu Xue grow old now.

When the snowman was finished, Lu Xiang brought a carrot for the snowman, then stood beside the snowman and handed the phone to Mu Xiuchen, "Take a photo for me."

After taking a picture, Mu Xiuchen sent an MMS to his mobile phone, then deleted the record, and then handed the mobile phone to Lu Xiang as if nothing had happened.

Lu Xiang took a look, his eyebrows curved: "Yes, the photography skills are good."

Mu Xiuchen looked at her exquisite face with a smile, and his mind moved.

He walked over and suddenly met Lu Xiang's eyes: "Lu Xiang, let's get married!"

(End of this chapter)