Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

She didn't expect that Fu even Zun was sitting on the sofa chair smoking and waiting for her. When she came in, she picked her eyebrows and looked very unhappy. She was afraid that he would be unhappy. She explained aloud, "I'll go home and get some luggage."

"In the future, you'd better say where you go. I don't like wayward women."

His condemnation left her speechless.

"Yes... No, not in the future."

Her obedience gradually dissipated the anger in his eyes.

"Come in with me." Then he got up and went into the bedroom.

Mu Yansheng silently followed in. There were several wardrobes in the room. He opened the nearest one. Fu uniform randomly took out a dress and gave it to her, "look at you, like a rag picker. I, Fu uniform, can be beautiful. I don't want outsiders to say I abused my wife."

"Put it on." He ordered.

Lowering his head, Mu Yansheng looked at the skirt in his hand. The black-and-white decoration was not only exquisite, but also beautiful and eye-catching. After turning over the brand, Chanel was a famous brand.

She looked around and was about to change her clothes, but she found that the man in front of her didn't mean to go.

Immediately, his face was covered with a blush, "well... Can you avoid it?"

The man looked at her without blinking. His thin lips raised an evil smile, "haven't you seen it? What to avoid?"

What a shame.

He did see her body. Of course, she didn't know whether he had finished it or not. Her heart tightened slightly at the thought of the mess that night.

Her innocence was ruthlessly taken away by him. He colluded with his father. It was natural to feel uncomfortable at the thought of this.

If he doesn't go, he wants her to change. I'm afraid there won't be other good things except humiliating her.

He bit his teeth, reached out and gradually took off his clothes. Several times, he tried to cover himself, but he saw his torch like eyes staring at her. His cheeks were hot. He turned his back. Quickly, she pulled off her clothes and quickly put the dress on her.

However, unfortunately, one of her underwear didn't buckle. The hook accidentally hooked the skirt on her back and gently pulled it with her fingers. She was afraid that the skirt fabric would be torn, which would be embarrassing.

With a red face, she had to turn to him in a low voice, "please get it for me."

Evil smiled and came forward. The man blew a breath at her cheek, "honey, I'm happy to help with this kind of thing."

His long finger slowly touched up along her back from her waist. Everywhere he pointed to his abdomen, he couldn't help causing a burst of war in Mu Yansheng.

The heart beats like a thunder drum, and the skin is hot like a pot of boiling water.

The man hooked the hook with his knuckles and pulled it gently. The metal sheet severely strangled her skin. Then the hook rebounded and a slight astringent pain came. Mu Yansheng took a breath.

"Thanks... Thanks."

"You're welcome. We're husband and wife."

"However, marrying you home is not a decoration. You have to play a role. Five million is not expensive."

He stroked her face with a faint smile.

"If I think you're not worth so much, I'll return it."

The smile retreated inch by inch on the lips in an instant, "I have dismissed my sister-in-law. In the future, you will be responsible for the hygiene here and all my food and daily life." After saying that, the man strode away without looking back.

It turned out that he married her home just to make things difficult for her and used her as a baby sitter. Five million is expensive enough.

It doesn't matter. It's just cleaning. Anyway, she often does housework at home. These little things are not difficult for her. She rolled up her sleeves and began to clean up the house.

"Mu Yansheng, my belt is missing. Help me find it."

"Mu Yansheng, there is rubbish under the table. What are you going to do?"

"Mu Yansheng, the table hasn't been cleaned. You're really a pig. You can't do such a small thing well?"

"Mu Yansheng, get me my coat."

He is the uncle. She is a poor little nanny. She let him shout and drink for several days.

For the five million her father took away, she couldn't bear it.

However, there was a certain limit to his patience. When he picked a bone in the egg again and poured out a West Lake soup she had carefully cooked on the grounds that it was not delicious, she couldn't help it any more. She clenched her fingers into a fist, "Fu uniform Zun, don't go too far."

"Warn me?"

The man raised his eyebrows, whispered softly, and played with the lighter at his fingertips. "When Mu Yang sold you, I didn't tell you to be clever and win my favor. Can I get the other half of the money?"

Hehe, it turned out that he only gave Mu Yang half the money. No wonder Mu Yang warned her like that when she left Mu's house.

Looking at the contempt in his eyes, her whole body was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

"It has nothing to do with me."

With that, she turned and dodged. However, he hated her lofty appearance and was sold to him. Why should she be as arrogant as a peacock?

Thinking like this, the man reached out and grabbed her arm, "let go.", She yelled. She hated men's rude actions.

"Let go?" The man smiled wickedly.

"What if I don't let go."

Caught off guard, he put her against the wall. The whole person was very close to her. She could smell the faint male musk emitted from him. They breathed with each other. Their hearts were suffocated, and the warm and ambiguous atmosphere ran steeply in the air.

Her cheeks were red to a drop of blood, and the tip of his nose rubbed the tip of her nose, "Mu Yansheng, I tell you, you are my servant. Even if they want you to serve me, they should sell it thoroughly. Don't be a bitch, but also set up a memorial archway."

The insulting language made her angry.

He raised his hand to slap him, but he clamped her hand like foresight, "if this slap comes down, I warn you that your future days will be hell."

The man's voice was like a magic spell, knocking on her eardrum again and again.

The imperial momentum made Mu Yansheng out of breath. She stared at his eyes, full of anger and hatred.

Such eyes irritated him even more. He was just a bitch. Why should he be angry with him? It's really disgusting.

"I won't..." before he finished, his kiss had fallen and rushed to her.

Mu Yansheng suffocated to blush.

Even her tongue went into her mouth, and she felt disgusted. She didn't have love. It was really uncomfortable to do such a thing, even if they had been married.