Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

For three days in a row, Fu did not appear. Gongsun Zan accompanied her in the hospital until the fourth day, the doctor said she could be discharged. Seeing that Fu did not come, she had to ask Gongsun Zan to take her back.

She opened the door and went in with the help of Gongsun Zan. She found that Fu qiaozun was not at home. The whole house was empty and the living room was a little messy. It seemed that no one had lived in it for a long time. Although it was luxurious, it still looked desolate.

"I'm all right. Go back first. I can do it myself." Mu Yansheng was afraid that Fu qiaozun would get angry when he knew that others had come to his family, so he wanted Gongsun Zan to leave first.

"Well, OK, I'll go first. If you have anything, feel free to call me." Gongsun Zan understood her meaning and didn't stay here any more. Then he turned around and walked to the door. There was a little sadness in his clear eyes.

"Senior." Mu Yansheng seemed to think of something, turned around and shouted.

Gongsun Zan stopped, turned sideways and raised his eyes slightly.

"Thank you." She bowed deeply to Gongsun Zan. Her eyes were full of piety and her face was full of sincerity. She knew Gongsun Zan was very kind to herself, but she couldn't respond to his feelings or repay them. Thousands of words finally turned into a deep bow.

Gongsun Zan just glanced at her faintly without any expression. He knew she knew that what he wanted was not her thanks, but now she could give him nothing but thanks. He turned his face, accelerated his steps and went straight out.

Mu Yansheng slumped down on the sofa, tried to calm down, cleaned up the home briefly, returned to the bedroom, opened the next curtain, let the sun through, added a little vitality to the house, so that the whole house would not be so dead.

She stayed at home until the evening, but she didn't see Fu even Zun coming back. Thinking that he might not come back, she took medicine, put on her pajamas and was ready to rest.

After finishing the quilt, she lay down on the bed, raised her head and put out the light above her head. The wound on her head still hurt a little, so she was very sleepy and fell asleep in a while.

After a while, when she was sleepy, a pair of warm hands reached into her quilt, surrounded her waist, hovered on her slender waist for a while, and slowly dipped into her pajamas. She felt a little itchy, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her body moved slightly and turned over.

The hands didn't stop, but became more unscrupulous. She felt something wrong. She couldn't help but get nervous. She slowly opened her eyes, raised her hand and wanted to turn on the light, but a heavy body pressed on her and kissed her lips, which made it difficult for her to breathe.

She had a strong premonition in her heart that Fu uniform Zun should be back. She struggled to push him away, but he had already pried open her lips and wantonly asked for it between her teeth. A strong smell of alcohol hit her. Her mouth was full of bitterness. She couldn't help frowning and resisted with her weak strength, but it was useless after all.

Fu even Zun seemed to have drunk a lot of wine. His lips were burning like fire. He seemed to scorch her, like a hungry beast in the depths, unscrupulously tearing at his prey.

"Fu qinzun, go away, you hurt me --" Mu Yansheng shouted loudly and struggled to push him away. Fu qinzun turned a deaf ear and crazily asked for it from her. There was an injury on her, which she couldn't stand.

She took out her hand and turned on the light at the head of the bed. The dark room was suddenly bright. Fu uniform Zun was stabbed in his eyes by the sudden strong light. He seemed to wake up and stopped his action.

Mu Yansheng took advantage of this opportunity to push him away, shrink to the foot of the bed, cover his naked body with a quilt, think of a wounded little beast, and his eyes are full of panic.

Fu even Zun stepped back half a step and kept panting. His eyes were full of blood. His cold side face was slightly red and his eyes were lax. He stood shaky. His clothes were messy, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly with a sneer.

"Don't come here." Mu Yansheng saw that he came towards him and couldn't help squeezing the quilt. His eyes were full of fear and stammered.

Fu qiaozun didn't take her words to heart at all. He went straight to her bed and sat up.

"Mu Yansheng, you are my woman. I'll come if I want. What do you think you are and what qualifications do you have to refuse?" Fu qiaozun's cold eyes were printed on her. Her condescending attitude made her feel afraid. She tightly protected her chest and trembled in the corner of the bed.

Fu qiaozun grabbed her quilt, roughly raised his hand and threw it to the ground. For a time, her whole body was exposed in front of him.

"Ah -" she couldn't help shouting, and her stubbornness and resentment could not help burning up. She didn't want him to touch herself. She slowly raised her head and met his eyes.

"What the hell do you want?" Her words were full of helplessness, but her eyes were full of stubbornness.

"Can't you guess what I want to do?" Fu even Zun hooked up the corner of his mouth, and there was a trace of evil spirit. He grabbed her wrist and forcibly pulled her over.

"Fu qingzun, let me go. Don't go too far." Mu Yansheng beat his arm with all his strength and struggled desperately to keep him away from his body.

What has the final say? "Oh, too much, you are my woman, what I want to do is what I do, I can not overdo it." Fu even Zun ignored her resistance and went straight up.

"You let go of me, let go -" Mu Yansheng tried his best to turn his face to one side, tried to push him away, and beat him with all his strength, regardless.

A strong smell of blood gradually spread between their lips. Fu qizun's sword eyebrow was slightly raised. He only felt a burst of displeasure and slowly left her body.