Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

The late night's brain was no longer able to think, so he could only shake his head vigorously with his truest thoughts.

"Evening, you are my wife."

Wife, this word was even more shocking than "wife."

"Fu Sihan, you promised not to force me …"

The corners of Fu Sihan's lips curled up into a cold smile as his entire body turned cold.

"Is it?" he asked.

Where...

Nightfall's cheeks instantly turned red, and a thought even appeared in his mind: If she said no, would Fu Sihan let her off?

He might not touch her again, but he was more likely to kill her!

At this moment, the night was certain that Fu Sihan had drunk quite a bit. The last time she'd told him that she hadn't kissed Gu Yichuan, so how could he have gone to bed?!

"Have you done this with Gu Yichuan before?" When Fu Sihan saw that she was silent, the coldness in her eyes caused him to shudder.

"No, no!"

She shook her head decisively with tears in her eyes. She was scared by his vicious aura.

Drunk people tend to lose their minds.

Fu Sihan's gaze stopped on Yan Wan's lips. His cherry lips had been kissed by him just now, causing them to turn a deep shade of red. He then let out a cold laugh.

"You hate me for being late, don't you?"

"I didn't!" She hadn't seen such an unreasonable and unreasonable man, "You're neither disabled nor ugly, what do I despise you for?!"

"Then why did you marry me for money? Don't want me to kiss you? "You won't let me touch it?"

She felt that Ye Zichen could communicate with her later, "Third Young Master, our marriage wasn't built on love, don't you know that clearly?"

Fu Sihan suddenly laughed coldly.

I don't like him, do I?

So what?

Hearing his laughter, she thought to herself that it was not good. The next second, her sleep was torn apart by the man with his bare hands.

Ah!

She hadn't expected him to come back tonight. The sleep was empty, and the white rabbit had jumped out.

The plump white light and the breathtaking red light instantly caused Fu Sihan's eyes to turn red.

The Adam's apple rolled and the breath thickened.

This was what he wanted.

"Fu Sihan!" What are you doing! " It was useless to scream and struggle at night.

"Not obvious?" "Do — you."

It had been a long time since Fu Sihan had felt such a burning rage. He had always been calm and collected, always in control. However, because the girl before him did not have the slightest trace of him in her heart, he lost control!

The man's movements were rough, and his body and the air came in contact, forming a large area around him.

She felt like a fish on a steamer, unable to put up any resistance as she let herself be slaughtered.

He knew she didn't want him to, he had promised not to force her, she had told him the reason why she didn't want him to, but even after knowing this, he still acted as if he was deliberately insulting her, as if it was too much of a humiliation.

Didn't he want to tell her that as long as he wanted to, her resistance would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and he could do whatever he wanted to her!

The effects of alcohol amplify all emotions, and at night hormones and epinephrine soar even higher.

Finally, Fu Sihan heard a weak sobbing sound. The woman burst into tears and looked at him in horror.

She bit her lip tightly, as if she was about to break it if she used even a little more strength.

"What are you crying for?"

Fu Sihan seemed to be growling in a low voice.

Even though Yan Ye's vision was blurred by tears, he still glared at him fiercely.

"Don't cry!" Fu Sihan let out a low growl, concealing the soft-heartedness and irritation in his heart when he saw her tears.

He sniffed late at night and tried hard to hold back his tears, which were welling up in his eyes.

Overbearing scoundrel, you're not allowed to cry?!

Fu Sihan silently observed her for a second before he suddenly flipped over and laid on the empty seat beside her. He didn't conceal the change in his crotch at all as he spat out a single word from his thin lips.

"Scram!"

Nightfall quickly got up and grabbed the blanket to cover his body. After circling around, he finally remembered that he had put the clothes he was going to wear tomorrow on the bed. He hurriedly put on the clothes he was going to wear.

The woman's body was trembling. She was not sure if she was too nervous or afraid. She couldn't put on her clothes properly. Her big eyes were red from crying, like she had lost a wronged rabbit.

Fu Sihan was like a spectator as he laid on the bed and looked at her with a deadpan expression. His breath was filled with her unique aura.

She had slept in this bed for a few days, and the quilt was tinged with her scent.

She put on her clothes and ran out of the room as fast as she could. Just as she touched the door handle, she heard a man's cold and irritable voice come from behind her.

"Where to?"

"Didn't you tell me to f * * k off?"

She was still sobbing, and her voice was broken.

The latter was very angry, but more of it was fear, fear that he would be unyielding. The small voice was clearly angry and aggrieved.

"I didn't f * * king see you being so obedient when I let you kiss me!"

Fu Sihan had already sat up. He could not drink with a straight face, and it was hard to tell from his appearance that he had drunk a lot of wine.

I'll bite my lip later, you son of a bitch!

"Come back and sleep!" "Get out of here," he ordered with a cold face, as if he were not the one who had told her to scram a minute ago.

She shook her head and said, "I want to sleep by myself tonight."

"What? Do you dislike me drinking? What did you say? "

"…" Why did this person remember so many things after drinking?

Fu Sihan was not a patient person in the first place. When he saw that she didn't move, he rushed forward and held her in his arms.

Ah!

"Fu Sihan, let me go!"

She was very afraid that he would want to be strong again.

Soon, his body felt light and heavy, and he was thrown onto the bed.

The extremely flexible mattress bounced her body without any pain.

In the next second, the man came up and covered Yan Wan with his blanket.

His leg was pressed against his leg, his chest was pressed against hers, and she could clearly feel the place under the belt of his trousers …

"Later, let me tell you, you are my, Fu Sihan's, woman. In your heart, you can only have me as your man!" You can only like me! You have to like me! "

Late at night, her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Did you hear that!?"

As soon as he got angry, his body trembled a little bit, and he hurriedly nodded his head.

I don't like you!

"Go to bed!"

He crawled into bed late at night, on the other side of the bed, his body pressed against the edge.

Fu Sihan's only feeling of drunkenness had dissipated from the ruckus earlier.

He frowned as he smelled the alcohol on his body.

He went into the bathroom.

On the other side of the door, the sound of water splashing could be heard.

Late at night, she sat at the head of the bed with her hands wrapped around her knees, wanting to cry.

Tears welled up in her eyes and were forced back again. She sniffed, then went downstairs and made ten thousand hangovers in the kitchen.

Although Fu Sihan was a bastard, she was his wife. Since Steward Lin had handed Fu Sihan over to her, she had the responsibility to take good care of him.

She couldn't be bothered with a big bastard who drank a whole mouthful of wine and "damned" her!