Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

After standing there for more than an hour, he sighed heavily and walked into the room in despair. He planned to sleep or pretend to sleep before Fu Sihan returned. At the very least, this would save him the embarrassment of facing him. The only fortunate thing was that this oversized bed would allow her to stay as far away from Fu Sihan as possible.

Just like last time in the old house, she slept late at night on the edge of the bed, covering herself with a blanket that she brought from the guest room. However, the sheets and pillow were filled with the scent of Fu Sihan, causing her body to be extremely tense.

Although the two of them slept in the same bed at the old house, that was a special situation. Now … Completely different.

"Crunch."

The door opened.

She was so frightened that with a "plop", she rolled out of the bed.

Fu Sihan turned on the light and saw a furry head emerging from the quilt. Its big, wet eyes blinked at him as it sat on the ground like an innocent and soft kitten.

She saw the faint coldness and contempt in his eyes.

He despised her for falling off the bed.

"Third Young Master …" She got up awkwardly, hugging her blanket.

"Lie down on the bed. I'm going to take a bath." Fu Sihan tugged at his tie as he walked toward the bathroom.

"Third Young Master, you said you wouldn't force me!" When she saw his posture, she was shocked.

Fu Sihan took a cold step and turned his head to face her extremely vigilant eyes and posture. The indescribable irritation in his heart once again rose.

"I'll be late tonight. If I want to meet you, I don't need to decide when or where."

Even if she didn't sleep in his bed, he could still do whatever he wanted.

She felt a burst of humiliation late at night, and her cheeks were burning with shame. "Then why do you want me to …" "Sleeping with you."

"Warm the bed!"

Fu Sihan would naturally not admit that he had slept soundly with her by his side that night, better than anyone else who had ever sold him off.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Later, she bit her lips. She couldn't run away, she couldn't hide, she could only face it.

Actually, she should have been sleeping in the same bed as Fu Sihan a long time ago. She didn't have the qualifications to make any choices or resist.

When Fu Sihan came out of the bathroom, his short hair was still dripping water, and the collar of his bathrobe was loose and open, revealing his firm and powerful chest muscles.

The woman was lying on her side on the edge of the bed, her back to the center of the bed, just as she had in the old house.

She slept very well. All night long, she only had one or two poses, and rarely did she even turn over.

If no one had done it intentionally, she could have slept through the night.

"Go to sleep in the middle." Fu Sihan said as he wiped his hair.

Late at night, without moving, only my eyelashes quivered: I was asleep, I couldn't hear anything, I didn't know anything.

She didn't know that the man had paused for a moment as he wiped his hair, but there was a very short look of playfulness in his eyes.

She didn't hear the sound at night, thinking that she had escaped a calamity. Even the slight depression in the mattress caused by the arrival of the man in the bed made her feel no sense of crisis.

Until the man's hand closed around her waist and her powerful arm twisted, she spun around and crashed into a hard, thick chest.

Ah!

She cried out in alarm, and the instant she raised her eyes, she met Fu Sihan's deep light brown eyes.

In the dim light, she didn't know if it was her imagination, but she felt that there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Third Young Master, what are you doing!" She put her hand on his chest and tried to push herself out of his embrace.

"Didn't he fall asleep?" Fu Sihan lowered his eyes and interrogated.

"En..." I was woken up by you. " She threw the pot decisively and lowered her head. All she could see was the muscles in his chest, smooth and beautiful, filled with a strong sense of power. "Third Young Master, please let go of me. I'm going to sleep."

"Just sleep like that."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Sihan had already closed his eyes.

The woman's body was in his embrace, soft and soft, thin and smooth, more comfortable than any pillow.

Just like that?

How can I sleep like this!

Late at night, she simply wanted to roar and resist the urge to let him pester her sleep that was "against the rules".

"You seduce me?"

The man suddenly exerted force in his arm, causing Yan Wan to stick to it completely. He could feel the scorching heat coming from his skin.

Fu Sihan's voice was originally cold and pleasant to the ear, but at this moment, it carried a hint of hoarseness. It was so loud that it could even make a person scream.

"I didn't!" She blushed, but didn't dare to move again.

because I could feel it in his body... There was a reaction.

"Third Young Master, let me go, alright? I'm used to sleeping alone, I … I can't sleep. "

"Let go of you, why call it a warm bed?" Fu Sihan's expression was slightly grim as he suppressed the impulse in his body.

"Third Young Master, it's not even autumn yet, what bed do you need!"

This person was making trouble for nothing!

Fu Sihan picked up the remote control on the bedside table and pressed it a few times. Immediately, large amounts of cold air began gushing out from the refrigeration system of the important air conditioner.

In just a short while, he had already felt the chill in the air.

"Sleep!" Fu Sihan stared emotionlessly at the smelly face of "If you continue speaking and disturb my sleep, I'll kill you" and closed his eyes.

Nightfall was stunned by his coquettish actions.

Was this person poisoned?!

Was his brain caught in the door?

That night at the old manor, Fu Sihan woke up the next day to find himself hugging Yan Yanyan. He was slightly obsessed with cleanliness and didn't like being touched by others, but the feeling of being in the embrace of a gentle, soft jade made his body not reject it in the slightest.

His breath was filled with the fragrance of a woman. It carried a faint sweet scent similar to the scent of milk. This was the first time that Fu Sihan felt sleepy.

It was too late.

He opened his eyes and blinked. He didn't dare to move at all, let alone sleep.

When Fu Sihan's breathing became even and long, the night was about to try to pry his hand away and get out of the room.

However, why was this man so energetic when he was sleeping?

She could not move at all!

Fu Sihan's sleep was very shallow, and he had already felt it when he started tossing and turning late, but he just didn't want to speak. In the end, he couldn't help but pull her restless hands over to his waist.

He did not forget to berate, "Don't move!"

"…"

"Otherwise, I will kill you!"

"..." What do you want to do? Do you want to kill him?

The man was fast asleep again, as if everything he said and did was within his dreams.

The palms were filled with the tight touch and scorching heat of a man's muscles, as if they could burn someone.

He stayed up until the wee hours of the morning. The night gradually became drowsy, especially when the temperature of the air conditioner was set too low. The air conditioner at the end of summer was not thick, but the man was like a furnace, expelling the cold.

The quality of this night's sleep was surprisingly good. Fu Si woke up earlier than usual.

Before he could open his eyes, he felt something bow and rub against his chest.