109: C109 You're My Woman You must like Me!

C109 You're My Woman You must like Me!

Wanwan's brain could no longer think. She could only shake her head with all her might based on her true thoughts.

"Yan Wanwan, you are my wife."

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

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

The corner of Fu Sihan's mouth lifted up a cold smile, and his entire person became cold.

"Is it a virgin?" He asked.

A virgin...

Wanwan's face instantly turned red, and a thought even appeared in her mind: If she said it wasn't, would Fu Sihan let her go?

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

At this moment, Wanwan was sure that Fu Sihan drank a lot. Last time, she told him that she didn't kiss Gu Linchuan. How could he have slept with her?

"Have you done it with Gu Linchuan?" Fu Sihan saw that she did not speak. The coldness in her eyes made people shiver.

"No, no!"

Wanwan decisively shook her head. Her eyes were filled with tears. She was frightened by his viciousness.

It was easy for drunk people to lose their rationality.

Fu Sihan's gaze stopped on Yan Wanwan's lips. Her cherry lips were moist from his kiss just now and he sneered.

"Yan Wanwan, you really dislike me, don't you?"

"I don't!" Wanwan had never seen such an unreasonable man. "You are neither disabled nor ugly. Why should I dislike you? "

"Then why did you marry me for money? You don't want me to kiss you? You don't want me to touch you? "

Wanwan felt that he seemed to be able to communicate, "Third Young Master, our marriage was never built on love. Don't you know this very well?"

Fu Sihan suddenly sneered.

He did not love him, but he did not like him, right?

So what?

Wanwan heard his laughter and secretly cursed in her heart. In the next second, the sound of sleepiness being ripped apart by the man's bare hands was heard.

"Ah -"

She did not think that he would come back tonight. The sleepiness was empty and the white rabbit jumped out.

The full white and stunning red made Fu Sihan's eyes turn red in an instant.

His Adam's apple rolled, and his breathing became rough.

This was what he wanted.

"Fu Sihan! What are you doing!?" Wanwan screamed and struggled, but it was useless.

"Not obvious? F * ck you."

Fu Sihan had not felt such a burning anger for a long time. He had always been calm and composed, planning strategies and strategies, but because this girl in front of him did not have him in her heart at all, he lost control!

The man's movements were rough, large areas where his body came into contact with the air.

Wanwan felt like she was a fish on a steamer. She did not have any ability to resist and was at the mercy of others.

He clearly knew that she was not willing and he had promised not to force her. She had told him the reason why she was not willing but after knowing all this, he continued to act willfully. It was like a deliberate humiliation that was so intense that it pierced the bone.

Didn't he want to tell her that as long as he wanted to, her resistance was nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot. He could do whatever he wanted to her!

The effects of alcohol amplified all emotions. At night, his hormones and adrenaline soared even more.

Fu Sihan finally heard a weak sobbing sound. The woman's tears burst and she looked at him in horror.

She bit her lips tightly, and if she used even a little more strength, her lips would break.

"What are you crying for?"

Fu Sihan almost roared out in a low voice.

Yan Wanwan's vision was blurred by the tears, but she still stared at him fiercely.

"Don't cry!" Fu Sihan growled, hiding the tenderness and irritation in his heart after seeing her tears.

Wanwan sniffed and held back her tears with all her might. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Was the overbearing, rogue, and stinky hooligan still not allowed to cry?!

Fu Sihan silently looked at her for a second before he suddenly turned around and lied in the empty seat beside her. He did not hide the change in his pants at all and spat out a word with his thin lips.

"Get lost!"

Wanwan quickly got up and grabbed the blanket to cover her body. After a round, she finally remembered that she put the clothes she was wearing tomorrow at the head of the bed. She quickly picked it up and put it on her body.

The woman's body was trembling. She did not know if it was because she was too nervous or because she was too scared. Her clothes were not properly worn and her big eyes were red from crying like a wronged rabbit.

Fu Sihan was like a bystander, lying on the bed and looking at her with an expressionless face. His breath was filled with her unique scent.

She had slept on this bed for a few days, and the blanket had already been infected with her scent.

Wanwan put on her clothes and ran out of the room as if she was running for her life. Just as her hand touched the door handle, a man's cold and violent voice came from behind her.

"Where are you going?"

"Didn't, didn't you tell me to, I will get lost?"

She was still sobbing, and her words were a little intermittent.

Wanwan was very angry, but she was more afraid, afraid that he would act tough. Her small voice clearly contained grievance and anger.

"I didn't see you being so obedient when I told you to kiss me!"

Fu Sihan had already sat up. He didn't drink on his face, and it was hard to tell just from his appearance that he had drunk a lot.

Wanwan bit her lips. Bastard!

"Come back and sleep!" Fu Sihan ordered with a cold face, as if the person who told her to scram a minute ago was not him.

Wanwan was alert of him and shook her head. "I want to sleep by myself tonight."

"Why? Do you dislike me drinking wine? Do you think you are wholeheartedly devoted to me?"2

... "" Why does this person remember so many things after drinking wine?

Fu Sihan wasn't a patient person to begin with. When he saw that she didn't move, he took a step forward and stood in front of her, lifting her up horizontally.

"Ah!"

Wanwan was so scared that she screamed, "Fu Sihan, let go of me!"

She was afraid that he would want to use force again.

Soon, her body became lighter and heavier, and she was thrown onto the bed.

The extremely elastic mattress bounced her body, and there was no pain at all.

In the next second, the man came up to her and really covered Yan Wanwan under his body.

His legs were close to his legs, his chest was also close to hers, and she could clearly feel the place under his belt...

"Yan Wanwan, let me tell you, you are Fu Sihan's woman. I am the only man in your heart! You can only like me! You must like me!"

Wanwan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Did you hear that?"

He became fierce. Wanwan's body subconsciously trembled and she hurriedly nodded her head.

I don't like you!

"Get on the bed!"

Wanwan got under the blanket. On the other side of the bed, her body was pressed against the edge of the bed.

The commotion just now had caused Fu Sihan's only drunkenness to dissipate completely.

Smelling the smell of alcohol on his body, even he himself frowned in disgust.

He walked into the bathroom.

The sound of water could be heard from the other side of the door.

Wanwan crossed her arms around her knees and sat on the bed, wanting to cry.

She forced the tears back into her eyes and sniffed. After a while, she went downstairs and made ten thousand sobering soup in the kitchen.

Although Fu Sihan was a bastard, her identity was his wife. Steward Lin gave Fu Sihan to her, so she had the responsibility to take care of him.

She could not argue with a bastard who drank all the wine and said, "Damn it!"

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