134: C134 A Kissing Maniac

C134 A Kissing Maniac

Seeing the woman about to leave after wiping her upper body, Fu Sihan grabbed her wrist.

"Ah?"

Wanwan understood what he meant and the temperature on her face rose again.

She really wanted to muddle her way through.

Wanwan placed her hand on Fu Sihan's trousers and bit her lips. It took a few seconds for her heart to build up.

...

Wanwan's scalp was numb and she did not dare to raise her head. She could clearly feel that the man was looking at her.

The action of wiping his body was so quick that it could be considered perfunctory. She only wanted to end it quickly!

Wanwan just left.

The man pulled her wrist.

Her body was faster than her brain, and she raised her head in fear. When she met the man's smiling eyes, her light brown eyes seemed to be unsuitable to deepen the color. They were so deep that it was as if they could not see the bottom of the thunder lagoon.

"Yan Wanwan, your face is red." Fu Sihan held her chin with great interest, not allowing her to retreat.

"Third Elder Brother, don't be like this..." Wanwan was so embarrassed that her eyes started to turn red.

"It's not like you have never seen it before." Fu Sihan's voice was low, "Wanwan, you are my wife."

...

This long "body rubbing" was like torture.

It was finally over.

Wanwan's back was full of sweat. She ran to the bathroom to wash her hands crazily.

She felt that she could not wash them clean no matter what.

If this marriage had physical contact from the start, she might have accepted it numbly. However, reality made Yan Wanwan think that this marriage was just a decorative vase. Gradually, she pulled herself out of the identity of "Mrs Fu."

But now, Fu Sihan's actions seemed to gradually pull this relationship to the right path.

The woman in the bathroom did not come out after a long time, as if she could hide for the rest of her life.

Fu Sihan sneered. During the process just now, his heart was quite beautiful, but his physiology carried out a full-line revenge. He looked at his little brother who was about to raise his head and cursed in his heart.

If he had known earlier that he would have taken care of Yan Wanwan from the beginning, he would not have had these kinds of things after that!

Wanwan dawdled in the bathroom for an hour and a half. She washed her hair, brush her teeth, brush her face, and blew her hair. She had nothing else to do, so she could only go out.

Wanwan just sat at the edge of the big bed.

"You are not allowed to sleep in that thing inside." Fu Sihan looked below her collarbone.

Wanwan remembered the suspicious traces she found in the hospital and became more vigilant. "Wh, why?"

He did not have such a request before.

Fu Sihan raised his eyebrows slightly. "You want me to help you?"

"No!"

If he said he would help her, he would really do such a thing.

Wanwan got up and wanted to go back to the bathroom. The man's voice rose again, "It's right here."

Was this person a pervert?

Wanwan could not help but look at him with watery eyes. Facing the strong man, she was helpless and could only bite the bullet and agree.

She turned her back and her hands moved quickly through her pajamas. In the blink of an eye, she took out the shirt from her pajamas and put it far away. She quickly covered it with a blanket.

"???"

Fu Sihan was stunned for half a second.

... It could be done like this?

Without Little Li Yi, Wanwan did not sleep well at the beginning of the night.

From that night in the hospital, Fu Sihan did not allow her to cover herself with a blanket alone again and openly hugged her with one hand to sleep.

He treated her like a human pillow.

Wanwan was still not used to it, especially since her pajamas were vacuum, she did not feel safe at all.

Didn't Fu Sihan suspect that she was seducing him?

Wasn't he unwilling to interact more with her?

Sigh, how nice was Third Young Master Fu, who used to treat her as "trash" in the past!

The room was lit with the calming incense. Even though Wanwan was nervous, she could not withstand the hypnosis of the calming incense and quickly fell asleep.

Fu Sihan opened his eyes. Even ordinary sleeping medicine did not have any effect on him, let alone calming incense.

He looked at the person in his arms. Jiaojiao was soft and her face was delicate and gentle, dispelling the endless loneliness in the middle of the night.

"Oh ~"

The sleeping posture before going to sleep was not very comfortable. She moved slightly and her head rubbed against his shoulder. Her collar was open as well.

From Fu Sihan's angle, he could see her collar, and he could clearly feel her chest and arms.

Fu Sihan's body was a little hot, and even his breathing was burning.

After taking care of Fu Sihan for two days, Wanwan finally made a decision.

"Third Young Master, do you know where to learn how to shoot?"

"Hmm?" Fu Sihan raised his head and took his gaze out of the document. "Interested?"

She did not look like a woman who was interested in shooting.

"Just in case." Wanwan looked at Fu Sihan. "If I encounter that situation again in the future, I won't be unable to fight back."

"... " For me?" Fu Sihan could not believe it. His heart sank again.

"I said I would treat you wholeheartedly and treat you well. I will keep my promise."

Wanwan added in her heart, Before you divorce me.2

"Wanwan, come here."

... "" Wanwan felt that every time he said something, there would be no good things. One of them was... forcefully kissing her.

She was completely on guard against him and completely ignored the man calling her, Wanwan.

Wanwan walked over and stopped about one meter away from her. She rolled her eyes and looked at him.

"Mo, what's the matter?"

"Come over a little more." Fu Sihan pushed the document aside and gestured at Yan Wanwan.

His light brown eyes were filled with rolling emotions.

Wanwan took a deep breath. She had just gotten close and had not yet stabilized herself when the man's long arm wrapped around her waist.

The world in front of her was spinning and her body was inserted into the man's arms. She raised her head and before she could see clearly, the man's handsome face was already pressed down.

"Oh!"

This kind of feeling was already familiar to Yan Wanwan - she was kissed again.

This man looked cold and abstinent. When did he become a kissing maniac?!

This posture made Yan Wanwan's entire body pounce on Fu Sihan's body. She was almost unable to exert any strength at all and was unable to put up any resistance at all during the whole process of being kissed.

Until Wanwan's lungs hurt and she could not breathe, he finally showed mercy and let her go.

She panted heavily and did not even have the strength to stand up.

"Third Young Master, why have you been... Why do you often... kiss me?"

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