379: C379 It's Killing Me!

C379 It's Killing Me!

Yan Shu's ears turned red. She pretended not to hear him.

She recalled the time when she changed into a swimsuit in the morning and the maid brought her into the bedroom. She walked past the man and walked towards the bedroom.

She had just walked to the door and was about to open the bedroom door when a hand was placed on the door handle.

"What are you doing?" Yan Shu looked at the man unhappily.

"Just now in Sui's bedroom, I saw you kiss their foreheads and say good night to them." Fu Yunjian slightly bent his body and pulled away from her. His voice was slightly heavy.

"Yan Shu, I want it too."

Yan Shu's heart suddenly jumped. She took a few steps back and looked at him suspiciously. "Fu Yunjian, how many women have you chased?"

"No." Fu Yunjian said, "You are the first, and you will be the last."

"You're so good at picking up girls, you don't look like a newbie!" Yan Shu sneered. Obviously, she did not believe what the man said. "You have never chased Jingyan's mother?"

Fu Yunjian frowned and fell silent.

"It is not convenient to talk here. Why don't we talk in my room?" If she wanted to know about his past, he could tell her everything. "Or, you can go to your room..."

"Eh, Madam, why are you standing here?"

Before Fu Yunjian could finish his sentence, the maid's voice came from the stairs.

He and Yan Shu turned around at the same time and saw the madame standing not far away from them. They heard a lot and were waving at the servant who had just spoken.

The servant saw Fu Yunjian and Yan Shu standing close to each other and understood something. She rolled down the stairs.

The madame heaved a slight sigh of relief and quietly turned around to listen. She did not expect Fu Yunjian and ___ to look at her.

Fu Yunjian said with a smile that was not a smile, "Mom, why don't you come closer and listen more clearly."

"What nonsense are you talking about!? I didn't eavesdrop on your conversation. I just came upstairs!" The madame snorted and walked towards her bedroom in a dignified manner.

Before returning to her room, the old mistress looked at Fu Yunjian and Yan Shu again, her eyes filled with affection.

Fu Yunjian's sharp eyes saw it and revealed a helpless expression.

After the old mistress entered the bedroom, Fu Yunjian looked at Yan Shu and was about to say something when he did not expect Yan Shu to push his hand away and quickly enter the room.

With a click, the door was locked.

The next second, he vaguely heard the sound of wood hitting wood. He estimated that Yan Shu was holding a chair in front of the door.

Fu Yunjian was stunned. He rubbed his forehead and could not help but laugh.

This was a place he had lived in for more than twenty years. He was very familiar with every corner of the house. What did he really want to do? Did she think that she could block him with a chair in front of the door?

Fu Yunjian did not linger in front of Yan Shu's bedroom. He quickly returned to his bedroom.

Standing under the shower, the man lowered his head and allowed the warm water to wash over his head and back. He could not help but think of the kiss he had in the swimming pool in the morning.

The woman's lips were warm, soft, fragrant, and sweet.

He seemed to be able to smell the faint herbal scent on her body...

Because of the plot arranged by the madame five years ago, Fu Yunjian had more or less hated women. In addition, he had been focusing on his work these few years and had no desire for women.

But today, Yan Shu's kiss was like a spark burning a prairie fire. It made his heart burn with a fire that could not be extinguished no matter what.0

He wished he could press her down and bully her...

Fu Yunjian closed his eyes. The image of a woman's wet clothes sticking close to her body appeared in front of his eyes. Water droplets slid down her cheeks and a small piece of fair skin was revealed from her collar.

It was really fatal!

The man's breathing became disordered for a few seconds. After finding the shower switch, he turned it over to the cold water.

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