Forced Marriage and Locked Love: Ome does not give way

"Why are you here?" Fu Zhuofan seemed surprised that she would come back on his birthday.

Xia Qinliang tightly grasped the trunk lever in his hand, "You guys are..."

From when the two were still far away, she had already guessed that the person on Fu Zhuofan's back was probably Charlotte.But when she saw clearly, her heart still ached involuntarily.

She knew about the marriage of the two, but she always thought that Fu Zhuofan would not talk to Charlotte, but seeing how close they are now...

"I... I graduated from graduate school today, so I came back to celebrate your birthday... I went to the old house, because there were too many people..." After Xia Qinliang finished speaking, she stood cautiously on the side, quite like a A schoolboy who made a mistake.

Fu Zhuofan gave her a cold look, ignored her, and walked straight into the room, carrying Charlotte who had fallen asleep at some point on his back.

When Xia Qinliang was about to follow her into the house with her luggage, she was abruptly blocked by Fu Zhuofan with a question.

"Shouldn't you go home to meet your parents now?" Fu Zhuofan said, closing the door mercilessly and shutting her out.

Although Xia Qinliang was unwilling, she couldn't live in someone else's new house with a faceless face, took a suitcase, and took a taxi home with a little silence.

She didn't understand why Fu Zhuofan always treated her like hot and cold, cold when Charlotte didn't appear, and hot when Charlotte appeared.

She has known this for a long time, but she has always refused to believe it. She insists that all this is just a coincidence.

But when there are many coincidences, it is no longer a coincidence.

She wishfully believed that as long as she was by his side, one day he would turn around and see her.

……

Fu Zhuofan entered the room with Charlotte on his back. He didn't dare to put her covered in vomit on the bed or sofa, so he carried her back to the bathroom and threw her in the bathroom.

Turning on the shower, he didn't care if Charlotte was awake or not, he tried the water temperature and began to rinse her body.

The warm water flowed on her body, soaking through the little white dress, and tightly adhered to her skin, outlining a beautiful figure.

The little face that drank the wine exuded a faint blush, as beautiful as a lotus flower in bud, the cherry lips opened and closed slightly, but no words overflowed, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, like two Perched butterfly.

This picture stimulated Fu Zhuofan's eyes.

Just as he was engrossed in watching, Charlotte, whose face had been washed by the shower, was choked by the water entering the trachea from the nasal cavity, and began to cough violently, "cough cough cough..."

Her cough brought Fu Zhuofan, who was in a daze, back to reality.

The shower in her hand began to move down slowly...washing every inch of her body.

"Charlotte, you can get up now." Fu Zhuofan looked at the clean clothes and said coldly.

At this time, Charlotte had completely fallen asleep, and could not hear a single word he said, "..."

"Charlotte, I said you can get up!" Fu Zhuofan growled, hoping to wake her up with his own volume.

But she remained indifferent, using the bathtub as a big bed, and fell asleep sweetly.

"..." Fu Zhuofan's already dark and ugly face was even worse at this time, like an iron bread man, "Get up!"

A few minutes later, he also understood that it was as difficult as heaven to wake up Charlotte at this moment. After hesitating for three seconds, he began to take off her clothes that smelled of alcohol.

In a moment, a girl's body with a perfect figure appeared in front of him, but he was a little embarrassed in comparison.

The originally white shirt was soaked through at this moment, and the skin with clear texture was looming, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Charlotte!" Fu Zhuofan roared helplessly, and finally complied with his own mood, hugging her body with disgust and anticipation.

Surprisingly, her body was soft to the touch.

Suppressing the animal desire in his heart, he put her safely on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

Afterwards, he ran to the bathroom without saying a word.

He never thought that one day he would be so out of control.

Just by simply touching her skin, there was already a reaction.

This night is destined to sleep well.

The next morning.

Under the pink quilt, Charlotte's soft body moved slowly, then her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes opened in a daze.

This is yourself?

home?
Who brought himself home?
Who took off my clothes?
She wondered in her mind.

But soon, her question was answered.Because she saw Fu Zhuofan coming out of the bathroom in fluffy pajamas in a clean suit.

"Why are you in my room?" Charlotte asked coldly, staring at him with a relaxed expression on his face. The two always slept in separate rooms. This man suddenly appeared in her room. What's the matter?
Fu Zhuofan casually picked up a towel beside him and threw it on his head, with a tepid voice, "Yesterday, you used up all the water in my bathroom."

"..." Charlotte's face was slightly ugly.

Memories of last night slowly came to mind.

"Ding dong." The doorbell rang suddenly.

Charlotte glanced at Fu Zhuofan who had no intention of opening the door, "Go and open the door."

"why?"

"I'm naked!" Charlotte's last words amounted to a roar.

Only then did Fu Zhuofan step forward with his long legs, and slowly went downstairs to open the door.

This early in the morning, who is not afraid of death to knock on the door?Do you know it's only seven o'clock!Rest time!
The moment he opened the door and saw the people outside, Fu Zhuofan's already dark face instantly became even darker.

"Why are you here?" Fu Zhuofan asked angrily, the alienation in his voice was obvious.

Xia Qinliang didn't seem to feel his indifference, she raised the bag in her hand and smiled brightly: "I brought you breakfast! I made it myself, it tastes very good."

"No need, we have a chef." After Fu Zhuofan finished speaking, he made a gesture to close the door.

"I just returned to China yesterday, and you turned me away. Today, I came to you early in the morning without sleeping. Do you want to treat me like this?" Xia Qinliang's tone revealed helplessness.

Fu Zhuofan didn't seem too enthusiastic when he heard the words, but the movement of closing the door stopped.

"Zhuofan, I knew you still cared about me!" Xia Qin smiled and entered the door carrying a bag.

Fu Zhuofan snorted, dismissive of her seemingly invisible approach.

"Who's here?" Charlotte had already put on her own pajamas at this time, and she was a pair with Fu Zhuofan, walking slowly downstairs.

No one answered her words.

"Oh, so it's my sister who came." Charlotte understood everything when she saw the person coming.

Unexplained gaze wandered over the two of them for a while, and then moved to the steaming bowl of preserved egg and lean pork porridge.

The porridge was well done, not thin or thick, and it was topped with chopped green onions.

"Yeah, Charlotte, long time no see. I just returned home yesterday, so I haven't had time to send you a message yet." Xia Qinliang smiled apologetically, and then continued to pour out a bowl of the breakfast she brought.

"No need, don't I already know?" Charlotte replied tepidly.

Xia Qinliang handed the bowl in her hand to Fu Zhuofan who was sitting on the sofa without saying a word, "Zhuofan, drink it while it's hot. If it gets cold, it won't taste good."

Charlotte also knew that she was a big light bulb at this time, and waved her hand: "Okay, you guys continue, I will avoid it."

Looking at her embarrassed figure, Fu Zhuofan's eyes revealed a feeling called concern.

"Eat it yourself." Putting the bowl back into Xia Qinliang's hand, she got up and went upstairs.

Xia Qinliang held the steaming bowl, at a loss.

Sure enough, her guess was correct...

Knowing that she was a moth to a flame, she still couldn't help but did it without hesitation.

Putting the porridge on the table, she got up and left.

"Aren't you going to accompany your dream lover?" Charlotte saw Fu Zhuofan going upstairs shortly after going upstairs, sneering.

Fu Zhuofan went straight back to the room, "Change clothes."

"Oh." Charlotte nodded.

"What? It's so related? Do you like me?" When Fu Zhuofan changed clothes, he still didn't forget to talk to her.

"Thinking too much?" Charlotte replied angrily, "It's really narcissistic."

"It's best like this." Fu Zhuofan walked out of the dressing room in a well-dressed manner after changing his clothes, and glanced at Charlotte standing by the door, "I don't want you to beg me not to divorce when the time comes."

Charlotte snorted coldly: "Don't worry, there won't be that time."

Fu Zhuofan didn't answer her again, and went downstairs to go to the company.

As soon as I got downstairs, I could smell that strong smell.

Preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

Ah.

Walking to the table, poured all the porridge in the bowl into the lunch box, and then left with the lunch box.

When Charlotte went downstairs, she happened to see the moment when Fu Zhuofan left the house carrying a lunch box.

Tsk tsk, Fu Zhuofan really doesn't want to waste at all, so he has to take it away.

No wonder, isn't it made by his favorite person.

Even if you are full, you have to finish eating.

Fu Zhuofan walked out of the house with the lunch box in his hand, and before he took three or four steps, he threw the lunch box in his hand on the side of the road without mercy.

A group of stray dogs immediately surrounded the past.

Seeing this scene, Fu Zhuofan didn't feel bad at all.

Doesn't she like to cook porridge?Then let her do it, anyway, it can save the puppy.

At this time, Xia Qinliang was in a bad mood after receiving cold eyes for delivering breakfast, so much so that he almost bumped into an old man on the way home.

After repeated apologies, the old man let her go.

Hearing the sound of Xia Qinliang opening the door, Xia Mingcheng asked with concern: "Daughter, are you back?"

"Yeah." Xia Qinliang was obviously not so excited after being coldly stared at. He threw the handbag on the sofa dejectedly, and then fell down on the sofa by himself.

"What's the matter? Didn't you say to send porridge to Zhuo Fan?" Xia Mingcheng was puzzled by his daughter's strange behavior and asked in confusion.