Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

Jiang Manxue's cheek was touched by his finger, and she turned her face slightly uncomfortably, trying to avoid his hand.But I turned my head a few times, but it was useless.Because no matter how she tried to hide, she couldn't hide from his fingertips coming one after another.

In an instant, grievances spread to Jiang Manxue's heart.

Her lips were pursed slightly, and there was an expression of incomparable aggrievedness in her eyes, which had been soaked in the smell of alcohol.

"You just met me, and you want me to help you take a bath and wash your clothes! You...you are simply, you are a hooligan!"

Jiang Manxue accused him angrily.

Then, in an instant, the low air pressure that had pervaded Fu Qingye's body just a second ago was instantly swept away.

He burst out laughing, and then gently held Jiang Manxue's shoulder with his palm.

"It turns out that you've been mad at me all along."

Fu Qingye murmured, his fingers caught Jiang Manxue's earlobe restlessly, and gently rubbed the delicate skin on her earlobe.

Then, Fu Qingye's eyes darkened slightly.He seemed to be in deep thought.

While he was meditating, Jiang Manxue relaxed her nerves, and slowly fell asleep again under the vague touch of his fingertips.In the end, he leaned his head directly on Fu Qingye's shoulder bit by bit.

Jiang Manxue's body temperature gradually passed through the fabric of the clothes to Fu Qingye's body, lingering with a faint fragrance.

The driver in the front row lowered his voice and asked, "Boss, where are we going now?"

Fu Qingye looked down at her side face for a while. After a while, he stretched out his arms and hugged her to his lap, hugging her tightly, "Just go back to my house."

……

Sunlight penetrated into the room through the drapes and gauze curtains.

Jiang Manxue's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"hiss……"

When she got up, she couldn't help but hold her head with her hands.The hangover after drinking made her feel congested and dizzy for a moment when she got up, followed by tingling and throbbing in her temples.

Jiang Manxue held her throbbing forehead and looked around the room.

It's just that her vision was still a little fuzzy, and she squinted her eyes hard for a long time before she could barely see the whole room clearly.

For some reason, Jiang Manxue always felt that this room seemed familiar.

She groaned and covered her head with a headache, bent her knees and rested her head on her knees for a while.But belatedly, he found that his body hidden under the quilt was completely naked!

Jiang Manxue was stunned for a moment, then reached into the quilt and touched it carefully.But at this moment, someone suddenly moved on the other side of the big bed.

Jiang Manxue immediately froze in place, her eyes widened.

Not long after, the person on the other side of the bed seemed to wake up too. He turned his head and opened his eyes, and when he saw Jiang Manxue staring at him, he was finally fully awake, and then sat up from the bed.

"you're awake?"

"Fu, Mr. Fu?!"

Almost at the same time, both of them blurted out.

Jiang Manxue noticed with sharp eyes that Fu Qingye, who had sat up from the bed, was shirtless, obviously naked.

When she realized that both of them were naked at this moment, covered under the same quilt.And it is very likely that when he did something, his complexion changed several times in an instant, first it was crimson, and then it was pale.

Jiang Manxue squeezed the corner of the quilt covering her chest, pressed hard on herself, and spoke stiffly.

"Mr. Fu, I...why am I here with you?"

Fu Qingye looked at her leisurely, and asked, "What do you think?"

The sunlight outside the window shines on Fu Qingye's body through the gauze curtain. His body has clear texture, and his skin is white, but not weak. All contain extremely strong explosive power.

Ascetic, yet seductive.

Jiang Manxue was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned her head, "Can you put on your clothes first?"

The blush spread from the cheeks to the neck, and the delicate ears were also so red that they were about to bleed. This white, pink and shy appearance is bewitching without knowing it.

Fu Qingye's eyes sank suddenly, and his throat felt thirsty.

Jiang Manxue waited for a long time and found that there was no movement, she was a little anxious, "Mr. Fu, hurry up, hurry up and put on your clothes first."

Fu Qingye smiled softly, deep, magnetic, and slightly teasing.

Jiang Manxue pursed her lips in embarrassment. After a while, she heard a rustling sound beside her.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fu Qingye lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

After a while, she wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, then turned her head and saw Fu Qingye standing in front of the bed in a black nightgown, looking at her.

As the four eyes met, a smile appeared on Fu Qingye's lips, "What are you covering up, I've seen everything I need to see."

Jiang Manxue was startled, and her face turned pale immediately, "Mr. Fu, what do you mean by...? We... can we..."

"Could it be what?" Fu Qingye looked at her playfully, like a jungle lion playing with an antelope with great interest.

After he finished speaking, he stopped looking at her and went to the bathroom alone.

Jiang Manxue listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, her mind went blank.Could it be that she was really with Fu Qingye last night...

She and Lu Sichen are still husband and wife. With such behavior, she... cheated? !
Since she was a child, she has been taught by the most orthodox aristocratic family, and she pays special attention to etiquette, justice, honesty and shame, cheating... What a shameful word, what a disgusting word.

Even if her marriage with Lu Sichen has long existed in name only, she must stick to the morals that should be upheld!

After Fu Qingye came out of the bathroom, there was still some moisture in his hair. He wiped his hair with a towel and looked at Jiang Manxue. Seeing that she was still sitting on the bed, she narrowed her eyes and said slowly: " What? My bed is so comfortable? It's so comfortable that you don't even want to get out of it?"

Hearing this, Jiang Manxue grabbed the quilt tightly with both hands, tensed up all over, gritted her teeth and said, "No, I don't have any clothes."

She stared at Fu Qingye, like an irritated kitten, repaying his harsh teasing with weak claws.

Fu Qingye rang the bell in the room, and after a while, a Filipino maid knocked on the door and asked, "Master Fu, may I help you?"

Fu Qingye spoke slowly to the Filipino maid, "Prepare a set of clothes for Miss Jiang, lest she... stay in bed."

"You..." Hearing Fu Qingye's words, Jiang Manxue felt really distressed. She wanted to scold him, but her vocabulary was so lacking. After thinking for a long time, she couldn't think of a suitable one, and she suddenly lost her temper.

Half an hour later, Jiang Manxue finished packing and was led to the dining table by the Filipino maid.

The dining table is already full of breakfasts, both Chinese and Western, which are extremely rich.

Fu Qingye was already sitting at the dining table, wearing a suit and tie, holding a newspaper in his hand, looking like an elite and aristocrat.

"Mr. Fu..." Jiang Manxue wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Fu Qingye.

He raised his eyes, with a stern face, with an undeniable momentum, he said in a low voice: "Sit down, let's talk about other things after breakfast."