Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

Jiang Manxue ran all the way, running faster and faster, the wind whizzed past her ears, blowing her eyes so hard that she couldn't open them.

Finally feeling a little tired, there was a white stone step at the corner. She sat on that step and buried her face between her legs.

Tears flowed wantonly, silent sobs.

She was not crying about the humiliation Lu Sichen gave her today, nor about Fu Qingye's misunderstanding, but about her own stupidity.

It seemed that no matter how hard she tried, she would never be able to get rid of Lu Sichen's shadow.

This is mud and shackles.

In the middle of the night, the shadows of the flowers are messy, and the dark clouds cover some of the moon, making it darker and brighter.

Fu Qingye was wearing a nightgown and slowly walked towards the balcony. The night breeze was slightly cool, blowing a slight chill across his skin.

He glanced at the closed bedroom door, it was Jiang Manxue's room.

The warm and peaceful state of the two has been broken today.

Thinking of this, thinking of Jiang Manxue's red eyes with tears, Fu Qingye became more and more depressed. He walked to the counter and picked up a glass, poured a glass of whiskey, dropped ice cubes, and poured it into his mouth in one gulp.

The spicy taste fell into the throat and went straight to the bottom of my heart.

Holding the glass and shaking it gently, the sound of ice cubes colliding with the glass wall was extremely clear in this dark night.

With a 'gudong' sound, he drank half a glass of wine in one gulp, as if he wanted to suppress the anger in his heart with the strength of the alcohol.

Taking a few deep breaths, he slowly walked towards the closed bedroom door.

With a slight twist, the bedroom door opened, which made him surprised at the same time in his heart, but also felt a little unclear.

Jiang Manxue didn't lock the door, she wasn't worried about what he would do.

She is not afraid of him, she trusts him.

This kind of cognition made his angry heart suddenly calm down, and the rationality in his mind gradually returned.

With soft footsteps, he walked in slowly, and the moonlight slipped in through the window, reflecting the beautiful sleeping face on the bed.

Jiang Manxue didn't sleep well, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and her eyelashes fluttered.

The furrowed brows made Fu Qingye's heart twitch, he didn't want to see her unsteady at all.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingye's eyes darkened, and he felt a little frustrated in his heart.

It's like this every time, she can cause him to be disturbed by doing nothing, it used to be, and it still is.

Originally, he wanted to air her well, let her show weakness to him, take the initiative to seek him, and cuddle him, but he miscalculated.

Slowly came to the bed, leaned over to look at Jiang Manxue.

With such a delicate and beautiful face, if he waited to die, he might be snatched away.

He is not calm today, he has always been like this, as long as he encounters something about Jiang Manxue, he will not be calm.

"Lu Sichen." He whispered the name softly in his heart, the light in his eyes was as cold as the frost and snow of the winter solstice.

Perhaps his emotions were so exposed that Jiang Manxue felt that way in his sleep, shrinking slightly, and his posture like a little sheep softened the light in Fu Qingye's eyes.

"Fu Qingye, Aye..."

For some reason, Jiang Manxue murmured his name softly.

The heart softened into a cloud and turned into water.

Was there him in the dream?So good, so good.

"Xuexue." He also murmured softly, his low voice was like a deep song in the night, he lowered his head slowly, and gently kissed his forehead with his thin lips.

It was a reverent, loving kiss.

Jiang Manxue opened her eyes and looked at Fu Qingye who was close at hand.

He was wearing a bathrobe, his hair was still dripping with water, his body smelled like shower gel, and Jiang Manxue's earlobes were slightly reddened by the heat of his body.

"Aye, what's the matter?" She asked softly.

Fu Qingye looked down and saw her slightly red earlobes, feeling amused in his heart, kissed her small earlobes lightly, breathing hotly, directly from Jiang Manxue's ears to his heart.

Fu Qingye wrapped his arms around Jiang Manxue's waist unconsciously, with an intimacy and tenderness without a hint of lust, just wanting to simply embrace the person in front of him.

"You are not allowed to meet Lu Sichen in the future." Fu Qingye buried his head on Jiang Manxue's shoulder, and his voice came muffled.

Jiang Manxue was stunned, and it took him a while to remember what he was talking about.

"Fu Qingye, I have nothing to do with Lu Sichen."

"I know." After a while, Fu Qingye's voice sounded.

He pulled Jiang Manxue off and let her sit on his lap, looking at each other with an indescribable entanglement.

"Xuexue, I know."

He was just too impulsive today, so some of his words were insincere.

"For my unscrupulous words today, I apologize, I'm sorry." Fu Qingye looked at her with a gentle voice, Jiang Manxue's face was only reflected in her long and narrow phoenix eyes, as if she was the only one in the world.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have made you cry. I said it clearly. I will never let you cry again."

While talking, Fu Qingye gently wiped the end of Jiang Manxue's eyes with his fingertips, as if wiping away those sad tears during the day.

Jiang Manxue didn't know that, from the moment she saw tears in her eyes, Fu Qingye felt remorseful.

Those overwhelming regrets almost crushed him.

He shouldn't have questioned Jiang Manxue with outrageous words.

He wanted to apologize to Jiang Manxue, but he never found the opportunity. He felt so depressed that his heart ached.

He shouldn't, shouldn't hurt the person he originally wanted to put on the top of his heart like this.

Fu Qingye's arms around Jiang Manxue's waist became tighter and tighter, as if they were about to rub her into his flesh and blood.

I don't know who took the initiative, kissed lightly, at first it was delicate and gentle, while the breath was intertwined, suddenly, like sparks starting a prairie fire, the body sank softly into the bed.

Fu Qingye was extremely addicted to the sweet fragrance touched between his lips. His kiss came to her earlobe, her neck, her body temperature rose, her heart beat faster, and her breathing became short of breath.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't make you sad." Fu Qingye whispered in her ear.

Jiang Manxue also hugged him, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Then you forgive me?"

"Forgive me, I forgive you."

"You are so kind, I am so hateful, you still forgive me."

"You are not hateful, you apologize, and after you apologize, you will still be my Aye, the best Aye."

The two are like animals licking each other's wounds, embracing each other tightly, wanting to absorb each other's warmth, as if this will last forever.

Finally, embrace each other and fall asleep.

The moonlight outside the window is like jade, with a few faint fragrances floating, and the leaves sway gently in the breeze.

But after a while, someone stretched out his hand and closed the curtains, blocking the gentle moonlight from the window. He turned to look at the person sleeping peacefully on the bed, and his heart instantly turned into water.

Taking a few steps slowly, she turned off the desk lamp, and went to bed with her arms around Jiang Manxue who was sleeping peacefully, the satisfaction in her heart seemed to overflow.

Just hold it like this and sleep till the end of time, that's fine too.