Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

Fu Qingye looked Jiang Manxue calmly from top to bottom.

The starry sky black gauze covered with tiny crystals is a one-line neckline, which just reveals Jiang Manxue's slender neck like a swan's neck. Her skin is very white, as white as frost and snow.

The clavicle is very delicate, the beauty bone is slightly raised, and the undulating lines are like mountains in the morning mist. The waist is just outlined, and the feeling of grasping is both fragile and tight. The skirt is knee-length, and the skirt is swaying when walking. Brought up the light of the starry sky.

The most amazing thing is the legs, straight and straight, with beautiful lines. Although they are thin, they are not too thin without aesthetic feeling. Like hemp.

All in all, perfect.

Fu Qingye's thin lips hooked slightly, his eyes were filled with satisfaction, and he nodded slightly, "Well, the skirt fits very well, it's just..."

He paused for a moment, his phoenix eyes moved slightly, and his eyes wandered from Jiang Manxue's knees to Jiang Manxue's face. The left and right cheeks are not symmetrical at all. If the left cheek is a beautiful angel, then the right cheek can bear it. The name of the devil Satan was lost, and it was very swollen. Although it was no longer red, it started to turn blue and black.

The redness was due to the rupture of the capillaries under the superficial skin due to the strong injury, but the redness had now turned into blue bruises, dotted all over, spreading from her cheeks to the corners of her eyes like terrifying spider webs. His eyes were still swollen and narrowed into a slit.

A stern look flashed across Fu Qingye's eyes, and he continued slowly, "It's ugly, it's a waste of this dress."

When Jiang Manxue heard his words, she shrank her shoulders slightly and lowered her head, as if trying to hide her cheeks.

She looked in the mirror when she washed up in the morning, so she clearly knew what a terrible face her face looked like. It was understandable for Fu Qingye to say that, even she couldn't bear to look at it.

"You...do you have a mask? Give me one. I'll cover your face..." Jiang Manxue said in a low voice, tentatively, a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

Fu Qingye put down the newspaper in his hand, "It's time to eat, what mask are you wearing, did you apply medicine in the morning?"

Jiang Manxue nodded, "Wipe it."

Fu Qingye nodded, "Well, three times a day, wipe it off on time, otherwise you'll be dangling in front of people with such a face every day, tsk..."

He didn't finish his sentence, and there was some disgust in his tone.

Jiang Manxue nodded in response, "Okay, got it."

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Hurry up and come over to eat, do you want me to feed you? Although I am also happy to help." Fu Qingye raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing some teasing faintly, as well as subtle ruffianism, very flirtatious people.

Wang Sun is full of flair, not annoying, but will blush and be at a loss.

Jiang Manxue pursed her lips, suppressing her discomfort, and walked to the dining table in a few steps.

"Don't move." Fu Qingye suddenly shouted.

Jiang Manxue stood there in confusion, "Huh?"

Fu Qingye got up and walked to her side, bowed slightly and pulled out the chair, and then said: "Sit down."

After Jiang Manxue sat down, Fu Qingye's arm was still on the back of the chair, giving people the illusion of holding Jiang Manxue in his arms.Jiang Manxue sat on the chair with her back straight, or she actually had her back stiff. Fu Qingye's aura behind her was too strong and aggressive.

It seems that she has stepped into his territory now and is at his mercy.

Jiang Manxue's breathing became tense due to the illusion that he tasted the knife, and I was fish. Her throat was a little dry, and she asked in a stuttering voice, "Fu Qingye, what... what's wrong?"

"Don't move." Fu Qingye's voice rang next to her ear, so close that she could clearly feel the scorching breath in his breath.

Suddenly, Jiang Manxue's scalp was pulled into pain, "Hiss..."

"Say don't move." Fu Qingye said again.

Only then did Jiang Manxue realize that it was the button on Fu Qingye's sleeve that was hanging on her hair, and the hair was entangled with the button on his sleeve, which made him unable to move and did not leave.

This recognition made Jiang Manxue suddenly relax, her whole body softened, and she often breathed a sigh of relief.

The feeling just now was too scary... and too strange.

Sure enough, he should stay away from Fu Qingye.

Fu Qingye carefully untied the hair wrapped around the buttons with his fingers. Unlike his harsh words just now, his movements were very light and gentle.

Jiang Manxue said: "Just tear it off, it's okay, just a few strands of hair, it won't hurt."

As she spoke, she was about to raise her hand to tear off the strands of hair herself, so as not to be so muddled and waste time.

"Don't move!" Fu Qingye's voice was obviously higher this time, with a heavy tone, very severe, and extremely dissatisfied.

"Can't you understand what I'm saying? Didn't you learn Chinese well in elementary school?" Fu Qingye's anger came out of nowhere, Jiang Manxue couldn't help turning pale, and didn't dare to move again.

After a while, Fu Qingye finally untied the strands of hair wrapped around his buttons.

The ends of the hair slipped through his fingers, soft and smooth, like fingers inadvertently soaked in water waves, swimming fish and fine stones, the waves are clear.

There is also the aroma of oranges, clean and refreshing.

"Very fragrant." Fu Qingye murmured in a low voice.

The murmur rang in Jiang Manxue's ears, and Jiang Manxue replied in a low voice, "It's the scent of shampoo."

"Well, I know." Fu Qingye replied with a kind of understanding.

"Do you like this taste?" Fu Qingye asked again.

Jiang Manxue responded softly, "Well, I like it."

She likes this taste, as if she is in the nature under the sun, with a breath of freedom.

"That's good." Fu Qingye's eyes were full of satisfaction.

What good?Jiang Manxue's mind was full of question marks.

But in order not to be embarrassed, she said again: "Well, the ones in the bathroom are very useful, and the previous hostess is very tasteful."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly noticed that Fu Qingye's breath beside her had become a little cold, it was suddenly cold, cold and cold.

Fu Qingye stood up abruptly, stopped teasing her hair with his fingers, and went back to sit across the table. He waved to Mama Wu, "Mama Wu, serve the porridge. Put a little parsley in Miss Jiang's bowl."

"Ah?" Jiang Manxue looked confused, and then the facial features on her face wrinkled into a ball, full of disgust and fear, "Can you stop eating coriander, I don't like the taste of coriander, I can't eat it."

Fu Qingye narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly, and let out a soft hum from his throat, the corners of his lips were still slightly curled up, without a smile, but a bit nasty, "That's not okay, you have to eat if you don't like it, who told you to talk nonsense?" , this is punishment."

After he finished speaking, Wu Ma just rightly put a bowl of sashimi porridge in front of Jiang Manxue.

The small bowl of white bone china, the porridge is very thick, soft and delicious at first glance, besides some fish fillets, there is also a handful of conspicuously green coriander, which is more green against the white porridge.

Jiang Manxue felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy, her jaw tightened, "Where did I talk nonsense, what kind of punishment is this?"

Fu Qingye looked at her quietly, his eyes were as calm as a pool of incomparably clear sea water, but underneath it seemed that a huge storm was brewing, with huge waves that could not be suppressed.

His eyes stopped on Jiang Manxue's terrifying right cheek, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes. It was not sympathy, but a kind of heartache for the damage to the extremely precious porcelain. Of course, Jiang Manxue is more precious than porcelain .

He paused every word: "Jiang Manxue, are you playing stupid with me?"