Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

Zhao Shuangxun was miserable outside the gate, but the room in the villa was cozy and warm.

Jiang Manxue was lying on the bed, her cheeks flushed abnormally due to the fever, her lips were chapped, which made her look a little haggard, her whole petite body was wrapped in the quilt, extremely weak.

After Fu Qingye boiled the porridge in the casserole, he went upstairs and entered the bedroom.

Thinking of Zhao Shuangxun's words, he lifted the quilt, and started to untie the belt of Jiang Manxue's skirt with a movement of his hands. Those slender hands were extremely nimble, and they were untied after a while.

The little skirt that was originally worn by Starlight Glittering was a little wrinkled at this moment, and it still felt a little damp. Fu Qingye touched it in his hand, his jaw tightened, and it turned blue for a while.

Because Jiang Manxue fell asleep, Fu Qingye could only help her up and leaned against his arms. He gently lifted the hem of the skirt and began to take it off slowly with one hand.

Jiang Manxue, who was in a coma, twisted her waist a little uncomfortable, and snorted twice, the light in Fu Qingye's eyes dimmed for a moment, and the movements of her hands became more and more slow. down.

After a lot of tossing, she finally took off the wrinkled skirt for her.

Fu Qingye's thin lips were slightly pursed, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Jiang Manxue's underwear was tightly attached to her body, revealing her graceful figure. Fu Qingye's face remained motionless, except that there were a little more beads of sweat on his forehead, his face did not change at all.

"I picked this skirt specially for you, but you ended up wearing it like this." Fu Qingye muttered a little angrily.

A kind of hatred that I let you be a princess, but you ran to be a Cinderella.

As he spoke, he groped for her back and began to untie her little cloak.

Jiang Manxue's skin was very smooth, and it felt like she was touching a piece of smooth silk in her hands. The feeling of being washed by milk made Fu Qingye linger for a moment.

After dawdling for a long time, he finally took off the things that were in the way on Jiang Manxue's body.

The last time Jiang Manxue got drunk, it was Wu Ma who actually came to help.Unfortunately today, Mama Wu is not here, so he can only do it for himself. Although the process is very difficult, the taste...is not bad.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Fu Qingye's forehead. He stretched out his long arms and pulled the quilt to cover up the scene that made him unable to calm down.

It may be that I ate lamb, so my body is extra hot!

Fu Qingye found a reason for himself.

After taking off his clothes, Fu Qingye went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of hot water and brought it to the head of the bed. He wrung out the water in the towel and began to slowly wipe Jiang Manxue's cheeks and arms.

He has never done this before, his movements are very blunt and uncomfortable, but he also does it carefully.

When his hand wiped Jiang Manxue's right cheek, those phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

The movements of the hands became lighter, and the swelling on the right cheek still persisted, and a few fingerprints could still be seen faintly.

Fu Qingye's whole body trembled suddenly, and there was a trace of coldness between his brows.He stretched out his hand and threw the handkerchief into the basin, splashing a little with a 'plop'.

His brows were furrowed, and the anxiety in his heart was lingering. The inexplicable anxiety made all his impulses fade away, and he just wanted to find something to vent.

"You're so stupid, why are you always being bullied? I don't know if you'll fight back." Fu Qingye muttered to himself.

He sat on the head of the bed and stared at Jiang Manxue's red and swollen right cheek, his eyes were devouring, terrifying and frightening, making the surrounding air a little condensed.

He leaned over slightly, and gently touched the swollen cheek with his fingers, his eyes were full of deep gazes, "Since I have taken you in, you will be mine from now on."

His people, no one is allowed to move!
Fu Qingye leaned over and kissed Jiang Manxue's smooth forehead lightly, like a seal, full of possessiveness.

After wiping Jiang Manxue's body, he got up and found a tube of anti-swelling plaster from the first aid kit, picked some plaster with his slender fingers, and slowly rubbed it on Jiang Manxue's cheeks.

The ointment was a little cold, and when it touched her already feverish face, it made her shiver slightly, her eyelashes kept trembling, and she became unsteady.

Seeing this, Fu Qingye hurriedly stopped, and gently patted her shoulder with one hand, gently, again and again, in a very slow rhythm, as if coaxing a child to sleep, comforting Jiang Manxue.

After repeating this several times, the ointment is evenly applied.

He treated her very carefully, as if he were treating a piece of delicate porcelain.

Then came medicine. According to Zhao Shuangxun's instructions, Fu Qingye found antipyretics in the first aid kit at home. Fortunately, Mama Wu kept the house in good order, and there were many things that should be there. Otherwise, he would have to let Zhao Shuangxun go out to buy medicine and come back.

After Fu Qingye found the medicine, he tried calling Jiang Manxue.

"Get up and take medicine, Jiang Manxue..."

Jiang Manxue slept deeply, as if the fatigue of the whole day had been completely released, and the whole person was immersed in a dream, unwilling to wake up.

Fu Qingye's eyes looked at Jiang Manxue's lips involuntarily. The red lips were like flowers. Although they looked a little chapped due to lack of water, they did not affect their beauty at all, like roses blooming in early March.

The lip shape is beautiful, neither thin nor thick, and there are lip beads, which are typical begging lips, very attractive.

Fu Qingye's long and narrow phoenix eyes suddenly had a gleam of light, and the tails of the eyes were slightly raised, and suddenly there was a taste of pleasure.For the first time, he felt that Jiang Manxue's falling asleep seemed to be a very perfect thing.

He put the pill in his thin lips, took another sip of water, raised Jiang Manxue's body slightly, leaned over, lowered his head, and moved towards Jiang Manxue's lips...

Originally it was just lip-to-lip contact, but when half of the medicine was fed, Fu Qingye's body tensed unconsciously.

Lips and teeth are close together, so close to each other, and the slightly bitter taste of the pills, the taste in it, only the person involved knows how wonderful it is.

Fu Qingye admitted that he was a little reluctant to let go.

However, after all, he couldn't bully a patient too much. He reluctantly left Jiang Manxue's lips. Her red lips were moist and shiny at the moment, without chapping.

Fu Qingye's eyes looked deeper and deeper, he
He couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his thin lips lightly.

It seems that there is something more to say.