Wrong Marriage Surprise Marriage: Jing Shao Chasing His Wife, Please Line Up

Fu Zhirong smiled softly: "I said, I want to look at you all the time now, and I can't bear to let you leave me even when I take a bath."

Ruan Qianya gritted her teeth, she knew that this must be Fu Zhirong's temptation again.

It's just that this time she really couldn't guess Fu Zhirong's intentions, so she had no choice but to hold back.

Fu Zhirong carried Ruan Qianya to the bathroom, and with a light lift, put her on the sink.

She and Jing Yihong also did this kind of gesture, it was an intimate gesture when two people were flirting.

Now Ruan Qianya can only rely on great endurance to keep herself from showing disgust and disgust.

She tilted her head and looked at Fu Zhirong pretending to be confused: "Do you want me to watch you take a bath here?"

"Yes." Fu Zhirong smiled softly, and slowly took off his coat.

Ruan Qianya didn't respond, still staring at him calmly.

Fu Zhirong's movements were light but quick, and the shirt on her body was taken off in a blink of an eye, revealing his muscular upper body and thin waist.

Ruan Qianya avoided her face, just stared at his upper body, imagining it as Jing Yihong's figure.

Under Ruan Qianya's constant hypnosis to herself, her face began to burn slowly.

Fu Zhirong put his hand on the buckle of his belt, gently undid it, and pulled the belt straight away.

As long as his hand is loosened, his lower body can be seen in front of Ruan Qianya at a glance.

At this moment, a pair of slender hands rested on Fu Zhirong's.

Fu Zhirong raised his eyebrows and looked at Ruan Qianya: "What's wrong?"

Ruan Qianya's ears were so red that blood could almost drip, she lowered her head and said weakly: "I think I should have liked you very much before I lost my memory. Just watching you take off your shirt, I... and because of amnesia , I look at you now, there is always a feeling of watching a stranger take off his clothes."

In fact, what Ruan Qianya didn't say was very ambiguous, it should mean that just seeing Fu Zhirong take off his shirt, his face turned red like this.

Ruan Qianya seemed embarrassed to say that sentence, but in fact she was too disgusted to say it.

Fu Zhirong lifted Ruan Qianya's chin, forcing her to look at him: "I am your husband, I am not a stranger."

"But I haven't recovered my memory after all." Ruan Qianya lowered her voice, "If the first person I see when I wake up is not you, but another person with malicious intentions, and he tells me that he is my husband, I will will believe it."

"Then when that person takes off his clothes, you will look at him like you look at me?"

Ruan Qianya hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Fu Zhirong's expression twisted visibly to the naked eye, he hated this feeling of being compared with other people very much.

He buckled the belt again, put on his shirt casually, picked up Ruan Qianya directly, and pushed her out of the bathroom: "Go to the bedroom and wait, I'll go find you after washing."

Ruan Qianya breathed a sigh of relief, this test has finally passed.

She tried to reach out and patted the door, and said tremblingly, "Did I say something wrong to make you angry? In fact, you are not exactly the same as a stranger, but now I..."

"Shut up!" Fu Zhirong snapped, the pretense on his face could hardly last.

Ruan Qianya outside the door fell silent for a moment, as if she was frightened.

Fu Zhirong raised his head, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, his voice returned to gentleness: "I can understand what you said, but I can't get over this in my heart. Any man who is treated as a stranger by his wife will not Happy, aren't you? Go back first, I don't mean to blame you. "

Ruan Qianya returned to the room, thinking about what to do next.

She failed in the first move, and all the plans can be said to be lost.

Her original plan was that if Fu Zhirong rejected him, she could use the time alone at night to figure out everything around her.

Then choose to escape at the right time.

Now if Fu Zhirong wants to share the bed with her, this plan will naturally come to naught.

Ruan Qianya was lying on the bed bored, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Once she was free, those memories that she deliberately suppressed flooded up like a tide.

How is Jing Yihong now? What would be her reaction when she knew she was missing?
According to Fu Zhirong's half-truth and half-false description, it can be inferred that Fu Zhirong should have set fire to the cruise ship that day and caused the explosion.

Their boat was not too far away from the cruise ship, and it was unknown if Jing Yihong was injured.

And that kid...

Ruan Qianya buried half of her face in the quilt, just thinking about these things, tears fell down unexpectedly.

When she realized it, she quickly caught her tears with her hands, not letting a single drop fall on the pillow.

Ruan Qianya looked at the teardrops in her palm and suddenly felt mocking.

Staying in Fu Zhirong's place, she seemed pampered and respected, but she didn't even dare to shed a single tear.

Every sentence must be considered and reconsidered, and if you say a wrong sentence, you will lose everything.

She clenched her palms tightly, tears squeezed from her fingers, and dried up quickly.

Suddenly there was a sound of closing the door behind him, it should be Fu Zhirong who walked in.

He has the fragrance of shower gel on his body, but there is no humidity. He should have dried his hair before coming in.

Ruan Qianya suddenly remembered Jing Yihong, every time Jing Yihong took a shower, he would go into the bedroom with wet hair, and then sit on the bedside without saying a word, waiting for Ruan Qianya to offer to blow his hair .

Jing Yihong's expression of feelings is deep and restrained, but when he thinks about each moment carefully, it is so moving.

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Zhirong suddenly bent down, casting a tall shadow on Ruan Qianya.

Ruan Qianya was immersed in memories, and was startled by his sound, and said a little "Oh".

This real reaction actually made Fu Zhirong laugh, he patted Ruan Qianya's head funnyly: "This scares you, why are you so timid?"

Ruan Qianya quickly organized the words in her brain, and then she raised her hand and slapped Fu Zhirong's chest fiercely: "You know that I am afraid of everything now, but you still want to scare me like this."

What she said was half-truth and half-false, so it seemed extraordinarily sincere.

Fu Zhirong shook his head with a good temper, and hugged Ruan Qianya into his arms: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have scared you. Can I fall asleep now?"

Ruan Qianya shook her head honestly, and then said, "Can you tell me the story between us? Let me recall some."

Fu Zhirong was clearly prepared, he nodded, lifted Ruan Qianya's quilt, and lay down beside her: "Of course, it's fine for a day and a night."