President Jiaofu is sweet and wild

Maybe it was the provocation of the man's words, Qin Zhuoru felt her heartbeat speeding up uncontrollably, if there was a mirror, she would definitely be able to see her blushing face, and the body leaning against Fu Yuanhang also started to feel hot, her eyes were full of charm, looking Looking at Fu Yuanhang's black eyes, his own charming appearance was reflected in the pupils.

Looking at the charming Qin Zhuoru, Fu Yuanhang felt the blood flow rapidly, uncontrollably increasing the strength around Qin Zhuoru's waist, and the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them had reached its peak, his nose was short of breath, and his breath slapped the other's face indiscriminately superior.

Fu Yuanhang watched Qin Zhuoru's face approaching little by little, he felt that his breathing was about to stop, and instinctively approached her slowly.

Just when the two were about to mingle, the phone rang.

The ambiguous atmosphere dissipated in an instant, and the hearts of the two of them seemed to have fallen into a glacier, and there was a trace of embarrassment when they turned their faces away.

"Aren't you answering your phone?" Fu Yuanhang adjusted his rapid breathing, looked at the ringing cell phone on the table, and his cell phone was muted by himself just now.

"Okay." As soon as Qin Zhuoru opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was unreasonably soft.

She got up and picked up the phone that was upside down on the table. When she looked at the caller ID, her expression froze for a moment, but she quickly adjusted.

"There is something wrong with the company, I may have to deal with it first." Qin Zhuoru said to Fu Yuanhang who was sitting on the sofa, she lied.

"Okay, you deal with it first."

"You pick a movie first, and I'll be ready right away." Qin Zhuoru said in a steady voice.

Looking at Qin Zhuoru's back upstairs still so slim and charming, the phone call was like a bucket of ice water poured from head to toe, waking Fu Yuanhang up.

He almost lost his sense of proportion just now, Fu Yuanhang lowered his eyes, the man's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his fists were clenched tightly, and then released after clenched into fists.

Qin Zhuoru returned to the bedroom, and after making sure the door was locked, he cleared his throat and answered the phone.

"Hey, what's the matter?" The woman's voice was a little impatient.

Gu Fengyuan on the other end of the phone was obviously taken aback when he heard Qin Zhuoru's voice. The woman's voice was no longer as cold as before, with a hint of tenderness. Although she could sense the impatience in her tone, such a gentle voice, Gu Fengyuan is never heard.

Even though he was shocked, Gu Fengyuan adjusted and continued to care: "It's nothing, I just want to ask if your injury is better?"

"It's nothing serious, it's late, and I've already rested." It was obvious that he didn't want to talk more.

"Okay, then you can rest quickly, we will meet soon, and I will return to China in three or four days, Zhuo Ru, do you know, I want to go back to you right away, I miss you very much!"

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After hanging up the phone, Gu Fengyuan's words made Qin Zhuoru tremble. Gu Fengyuan is coming back soon, and I don't know how Lin Sheng is going. If it goes well, it is estimated that he will be able to negotiate with Gu Fengyuan soon.

After thinking for a while, Qin Zhuoru remembered that Fu Yuanhang was still waiting in the living room, so she put down her phone and left the bedroom.

However, Qin Zhuoru came to the living room and found that Fu Yuanhang had fallen asleep.

The man lay sideways on the sofa with his eyes closed.

Thinking that because of himself, Fu Yuanhang might not have rested for a long time, and wanted to ask him to sleep on his side, but wouldn't that just wake him up?
Qin Zhuoru struggled, and approached the sofa lightly.

The man's exquisite eyebrows and eyes attracted Qin Zhuoru's gaze. His slightly curled eyelashes were thick and black, and with the tall nose bridge, it gave people a deep and three-dimensional feeling. How could Fu Yuanhang be so good-looking?

After hesitating for a while, Qin Zhuoru got up and went upstairs, and came down again after a while, with an extra quilt in his hand.

She slowly covered Fu Yuanhang with the quilt, and gently tucked in the corners of the quilt, then picked up the remote control on the coffee table to increase the temperature of the air conditioner in the living room.

Originally, she lowered the temperature of the air conditioner so that Fu Yuanhang would have a legitimate reason to hug her while watching a movie later. She was afraid that Fu Yuanhang would be shy and that she would be cowardly.

But who knew that the man was so tired that he fell asleep?Qin Zhuoru was still a little disappointed, but believed that there would be opportunities in the future.

After finishing everything, Qin Zhuoru turned off the projector and walked upstairs lightly.

After the woman left, Fu Yuanhang, who had been sleeping soundly, trembled his pretty eyelashes slightly, and slowly opened his eyes with a clear expression. How could he look like he was in a deep sleep?

He looked at the quilt covering him, and stroked it lightly with his hands, as if Qin Zhuoru was by his side.

Why didn't he want to hug and watch a movie with Qin Zhuoru, like a normal couple, but he couldn't. In the situation just now, he almost lost control. Fu Yuanhang knew that his self-control was never for Qin Zhuoru, she had a marriage contract, I can't make her regret it, and I can't let her have no way out.

The man closed his eyes, his mind was full of every moment he spent with Qin Zhuoru.

That's good enough, everything else is just wishful thinking.

The hands of the clock pointed to one o'clock in the morning, and Fu Yuanhang, who had just fallen asleep, heard the faint sound of a woman sobbing, and the last time he stayed by Qin Zhuoru's side came to his mind, that was how she cried.

He hurriedly sat up, put on his slippers, walked lightly to the second floor, and found that the light was on in Qin Zhuoru's bedroom, and the light came out from the gap under the door.

Are you still working so late?Fu Yuanhang suspected that he might have misheard just now. He had just turned around and was about to go downstairs when a woman's cry came from the bedroom, with a clear cry and a little murmur.

Confirming that he heard correctly, Fu Yuanhang approached the bedroom. He twisted his hand slightly, and the door opened a crack. The light at the head of the bed looked so warm, but the woman on the bed was pale and curled up into a ball.

"Don't, don't go, don't leave me...don't leave me...don't hate me..."

Qin Zhuoru, who had her eyes closed tightly, said some contradictory words incoherently, and Fu Yuanhang wanted to get closer to hear them clearly.

"Don't... don't touch me, get out!"

Qin Zhuoru's eyes were closed tightly, his emotions became more and more agitated, his teeth were biting his lips desperately, his fair face was covered with water marks, and for a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was cold sweat or tears.

Seeing this scene, the pain surged like a tsunami, making Fu Yuanhang out of breath. He walked quickly to the bedside, called Qin Zhuoru who was trapped in the nightmare, and embraced her.

Qin Zhuoru, who was still trapped in a dream, longed for this warm embrace. She hugged Fu Yuanhang tightly and buried her head in Fu Yuanhang's chest.

Fu Yuanhang hugged Qin Zhuoru tightly, and patted her on the back to comfort her.

But I don't know what was dreaming again, Qin Zhuoru struggled desperately, tears poured out of her eyes, she tore his clothes, bit his neck, scratched his arms, she used all available attack methods, Fu Yuan Hang still hugged her and did not let go.

After all, the woman was tired from struggling, her sobs were hoarse, there were still traces of tears on the wine-red pajamas, and a large area of ​​Fu Yuanhang's chest was wet.

The woman finally calmed down, as if she had gotten rid of her nightmare.

"Bada!" A drop of clear tears fell on Fu Yuanhang's arm, his eyes were red, thinking of Qin Zhuoru just now, his heart felt as if he was being grabbed by a big hand, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

The woman's hand tightly grabbed his pajamas, as if she was afraid that he would leave, and her body curled up in Fu Yuanhang's arms.

The two hugged each other like this, leaning against the bedside table.

The next day, Qin Zhuoru, who had a light sleep and a very regular biological clock, woke up on time. The moment she opened her eyes, she felt the thickness of her eyelids. She probably had another nightmare last night.

Qin Zhuoru was not surprised at all, but the next second made her dumbfounded.

Why is Fu Yuanhang on his own bed?Still holding yourself?Why is my sleeping position so weird?Could it be that he had a nightmare last night and woke up Fu Yuanhang?
Before she could move, Fu Yuanhang had already opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Fu Yuanhang's voice was deeper than usual.

"Hmm..." Qin Zhuoru was about to ask him why he was here, but he stopped for a moment when he saw Fu Yuanhang's neck.

"The living room was a bit cold last night, and then I might have been drowsy and went into your room. I'm sorry..." Fu Yuanhang didn't plan to tell the truth, he was afraid that she would be upset.

After he finished speaking, he was about to take back the hand that hugged Qin Zhuoru's waist, but was grasped by the woman. The woman lowered her head, and Fu Yuanhang couldn't see her expression clearly.

"Is this... did I do it?" Qin Zhuoru's voice trembled heartbreakingly, and she tried hard to blink to keep the tears from streaming down.

Fu Yuanhang looked at the scratch on his arm, he withdrew his hand to try to cover it up and said, "Maybe it's because I didn't turn on the light yesterday, where are you scratching..."

"Where's the tooth marks on the neck? Also?" Qin Zhuoru raised her head sharply, the corners of the woman's eyes were red, and she felt distressed.

There was no way to hide it anymore, Fu Yuanhang didn't say anything, he took Qin Zhuoru's hand, gently sent her into his arms, and whispered softly in her ear: "It's okay, it's just that you're having a nightmare."

Or did you hurt him yourself?Qin Zhuoru in Fu Yuanhang's arms shed two lines of tears. She was not sad that her secret was discovered, but that she hurt Fu Yuanhang.

Qin Zhuoru broke free from Fu Yuanhang's arms, and under Fu Yuanhang's slightly surprised gaze, got out of bed and took the medicine box.

Qin Zhuoru gently disinfected the wound with a cotton swab. Judging by the depth of the wound, he really exerted all his strength last night.

Fu Yuanhang saw the fine gleam of water in Qin Zhuoru's eyes, and he joked, "It doesn't hurt at all, this is the exclusive mark you gave me!"

Looking at the man in front of him who was still trying to make himself happy, Qin Zhuoru hesitated for a while, and said, "Yuanhang, do you want to know why I have nightmares?" Qin Zhuoru has never told anyone about these things, even Lin Sheng It is smattering.

For so many years, the death of his parents, the revenge to be avenged, these invisible shackles have always made Qin Zhuoru breathless. When he first met Fu Yuanhang, Qin Zhuoru helped him out of the siege, but after knowing each other and now falling in love, Fu Yuanhang always Being able to see through her fragility, he loves her, tolerates her, and cherishes her, which makes Qin Zhuoru, who has always shown himself to be strong, want to rely on the only person he can trust.

"I'd love to hear it, would you like to tell me?"

Fu Yuanhang will always put Qin Zhuoru first. Last night, seeing Qin Zhuoru tortured by a nightmare, Fu Yuanhang was eager to know why, but he respected her. If she didn't want to say it, he would not force her. He would be by her side protect her.

Looking into his lover's eyes, Qin Zhuoru opened his mouth in pain.

"My parents died when I was very young..."