Your Miss Su is blackened

Su Wan's face suddenly became a little colder.

The reason she stood up straight was to make herself appear to be in good shape.

She didn't want the man who just came back to see anything strange about her.

The woman turned her head to An Tong and said, "Aunt An, I can just go upstairs by myself, remember to call me during dinner."

"Good lady." An Tong replied quickly.

Su Wan turned around and walked towards the stairs.

When she turned her back to An Tong and Fu Moxing, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

In fact, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the gray box in Fu Moxing's hand just now.

It was not difficult to guess that it was a gift from Su Ling'er.

It is intentional.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Su Wan took off his coat and just sat down on the bed when the door was pushed open.

She looked up.

The goal was Fu Moxing's handsome face.

His complexion seemed a little...gloomy? !

Who messed with him? !

While still thinking about it, Fu Moxing had already walked to the single sofa in the bedroom.

He put the box in his hand on the table.

Su Wan saw it out of the corner of his eye, and found it extremely... dazzling.

She lowered her eyes, lifted the quilt calmly, and planned to lie down.

I'm really tired and want to rest.

But at this moment, the man walked towards her.

After Fu Moxing stood still beside the bed, he stretched out his hand, and stroked her face with his long fingers, and said in a gentle voice, "Are you tired?"

Su Wan waved his hand away indifferently: "It's none of your business."

His expression didn't change, he just stared at her and said in a deep voice: "It's my birthday today, and you didn't give me a gift, and you didn't tell me happy birthday."

At first hearing this, it sounded like a bit of complaint.

It's really fun.

Before Su Wan could refute, the man's voice sounded again: "But on your birthday, I didn't seem to say anything, so we're even."

Is it even?

but--

On her birthday, she didn't get a man who coveted her to come out and let him have dinner with her, his legal husband.

That kind of situation, that kind of method, only he, Fu Moxing, can use it, right? !

When Su Wan thought of this, he felt disgusted.

Her indifferent voice sounded without a trace of warmth: "If you have nothing to do, don't bother me, I'm going to rest."

After the words fell, the woman was about to lie down.

Fu Moxing's face inevitably turned ugly.

This indifference again.

This impatience again.

He hated seeing this expression on Su Wan's face, and also hated this woman treating him like this.

Before Su Wan could lie down, a man's figure pressed down, covering her in the shadow.

Fu Moxing pressed his hand on the pillow, and stared at her with bottomless black eyes, with a bit of strength and domineering eyes, as if to swallow her up.

She was about to raise her hand to push him away.

The man noticed it first, grabbed her wrist and pressed it on top of her head.

He leaned over again, and pressed his cold thin lips against hers.

Su Wan struggled desperately, moving her hands indiscriminately, and her stubborn face was also moving around, extremely uncooperative.

but--

She is a weak woman, how could she escape every attack from him perfectly? !

His lips were not kissed all the time, and his face was more or less touched.

She feels sick.

Unprecedented nausea.

This scumbag.

Su Guan's heart became ruthless, she turned her face and met Fu Moxing's cold and thin lips accurately, and when he was surprised, she bit them hard.