I owe you a lifetime of love

An Nian was stunned for a moment, and the toothbrush in her mouth fell to the ground. She reacted subconsciously and quickly closed the door.

But the man at the door moved faster. He stretched out his long arms, and his big palms tightly clasped the back of the woman's head, pulling her towards him.

An Nian's mouth was full of foam: "Fu Qingshen, why are you crazy!"

How did he know he lived here?

She had been in a daze for the past three days, and even Lu Jingsi didn't know the news about living in this dilapidated residential building.

Fu Qing's hot forehead was pressed against An Nian's, and his eyes met. His hot breath escaped from his lips, and his eyes became confused and cloudy.

An Nian was too frightened to breathe.

Fu Qingshen was drunk.

In An Nian's memory, this person had good living habits and never drank or smoked, but today...

No matter what the reason is, Fu Qingshen like this is dangerous to her.

Her body was tense, and the man's enlarged eyes were unblinking.

This is a face that countless women yearn for...

At this moment, Fu Qing looked at An Nian with deep black eyes, and suddenly frowned, as if he had thought of something and pushed An Nian away.

He was too strong, and An Nian couldn't stand stably, so he pushed her to the ground.

The floor was cold, and An Nian came back to life.

"Go and wash the shit out of your eyes."

Fu Qing commanded in a deep voice, and when he saw An Nian sitting on the ground, a glimmer of light flickered in his dark eyes.

An Nian has long been accustomed to Fu Qingshen's uncertainty.

She calmly got up from the ground.

"Boss Fu, I remember that I have nothing to do with you, please get out of my house."

"Home?" Fu Qingshen shook his body, instead of leaving, he strode into the door instead.

An Nian stepped back.

He closed the door.

With a "bang", there was a lot of strength.

An Nian's face was stained with anger: "Fu Qingshen, what else do you want!"

Fu Qingshen ignored An Nian's anger, his eyes scanned the furnishings in the room, and finally his eyes fell on the sofa in the small living room.

He walked over and sat down generously.

An Nian felt very powerless, she raised her hand and rubbed the space between her brows.

"Fu Qingshen, are you going to stalk me?"

The man's cold eyes scanned An Nian around, and his eyes fell on the buttons of her pajamas. His Adam's apple rolled inexplicably, and he looked away.

"Are you sure you want this kind of virtue to talk to me?"

An Nian lowered his head, a button of his pajamas fell off, and the snow-white scenery was endless.

With heat on her face, she hurried into the bedroom and closed the door.

Ten minutes later, when An Nian came out after a quick wash, the man had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

She was helpless.

Fu Qing was very quiet when he fell asleep, An Nian knew it a long time ago.

The sofa in the small room was not spacious, but rather narrow. Fu Qingshen was lying down in a regular manner, with one hand resting on his heart and the other hanging down.

The lower half of the cuffs of the suit showed a beautiful bone-shaped wrist.

An Nian approached step by step...

How long has she not looked at him so calmly?

She squatted down in front of the sofa, staring at Fu Qingshen's sleepy eyes, and fell into a daze.

"Fu Qingshen, do you have any heart... What are you doing? Don't you look down on me and don't want to see me?"

"I have drawn a clear line with you, what are you doing now!"

An Nian stretched out her hand cautiously, and her slender fingertips paused on Fu Qingshen's eyebrows. Why did she fall in love with this person and this face like a madman?
Suddenly, the black eyelashes of the man sleeping peacefully on the sofa trembled slightly, and a soft call came from his lips: "Xiao Xi..."

The pain of being lingering came from the limbs.

An Nian pressed her heart that seemed to be torn into countless pieces, she got up almost in a panic, hit the glass coffee table with her lower back, and ran towards the bedroom without knowing it.

A sense of suffocation came over and over again.

An Nian frowned tightly, and she called softly, with a hoarse voice from the corner of her lips.

She froze for a moment, fully awake.

Fu Qingshen is kissing her?

She was shocked!
I don't know how she fell asleep, but this scene made her scalp tingle like a dream!

"Fu, Qing, Shen!" An Nian stretched out his hand and gave Fu Qingshen a firm push.

When a man is emotional, he is defenseless and is just pushed away.

His eyes were dyed with a different kind of emotion, and the messy hair covered the corners of his eyes.

He stared at An Nian carefully.

An Nian shrank back a little bit, she was frightened and cried, her voice was full of endless crying: "Fu... Fu Qingshen, we are divorced and have nothing to do with you! You can't, you can't do this again!"

"While you are raising Shen Yuxi, you still come to get into my bed, Fu Qingshen, don't do things that make me look down on you!"

The fingers clutching the corner of the quilt turned white, and her flushed cheeks lost a little bit of blood.

Fu Qingshen was like a demon crawling out of hell.

The small single bed could hardly accommodate two bodies, so he gently moved up to press Anian down.

"Annian, I haven't signed the divorce agreement yet, and you are still my wife, Fu Qingshen!"

"Woooo..." An Nian couldn't help crying.

She couldn't stop it at all, and was powerless to resist.

"Fu Qingshen, have you ever loved me?"

The man paused slightly: "The house is deserted without you."

Don't start with An Nian, tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes: "You have no right to do this kind of thing to me..."

Who can stop what Fu Qingshen wants to do?

Everything developed as he expected.

An Nian cried hoarsely and shrank under the quilt.

There were clear red marks on her fair wrist, and she couldn't even move her fingertips when she was tired.

Fu Qingshen was already fully dressed and standing at the head of the bed. He looked at Anian on the bed and everything in this small room with disgust and contempt in his eyes.

"Annian, you can't leave me."

An Nian closed her eyes and pretended to be dead, how much of her love for Fu Qingshen was left?
"You haven't gone out for three days, I thought something happened to you."

An Nian opened his eyes, and there was a dead silence in his eyes: "If I die alone, will you be sad?"

Fu Qing's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly: "I won't let anything happen to you."

There seemed to be some pity and charity in his words.

An Nian smiled coldly. Her laughter grew louder and her tears grew more and more: "Are you pitying me? I don't have a mother anymore. Are you afraid that I won't think about it so you come to torture me?"

"Fu Qingshen, why are you so cruel?"

Fu Qing took two steps forward, An Nian's eyes hurt him, and he also felt confused, why?

Seeing her laughing so calmly and crazily, he would feel distressed...

The raised palm landed on An Nian's eyes.

"I'll take you home," he said.

"No...I don't want it! I don't have a home, Fu Qingshen, you go! I beg you! Go away!"

An Nian suddenly screamed out of control. She clutched the quilt tightly, and every cell in her body screamed in fear.

Fu Qingshen compromised for the first time.

She loved him for seven years and was married for three years.

It took him a whole day to cook a bowl of porridge for the first time and put it on Annian's bedside.

An Nian curled up with a trembling body, she drank the bowl of porridge like masochistic...

The porridge was mushy and had a burnt smell, too much salt was added and it was very bitter.

But she drank every grain of rice.

Finally, An Nian changed places to live again.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and she doesn't know where to go.

He simply took a ride to the most remote corner of Haicheng and rented a room.