Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

Lu Qianxun naturally noticed his gaze, and his expression was heavy.

"clatter--"

The sound of chopsticks hitting the table.

Fu Siming immediately looked back.

Lu Qianxun was silent for a while, then turned his head, the long and curly eyelashes cast beautiful arcs under the eyelids, "Fu Siming, you are enough, just forget about eating, and keep staring at me."

Fu Siming hesitated to speak, "Chihiro, I..."

Lu Qianxun looked at his face, his beautiful eyes twitched, and the intermittent images of last night appeared in his mind, and his face immediately flushed.

She couldn't say anything about what happened last night.

They did get married, and supposedly they could...

But she really doesn't understand that kind of thing.

She was sore all over.

But he was full of satisfaction, why?

Thinking of last night's madness, his love, his enthusiasm, his ferocity, his strength... She didn't know how to face him in the future.

In this regard, she could only bow her head and eat.

But the dining table was too narrow, and she couldn't hide her complicated thoughts, so she ate the meal absent-mindedly.

After a long silence, Lu Qianxun said calmly, "Let's go back to City S, I don't want to stay here anymore."

Fu Siming's handsome eyes fell on her flushed cheeks again, his eyes dimmed, and he couldn't help but softly said: "Are you angry? It's because we..."

Lu Qianxun's heart trembled suddenly, his cheeks flushed, he stood up while leaning on the edge of the table, and turned around.

"I do not have."

Immediately afterwards, a pair of strong arms restrained her waist, and the masculine and clear breath of the young man overturned.

He put his head on her shoulder, "You have!"

His eyebrows were lowered, and the grievances on his body flowed out, and he couldn't hide it no matter what.

A hug caused the two of them to freeze in place for a long time, the handsome man's firm chest pressed against her thin back.

"I just don't." Lu Qianxun pursed his lips, grabbed his forearm, and said in a low voice, "let me go."

"We are husband and wife, Qianxun's wife." Fu Siming's nose lightly rubbed against the delicate skin of her neck, causing her to tremble, and her voice was low and deep, "I understand that you are shy, but you can't treat me like this."

Lu Qianxun closed his bright eyes and remained silent.

"Young master, I bought the medicine you asked for." Suddenly, a clear male voice resounded in the quiet room.

Fu Siming let go of her, turned and walked towards the man at the door.

After what happened last night, she really didn't know how to face him.

Simply out of sight and out of mind.

She looked back and saw Fu Siming and his subordinates talking softly.

Lu Qianxun didn't bother to pay attention, and walked with difficulty, preparing to go back to his room.

After walking a few steps, she was picked up by a man from behind.

Lu Qianxun was shocked, "Fu Siming, what are you doing?"

"Apply medicine."

Lu Qianxun was stunned, what medicine?

Fu Siming carried her to the room where she slept, and then closed the door with his foot.

Lu Qianxun patted his broad shoulders and said, "Fu Siming, let me down, I can walk by myself."

What is he going to do?

She was put to bed.

Fu Siming said solemnly, "I'll give you medicine."

Lu Qianxun was confused by him, and his expression was slightly startled, "I'm not injured, what medicine should I take?"

The handsome man was not in a hurry to answer, his black pupils stared at her delicate and beautiful face, facing her clean and clear eyes, he curled his lips in a naughty way, "I hurt you last night, you just walked like this... No, it must be painful, so I asked them to buy medicine."

Last night he couldn't control himself, and became a little ruthless.

He didn't take a closer look last night, but he guessed that she might be swollen from the way she walked.

Hearing this, Lu Qianxun bit his lower lip tightly, his face flushed, and he lowered his eyes in difficulty.

She does hurt.

Fu Siming took out a box of ointment from his trouser pocket, and continued: "I'll show you, and apply the medicine by the way."

"don't want--"

Lu Qianxun blushed so much that she grasped his big hand in confusion. She was ashamed to face a man who wanted to check her body.

All her reactions come from her own shame.

"Ms. Qianxun, we are husband and wife." Fu Siming looked at her blushing little face, saw her stop him, and added, "It's easy to get gynecological diseases if you don't take medicine."

"I don't want it, I'll see it myself, I can take the medicine myself."

Lu Qianxun was startled by his nasty words, she hurriedly pushed his shoulders with her slender hands, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Fu Siming was taken aback for a moment, and glanced at the bottom of her skirt, with a teasing smile on his lips, "My wife Qianxun, this ointment has to be applied inside, it may be difficult for you to apply the medicine yourself."

In an instant, Lu Qianxun's beautiful eyes widened, she turned her head away from the man in shame, her ears were blushing, and her two little hands were so nervous that they unconsciously grasped the bed sheet in a panic.

"I can!"

"You can't." Fu Siminglang's brows showed a strong attitude, his voice was cold, "Can you push the medicine in by yourself?"

"Fu Siming!" Lu Qianxun pursed her cherry lips in shame.

His words really tugged at all her self-esteem and shame.

"Miss Qianxun, don't be shy, I'm just taking the medicine." Fu Siming saw her bright facial features wrinkled, slowly unscrewed the lid of the ointment with one hand, and coaxed softly, "Be obedient, if you don't take the medicine in time, you will easily get sick."

Lu Qianxun's eyes turned red, and he covered his face tightly with both hands.

"Fu Siming, it's all your fault!"

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I couldn't control it last night." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Fu Siming reached out to touch the face she was covering, "But Mrs. Qianxun, there may be more such things in the future, so don't be shy."

He was a little unhappy about his wife's overly reserved rejection.

Hearing this, Lu Qianxun's beautiful eyes widened, his complexion changed slightly, and he quickly knocked off his hand.

She no longer knows how to describe her current state of mind.

Embarrassed, embarrassed, and unable to even speak.

Fu Siming had a handsome and solemn face, his sharp eyes saw through her silence, and he grinned, "Qianxun, if you're shy, just cover your face and don't look at it."

...In the end, Lu Qianxun shyly pulled the thin blanket over his face, feeling nervous.

At the edge of the bed, the young man just smiled a little, and went to lift her skirt and take off her...

He squeezed out a small portion of the ointment, and put his hand on it very lightly...

During the process of applying the medicine, the man's eyes gradually dimmed, and the images of them last night swirled in his mind.

After applying the medicine, he paused for a while before dressing her...

"Okay, Chihiro's wife." The man's voice was deep and hoarse, with a distinct graininess, very magnetic.

Seeing that the person buried under the quilt was unwilling to come out or talk to her, he just looked at her quietly for a while.

Fu Siming got up, walked out, opened and closed the door.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Lu Qianxun slowly removed the quilt, straightened the hem of the skirt with two slender hands, and sat up.

Immediately, she caught a glimpse of the man standing at the door from the corner of her eye, and she looked sideways.

A tall and burly man stood at the door, his handsome eyes half-closed, and a half-smile on his face.

Lu Qianxun's cheeks flushed red, embarrassing, "You—"