Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Hua Yan was completely frozen. After the man pried open her lips and teeth, she was forced to open her mouth. The protest sounds from her throat all turned into whimpers and moans.

It's so tempting.

Even she herself felt her blood boiling when she heard this, and she felt shy and anxious. Her blinking eyelashes became a fatal temptation in the eyes of the man.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you again." Fu Hanlin lifted her chin with his hand and slowly stroked her cheek, ear, and finally stopped at the back of her neck.

As she let out a tiny whimper, the temperature of his fingertips seemed to rise rapidly. Hua Yan leaned against his arms and could feel the surging strength of his muscles, like a balloon about to burst.

The weak and helpless girl trembled slightly under the pressure of the man's tight muscles, as if she would be broken into pieces with just a handful of them.

His fingers suddenly clasped the back of her head.

The originally soothing action became aggressive. The moment Hua Yan felt the burning temperature of the man's fingertips, Fu Hanlin pressed the back of her head and tightened his arms around her slender waist, completely enveloping her in his arms.

The two of them pressed closer together, blocking out Hua Yan's protests.

The car drove steadily on the road, and clusters of lights from the towering street lamps fell into the car windows.

Hua Yan collapsed weakly in Fu Hanlin's arms, gasping for breath.

All the strength in his body was robbed, even his breathing seemed to be trembling, he looked very pitiful.

Fu Hanlin couldn't help but lower his head and grab her lips and kiss her for a while.

One minute.

five minutes.

ten minutes.

Finally, when the car stopped in the basement of Yulin Bay, Fu Hanlin loosened his grip on her and lingered gently on her swollen lips.

Hua Yan leaned on Fu Hanlin's chest, not daring to open her mouth to breathe. Her lips were so red and swollen that it hurt to close them. Several buttons on her collar had been undone at some point, and her underwear was in a mess.

The trembling eyelashes were wet with tears.

Everything within sight silently accuses Fu Hanlin of his "atrocities".

I clearly said that I would never kiss her in a way that hurts her again.

just now……

Not only my lips hurt, but my chest hurts too.

Feeling the hand around her waist move, Hua Yan reflexively covered her lips with her hand, looked at Fu Hanlin with watery eyes begging for mercy, and said in a muffled voice: "It hurts."

The voice, which came from behind covering the mouth, was muffled, soft, and fragile.

Fu Hanlin grabbed her hand and looked at her swollen lips in the light coming in from the car window. The lust in his eyes did not subside, but became more and more intense.

When Hua Yan thought her lips could not escape the fate of being kissed, Fu Hanlin gently rubbed them a few times with the tip of his thumb, looked into her eyes, and suppressed his surging desire.

"Do you have any more of the ointment I bought for you?"

The last time before Fu Hanlin went to Guangcheng, he asked someone to send ointment to Hua Yan.

Used on lips, can reduce swelling and relieve pain.

The ointment was really effective. Hua Yan felt less painful after applying it once.

She nodded quietly.

Fu Hanlin straightened the collar of her shirt and said, "I'll wipe it for you when we get back."

Hua Yan leaned against him weakly, and was about to acquiesce when she immediately thought of that scene. It was inevitable that something might go wrong. Did he still want her lips?

"I can just apply it myself."

She raised her hand to button her shirt herself, but Fu Hanlin didn't let her do it.

Hua Yan stared absentmindedly at the tenderness between the man's eyebrows.

Thinking about what Mr. Fu had done to her just now, and that they were both awake, her cheeks couldn't help but get hot.

Five minutes later, Fu Hanlin opened the car door and got out holding Hua Yan.

Seeing this scene, Jiang You turned away on his own initiative, not daring to look around.

Hua Yan felt uncomfortable all over.

Holding her like this would easily lead to misunderstanding.

"Mr. Fu, I'll go by myself."

she whispered.

Fu Hanlin looked down at her in his arms, his eyes gentle, "Do you have the strength to walk?"

Hua Yan's ears were burning with anger.

This statement is more likely to be misunderstood.

As expected, Jiang You's eyebrows jumped.

Mr. Fu really couldn't help it.

Hua Yan's face turned red, and she simply buried her face in his arms and said nothing.

The man laughed softly, his chest shaking, causing Hua Yan's heartbeat to become irregular.

After returning home, Fu Hanlin carried Hua Yan directly to the bathroom.

Hua Yan's hands involuntarily clenched the shirt on his chest, and Fu Hanlin saw her nervous expression.

He said nothing, but a smile flashed across his usually calm eyes.

It was not until Fu Hanlin turned on the faucet and asked her to wash her hands and prepare for dinner that Hua Yan realized she had misunderstood.

The man looked at the girl's blushing face in the mirror and asked knowingly, "Why is your face so red?"

Hua Yan lowered her head and suddenly heard a man's low laughter in her ear.

She raised her head in anger, staring at the man in the mirror, clenching her hands fiercely, "Mr. Fu..."

Unexpectedly, her expression made Fu Hanlin's smile deepen. He took a step forward and hugged her in his arms, using a tissue to wipe her hands. "You're not so sensitive to teasing?"

The man wiped the water off her fingers delicately and gently, wrapped her fingers, and said, "Not now."

"Huh?" Hua Yan didn't understand what he said.

At this time, Fu Hanlin's cell phone rang.

It’s Jiang You calling.

"Boss Fu, the food has been delivered."

Fu Hanlin hummed, "Send it in."

Jiang You brought Jinxiu Shanhe's food box into the house. The door password had not been changed, it was still Hua Yan's birthday.

He walked to the dining room and placed the exquisite dishes on the table one by one. Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of two people coming out of the bathroom.

The focus is on the two people holding hands.

Hua Yan followed behind Fu Hanlin, her eyes red and she looked delicate and weak, like a little white rabbit being bullied by a big bad wolf.

Mr. Fu's old iron tree has finally bloomed, and I really can't bear it at all.

During the meal, neither of them spoke much.

Fu Hanlin's eyes fell on her swollen lips from time to time, his Adam's apple rolled slowly, he looked away and drank the soup.

After finishing a bowl of soup, his eyes fell on Hua Yan's red lips again.

After Hua Yan finished her meal, he also put down his bowl and chopsticks and said in a low voice: "Where is the ointment? I'll apply it to you."