Warm marriage to the bone: the domineering president's strong favor

Jiang Zhu's petite body trembled, and she didn't want to think about it.

At this time, she belatedly realized that someone had grabbed her hand, and that person was full of intense heat.

Like a frightened rabbit, Jiang Zhu tried to shake him away, but failed.

When she woke up from the nightmare, she was more timid than usual, but the current situation made her pull her neck and prepare to shout.

A generous and warm palm sealed her mouth, and a warm breath blew past her ears.

Jiang Zhu was so panicked that he didn't recognize it for a while, struggling desperately.

"Woooooo-"

"Don't be afraid it's me." A deep voice came from the person behind.

Jiang Zhu was stunned, she immediately stopped all the struggles, her eyes widened, and big tears came out of her eyes.

Shang Yuan hugged her trembling body, avoiding the injured position and wrapping her in his arms.

"You're back?" Jiang Zhu's breathing was trembling, she didn't dare to think about it, or even touch it, for fear that it was a dream.

"Well, I'm back." Shang Yuan's deep and clear voice sounded in her ears, "I'm sorry, Ah Zhu, for making you sad."

Jiang Zhu's psychological defense immediately collapsed, and she couldn't cry herself.

Shang Yuan kissed her tears away one by one.

After a long time, Jiang Zhu finally had enough crying and asked Shang Yuan, sobbing, "What about Xiao Yan when you come back?",

"Su Nian is with her." Shang Yuan got a glass of warm water and handed it to Jiang Zhu. Jiang Zhu felt a little ashamed for crying so much because of this kind of thing.

Shang Yuan looked at her with a smile.

Jiang Zhu "bumped" him: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, it's fine." Shang Yuan sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, his eyes fell on her collarbone.

Because of the injury, Jiang Zhu was only wearing pajamas, and there was a vacuum inside, but she didn't notice it at all.

The air seemed to heat up a little bit.

The temperature of Shang Yuan's sight is getting higher and higher.

Jiang Zhu swallowed the warm water in his mouth, stumbled and asked, "Why, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, the doctor is here?"

Jiang Zhu nodded: "I've been here."

Shang Yuan frowned, his face was suddenly gloomy, and when he took Jiang Zhu's teacup, his five fingers suddenly tightened.

"came?"

"Ah."

Shang Yuan stood up with a cold face, Jiang Zhu didn't know why he was angry, and quickly hugged his arm.

"Where are you going?"

Shang Yuan tensed up, closed his eyes and said forcefully, "You'd better let me go now."

"Why?" Jiang Zhu shook his head in panic, and hugged him even tighter.

She had an illusion that if she let go, Shang Yuan would leave.

"Let go." Shang Yuan was worried about getting her injured arm, so he didn't dare to use it.

"Don't let go!" Jiang Zhu hugged Shang Yuan tightly, and the tears that were finally stopped poured out again.

"Azhu—"

"Don't let it go, I just won't let it go!"

Shang Yuan clenched his fist, but he didn't push Jiang Zhu away. His remaining rationality was about to be burned.

Jiang Zhu sobbed: "I don't know what I did wrong, can you tell me?"

Listening to her soft voice, Shang Yuan was so distressed that he put the cup on the cabinet next to him and sat back down again.

If this goes on, he really can't bear it anymore.

Jiang Zhu climbed up and hooked his neck.

"Azhu." As soon as the words fell, Shang Yuan was worried that she would fall, so he quickly stretched out his hand and hugged her flexible waist.

"Did I do something wrong again?" She looked innocent like a child.

However, Shang Yuan felt an unprecedented surge of blood.

This feeling has never been felt before.

Shang Yuan heard that his rationality seemed to be broken, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Azhu, I am a man."

"Huh?" Why did you say this suddenly?

Jiang Zhuchun's eyes were confused, and Liu Mei frowned slightly: "Of course I know you are a man, and it's not that I like women."

"I mean, Ah Zhu, I can't bear it anymore." Shang Yuan's voice was extremely hoarse.

Jiang Zhu finally understood what Shang Yuan was talking about, and blushed.

Shang Yuan pushed Jiang Zhu's hand away, and suppressed the tumbling fireworks in his eyes: "You have a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow."

Jiang Zhu shook his head, raised his eyes shyly and timidly: "Then don't bear it."

Her body was shaking.

Shang Yuan froze: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Jiang Zhu pursed her lips and lowered her head: "I like you and want to be with you, do you—do you want me?"

With the last few words, Jiang Zhu's breath trembled.

This is all her pride. In front of Shang Yuan, she unreservedly dedicates the purest self.

After a while, Shang Yuan didn't respond.

An embarrassing expression appeared on Jiang Zhu's face. She has never had the confidence in this relationship.

She chased Shang Yuan all the way, and Shang Yuan was her heaven and everything to her.

But she never thought about what she was to Shang Yuan.

She is not confident.

He didn't even dare to question Shang Yuan on a phone call, why he left without explaining clearly.

She begged him to have herself so shamelessly, why he refused to do so.

She has always been afraid that if this layer is uncovered, Shang Yuan will realize that he doesn't like herself that much.

She doesn't have the courage to lose Shang Yuan, even if it is a mirror image, she will keep this relationship.

Jiang Zhu's face was pale, and he said with a smile, "I'm just kidding—"

Her eyes widened suddenly, Shang Yuan's face was right in front of her eyes, those abyss-like black eyes clearly reflected her astonished self.

He is kissing her?

"Your injury." Shang Yuan's throat slid up and down.

"It's okay." Jiang Zhu made a small voice like a mosquito.

So embarrassing!

Jiang Zhu bit her lip, the eyelashes on her tightly closed eyes trembled, like black butterflies fluttering their wings.

Shang Yuan's chuckle flashed by his ear: "Okay, I'll be more careful."

The heat on Jiang Zhu's face was about to burn: "Easy, light."

That night, Jiang Zhu's room was lit all night, and the two figures under the curtain were busy until midnight.

Amani came once, but when he heard a sound outside the door, he retreated again.

She listened outside the door for a while, the sound inside made her blush and heartbeat.

Princess!

Amani smiled in shame and surprise, her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

The crisp birdsong was lingering around the rows of green bamboos outside. Amani saw that the time was almost up, so he fetched a basin of water to find Jiangzhu.

As she approached the gate, she saw the king and queen ahead of her.

Amani breathed hard.

Oops!

How come the king and queen come at this time?

What if they see Mr. Shang coming out of the princess' boudoir!
Amani hurriedly put the basin on the ground, and hurriedly chased it, blocking them.

The king and queen are startled by the sudden appearance of Amani.

The king took a closer look and recognized that it was Amani, the maid who took care of Jiang Zhu, and his anger suddenly arose.

"Fizzy!"

The queen touched the king lightly, telling him not to get angry, then turned her head and asked Amani gently: "What's wrong?"

Amani couldn't find an excuse, she came here by instinct, but after seeing the king, she was so scared that she didn't know what to say, and her mind went blank.

"I—I—" Amani couldn't find an excuse left and right.

The king's beard was about to fly out from her faltering tone.

"If you don't say it, then don't talk, go in and wake up the princess."

Seeing that Jiang Zhu's door was closed tightly, the king naturally thought that she hadn't gotten up yet.

The namelessness in his chest became angry, and he stared and said: "It's really nonsense, to sleep until now."

Just after the king finished cursing, there was finally movement at Jiang Zhu's door.

Amani looked back with a pale face, a pair of strong arms stretched out, and his skin was a healthy bronze color, as if he had stretched his waist, and then made two moves with the air with all his strength.

Amani looked at the king in fear, the king was dumbfounded, and the queen even covered her mouth, almost not believing her eyes.

Why would a man come out of Jiang Zhu's room.

"Amani—" the queen's voice changed.

Amani closed her eyes and lowered her head lower.

Shang Yuan walked out of the room, he came out to find something to eat for Jiang Zhu, and the two of them tossed until the early morning, exhausting her.

But unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw the king and queen.

He froze.

The king looked angry. If he had a sword in his hand, he would definitely draw the sword against Shang Yuan!

He was trembling with anger, unable to speak a word.

Except for the first glance, Shang Yuan was a little surprised, and then he went with the flow. He walked up to the king and said to Amani, "Go and boil some hot water."

These words made the air quiet for a few seconds, there was no sound of breathing, and the chirping of birds in the distance also died down.

Shang Yuan's dark eyes turned from the bewildered Amani face to the king who was so angry that he almost blew the candle.

"Good morning, my father-in-law."

Finally the king couldn't help but roared, "You brat!"

In the meeting hall, the king sat upright. In the past, politicians who discussed state affairs sat on the brocade group on the ground, but now the place is empty.

A ray of wind blows in, carrying a biting chill, but nothing can blow away the king's anger.

Shang Yuan looked at the king neither humble nor overbearing, waiting for him to speak first.

boom!
The king patted the throne under him heavily: "Shang Yuan, Shang Yuan, I thought you were a gentleman."

"I've never said that I'm an honest gentleman, I'm afraid the king might misunderstand me." Shang Yuan raised his black eyes, sharp as a knife.

His voice was very cold, his ups and downs were not obvious, and his attitude was obviously sloppy, very casual! , This attitude made the king very angry.

"Presumptuous, don't feel like this, I will marry Azhu to you." The anger on the king's face was still there.

"Don't you intend to marry Azhu to me? You keep your word, I remember you said it, the king." Shang Yuan's thin lips hooked lightly.

The king's breathing was stagnant, and he couldn't speak a word.

"I said, you can marry Azhu as long as you marry into the royal family, but you promised me on the surface, but secretly encouraged Jiang Zhu to fight against me and didn't want to marry into the royal family! You are taking advantage of Azhu's love, you This duplicitous villain!" The king was even angrier when he heard this.

The door of the meeting hall was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and there was a loud bang!