Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

Jiang Manxue didn't sleep well.

In the dream, she was either locked in a closed room, or she was racing all the time, with people chasing her constantly behind her.

And when she stepped on the accelerator, the car went straight towards the cliff like out of control!Jiang Manxue yelled and woke up from the dream.

She sat up abruptly, panting heavily.

But soon, someone hugged him gently from behind.

"Have a nightmare?" The reassuring voice sounded in an instant.

Fu Qingye gently smoothed Jiang Manxue's back.

Jiang Manxue nodded in panic.

Her hands and feet were cold, and she hadn't recovered from the dream for a long time.

Fu Qingye put her hands together and rubbed them gently.

"What did you dream about?" Fu Qingye asked softly, his voice was gentle and full of patience.

"Speak out when you're afraid.

After you say it, you won't be afraid anymore.

"Jiang Manxue heard her mother say this to her when she was a child.

She leaned against Fu Qingye's arms, hesitated for a while, and then spoke softly.

"Can't remember exactly.

"Jiang Manxue's heart was still pounding.

She felt as if she had just gotten off a roller coaster, her heart almost jumped out of her throat, which made her extremely nervous.

"Just remember, it seems to be in a very small room.

No one but myself.

"Jiang Manxue raised her head to look at Fu Qingye.

"You are not here, I want to escape, but there is no way.

"Jiang Manxue's dream honestly reflected her recent situation and her fears these days.

After Fu Qingye finished listening, he couldn't help but gently kissed the top of her hair.

"Also, later on I was in a car and a car was chasing me.

I... can only drive as hard as I can, and then fall off the cliff..." After Jiang Manxue said this, Fu Qingye couldn't help but tighten her arms.

"It's okay, it's just a dream.

It's all fake, and that's all in the past.

"Fu Qingye kept comforting Jiang Manxue in her ear.

However, his own voice sounded a little nervous and unnatural.

However, only Fu Qingye knew that when he heard Jiang Manxue talk about this dream, he understood for the first time what it meant to be afraid.

He remembered the scene where Lu Sichen let the car bump into Jiang Manxue's rear, trying to force her to stop, and he couldn't help but feel chills in his heart and hands.

If I arrive later, then, no one knows if there will be any accidents later, and no one can guarantee.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingye just wanted to find an opportunity to teach Lu Sichen a hard lesson!While Fu Qingye was comforting Jiang Manxue, he was also comforting himself.

However, even though the consolation was useful, his eyes still darkened, and he took this as a lesson and firmly remembered it in his heart.

After a long time, Jiang Manxue let out a breath slowly.

She turned to Fu Qingye, showing a faint smile.

"I'm all right.

"Jiang Manxue blinked, then glanced at the time.

Slightly dazed.

"I haven't seen the time for a long time, and I forgot to ask what time it is.

"Fu Qingye knew that she was having a bad time these few days, and although she wanted to ask, she was not in a hurry.

More importantly, Fu Qingye didn't want Jiang Manxue to recall the past now.

If possible, he hopes she can forget.

"05:30.

You haven't slept long.

Do you want to lie down for a while? " Fu Qingye couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw that her brows still showed fatigue.

Jiang Manxue shook her head.

"Don't sleep.

I'm hungry.

Can you find me something to eat?I want to eat something, and then listen to you tell me about Xiaoya.

"Fu Qingye never refused Jiang Manxue's request.

"it is good.

" Fu Qingye rubbed her hair, then got out of bed.

"You rest for a while, and I will order someone to prepare breakfast for you.

Come downstairs for breakfast in half an hour.

Jiang Manxue nodded obediently, and then watched Fu Qingye go out.

She sat on the bed for a while, looking around.

Sharp-eyed people recognized that this was Fu Qingye's bedroom.

Then she looked down at herself, she was wearing the nightdress that Fu Qingye had prepared for her at home.

Can't help laughing.

Jiang Manxue didn't lie down again, but got up and went to the bathroom, took a good bath, and relaxed her body.

When she was soaking in the bathtub, she couldn't help letting out a comfortable sigh.

About half an hour later, Fu Qingye knocked on the bathroom door.

"Xuexue, are you ready to wash? You can go downstairs for dinner.

"Jiang Manxue responded, came out of the bathtub, washed off the foam on her body, changed into her nightgown, and came out wiping her hair.

She wiped her hair half dry and left the towel in the bathroom.

"I'm ready.

let's go down.

" Jiang Manxue said, and was about to open the door.

In the end, before he could take two steps, Fu Qingye grabbed his collar and dragged him back.

"Wait, let your hair dry before going down.

"Fu Qingye could not help but push Jiang Manxue back on the chair.

"Sit well.

Jiang Manxue looked at him a little wronged: "But I'm so hungry."

Fu Qingye, are you abusing me?I made breakfast, but didn't give it to me.

"Fu Qingye was amused by her pitiful expression.

He casually stuffed an orange for her.

"Only eat half of it.

Eating fruit on an empty stomach is not good.

"His brows were slightly adjusted, with some helpless connivance.

Seeing him smiling, Jiang Manxue pretended to be serious again, and she couldn't help but relax.

In fact, from the very beginning, Jiang Manxue noticed that Fu Qingye's mood was not very relaxed.

That's why she deliberately teased him, and now the atmosphere finally became active, and she was slightly relieved.

Jiang Manxue peeled the orange and ate a small piece, then couldn't help but squeeze her eyes.

"It's so sour..." Fu Qingye looked at her with a half-smile.

"Sour girl.

Just in time to give birth to a son for me.

"..." Just as Jiang Manxue was about to speak, Fu Qingye turned on the hair dryer, and the whistling wind directly overwhelmed Jiang Manxue's voice.

Looking at Fu Qingye in the mirror with a half-smile on his lips, Jiang Manxue couldn't help holding his breath.

So angry!But... why are you still a little happy?Fu Qingye's fingers ran through Jiang Manxue's hair, gently blowing her half-wet hair.

It didn't take long for the hair to dry.

He put away the hair dryer and waved at Jiang Manxue.

"Let's go downstairs to eat, little greedy cat.

"Jiang Manxue came back to her senses.

He grabbed the orange on the table, and when Fu Qingye wasn't paying attention, he stuffed a piece of orange into Fu Qingye's mouth.

Gritting her teeth, she snorted, "Sour girl! Go to hell yourself!" Then, she trotted down the stairs and slipped away.

By the way, there was a pleasant chuckle.

"..." Fu Qingye was helpless, but squinted his eyes, and bit open the orange petal in his mouth.

Mmm, so sweet!