It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

Now, lying under Fu Chengxun again, Xiang Elegy only thinks that this bed affair is a complete irony.

Fu Chengxun looked down at Elegy, and saw that her thoughts were wandering, she was not looking at him at all, nor did she pay attention to him, a surge of unreasonable anger swept Fu Chengxun's whole body.

He bent down and bit Xiang Elegy's shoulder hard.

Xiang Elegy recovered from the pain, when he heard the man questioning in a concentrated voice: "Are you distracted on my bed? Xiang Elegy, who are you thinking about?"

Xiang Elegy frowned, and wanted to ask, who was she thinking, what right did he have to ask?

But thinking about it, she still didn't ask that question in the end.

According to Fu Chengxun's behavior, if she asked, she might be humiliated.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking, if Qin Sixuan is under you now, would you be so rough and not worry about her feelings at all?"

The man's dark eyes narrowed: "What qualifications do you have to mention her?"

"Fu Chengxun, why are you so angry? I just mentioned her, and I haven't said a single word about it."

"You are not qualified to mention her, let alone compare the current you with her."

"Really? She is so important in your heart."

Fu Chengxun's eyes were dark, he stared at her for a long time, then leaned down again, this time, instead of kissing other parts of her, he kissed her lips domineeringly and aggressively.

Xiang Elegy sneered silently.

She thought he would never kiss her lips again, but at this moment, because she didn't want her to mention Xia Sixuan again, she made an unusual move.

Xiang Elegy suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

……

At the end of a love affair, Xiang Elegy dragged his tired body off the bed.

The satisfied man held her left hand, his tone had already returned to his usual cold and indifferent.

"Where?"

Xiang Elegy looked pale and said calmly, "Take a bath."

The man looked at her and said nothing for a long time.

Xiang Elegy didn't stay long, and pulled out his hand calmly.

In the bathroom, Xiang Elegy washed his body again and again, thinking of Fu Chengxun's possession just now, he felt a sudden pain in his chest.

The bathroom switch was turned to the maximum, but the elegiac did not stand under the shower.

She was lying on the sink, vomiting faintly.

Even Xiang Elegy didn't know that now, she rejected Fu Chengxun to such an extent from her heart to her body.

She looked at herself in the mirror with a pale face, and the hatred that she had deliberately ignored occupied her heart like a devil.

She raised her right hand, stood in front of the mirror and looked at it carefully, watching as she suddenly picked up the blade on the sink and cut it on her hand.

The force was not strong, and the slight pain spread from the wrist to the limbs, but she felt a bloodthirsty pleasure.

……

Back in the bedroom, Fu Chengxun was leaning against the head of the bed, not falling asleep. Hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening, the man turned his head and looked at her. There was no more expression on his mature and handsome face.

Xiang Elegy didn't pay attention, she walked slowly to the other side of the big bed, lifted the quilt and lay down on it.

The man suddenly took her hand with a cold voice.

"Where did the injury come from?"

She glanced lightly at her right hand, which was wrapped in white cloth.

Mo Sheng replied: "It's nothing, I accidentally knocked over the glass."

The man's eyes were dim, and he seemed to have something to say, but Xiang Elegy didn't want to delve into it. She lay down slowly, and turned off the light on her side: "I'm asleep, Mr. Fu, good night."