Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Fu Sichen struggled, but couldn't move away, he was hugged tightly, his breath was full of his breath.

The absurdity of last night was like an absurd drama. She knew that he didn't want to touch her, but after trying all the methods, he couldn't help but wanted her.

This made Fu Sichen embarrassed and embarrassed. She presented all her embarrassments in front of him, ashamed and dissolute.

Fu Sichen felt aggrieved and sad, tears fell silently, and his delicate back twitched.

The woman in his arms was so petite and helpless, and she was so sad, it grabbed his heart.

Yu Shinan held her face in both hands, he bent down and stared at her tearful face, gently wiped her tears with his fingers, and said in a hoarse and helpless voice, "Don't cry. It's my fault."

She turned her face away and threw it sideways to him, biting the side of her lips with her teeth to lock the whimpering sound inside.

He sighed, he really hated to see her tears the most, and it was because he caused her to cry, and her heart was filled with pain.

She had Han Yi in her heart, but she slept with her in that situation, and she probably didn't even want to see him at this time.

But he... couldn't help it.

want her.

I can no longer bear to maintain the previous relationship with her and see her get hurt because of another man.

He didn't want to continue to stand by and look at her.

Yu Shinan turned his palm back to her face, "Sichen, follow me. I will take responsibility."

The man's clumsy confession was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, directly hitting Fu Sichen's brain.

Her eyes widened, her heartbeat suddenly stalled, and after a while, she suddenly couldn't help crying anymore, and punched his chest with her fist, "Who wants to talk to you, who wants you to be responsible, and you don't like me!"

He let her beat and vent, and only put his arms around her, keeping her within his reach.

Fu Sichen slapped his face enough and buried him in his arms, crying, "I don't want you to pity me."

Yu Shinan tightened his arms, hugged her in his arms, and patted her back lightly with his palms, silently comforting her. Many words rolled back and forth in his throat, thinking about how to say them.

If it was another woman, he wouldn't be so difficult to speak.

But she was Fu Sichen, a woman he treasured in his heart and didn't want her to suffer any grievances.

Especially, with her current situation, during the marriage, no matter what he did, it seemed that she would be in a very embarrassing position.

But what should be done and what should not be done has already been done, time will not turn back, and no one can really pretend that nothing happened last night.

"I don't like it. I like it very much." Yu Shinan gritted his teeth and said a simple sentence, his chest tightened.

What I'm most afraid of is that she will push back with a single word, that she won't accept him.

Fu Sichen was stunned, as if no matter how much he thought about it, he never thought that he would say this. His heart beat to a stall, and his brain's reaction slowed down. He couldn't figure out whether he really liked it or it was just because of the skin between the two of them. His relatives made him feel guilty, and he wanted to give her an explanation.

She buried her face in his chest and didn't respond, Yu Shinan became more flustered as she spoke, he held her face in both hands, bent down so that he could see her expression.

"Sichen. You and me, I treat you well and spoil you for the rest of my life. I will not find other women, but only spoil you. Brother Nan will cook for you whatever you want, and Brother Nan will give you whatever you want."

The extremely simple language is the most sincere promise he can think of to her, without any falsehood.

But when he said these words, Yu Shinan himself spurned himself, what men give to women is money, power, and decency.

But these were all for Fu Sichen.

There was very little he could give her. Listening to what he said, it was really like a deceit, trying to use these flashy words to deceive her favor and trust.

But he really thought so, and he was sure he could do it.

Fu Sichen's nose was sore, tears fell uncontrollably, and he asked him in a humming voice, "I was married before, don't you care?"

"I don't care." The man wiped his tears with his fingers, and lowered his voice, "Han Yi is not good enough for you."

"Then am I worthy of you?"

"Sichen, don't underestimate yourself. You have always been the best. Han Yi doesn't know how to cherish you, but it doesn't mean you are not worth it."

His face was serious, without any falsehood. Looking at him, she felt that she was really worth everything.

But she doesn't want it all, she just wants him.

The woman raised her arm lightly, and she grabbed his vest with her fingers and pierced him into his arms, "Last night, I was so ashamed."

A nasal muffled, buzzing sound.

"Where is the shame?"

Just thinking about it, the heat all over his body rushed to one place, his throat was itchy, and the deep waves in his body were boundless. He tightened his arms and let her temporarily act like an ostrich in his arms.

At this time, even if there are thousands of words in my heart, I can't say it, especially when it involves her and Han Yi.

He can treat her well, but the premise of all good things is that she must divorce Han Yi.

But there was another man before his doting, and before she divorced, he had already crossed the line with her like this.

It's normal for her to feel ashamed and embarrassed. It's not convenient for him to directly mention the matter between her and Han Yi at this time, and he doesn't know if she still has feelings for Han Yi.

Yu Shinan really felt that he was a scumbag who kidnapped his wife and had an affair with him, no matter how he thought about it, he was disgusting.

His face was tense, regardless of the cause and effect, no matter what the reasons were, he had already done what he shouldn't have done, and since that was the case, there was nothing unreasonable about taking advantage of it.

The man touched his face with one hand, Yu Shinan probably never thought in his life that one day he would be a male mistress.

Fu Sichen was shy, and the joy and sorrow in her heart coexisted. She didn't know if his liking was because he slept with her, so he said it against his will.

But what to do, she doesn't want to tell the truth from the fake.

She bad-heartedly wanted to bind him with skin-to-skin contact, even if she begged him shamelessly, but he was like her, wasn't he?

Yu Shinan hugged her, no matter how much he thought, he would go out first.

"I'll go out and have a look. It rained too much yesterday, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to search and rescue, but it has been two or three hours since the rain stopped, so it should be almost the same."

Yu Shinan looked down at her, "You still have a low fever, are you waiting here?"

"I don't." Fu Sichen grabbed his arm, "I'm with you."

Yu Shinan reached out to touch her forehead, but it was still burning.

The clothes she was wearing were thin, and the breath of spring was still not stable, and the temperature dropped a lot after a single rain.

"It's cold outside. You're wearing too little."

But there is no clothes for her to wear here, except for his shirt, which is a coat.

The coat was already dirty. Seeing him throwing the coat aside, Fu Sichen opened her eyes and bit her lower lip.

Yu Shinan handed her the half-dried and damp shirt, and asked her to put it on for her. He lowered his head and tied the hem of the shirt, then rolled up the sleeves and rolled them up to her wrists.

Fu Sichen let him do these things, such a big man with stupid fingers, but she liked him bending over to do these things for her, her heart swelled.

"All right."

"Let's go." He let go of his hand and told her to go out.

Fu Sichen looked at him, his beautiful eyes flickering, "My leg hurts."

"Leg hurts?" Yu Shinan was startled, her leg was not hurt, "Where does it hurt?"

Subconsciously, he wanted to check her legs, but just as his fingers touched the hem of her skirt, Fu Sichen suddenly took a step back to avoid it.

Yu Shinan raised his eyes, looking at her blushing and unspeakable appearance, he suddenly understood.

Suddenly fell into silence, the flow of air seemed to slow down for a short time.

He was paying attention, but she...

Yu Shinan squatted down in front of her.

Without needing any other words, Fu Sichen hurried up, wrapping his hands around his neck, he stood up, and carried her on his back easily.

Fu Sichen rubbed his face against his neck, his lips almost pressed against his ears, "Brother Nan."