Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

The four eyes met, surprise flashed in her eyes, and then her eyes turned cold.

Fu Zichen realized that their relationship was no longer what it used to be, and there was a long distance between them.

The woman in front of him was no longer the eccentric little girl of the past, not the girl who sat on his lap and kissed his neck endlessly.

She grew up, matured, and had a change of heart.

She was still talking to the person on the phone, but her tone was already unnatural: "I'm going to pack up my things, so let's not talk about it... Well, I love you too."

She hung up the phone and looked at Fu Zichen: "Is there something wrong, Young Master Fu?"

Fu Zichen's thoughts were still stuck on the sentence "I love you too".

Is love a cheap and easy thing?Can be easily transferred.

Those people who whispered "I love you" in his ears and in his arms at night, were they telling the truth or lies.

"Long time no see," Fu Zichen said in a hoarse voice, "Can I go in?"

She stood in the middle of the door and looked at him calmly: "No."

Fu Zichen took a deep look at her, but walked straight in.

Mu Xin quickly caught up with him, stopped him in the porch, frowned and said, "I said no, does Young Master Fu not even have this basic courtesy?"

The way she spoke righteously, and the cold and indifferent address made Fu Zichen even more angry.

He pushed her directly against the wall and held her tightly in his arms, "Didn't I come in every time you said no?"

Her face flushed and she struggled hard, like an irritable bird, but she didn't dare to shout, and suppressed her voice and said, "Let me go!"

Fu Zichen smiled: "I understood what I meant in an instant. It seems that you haven't changed at all, you're still so... sloppy."

She took a deep breath, stopped struggling in vain, and continued to say coldly: "The housekeeper will come upstairs later, are you sure you want people to see you like this, Young Master Fu?"

"I used to run into your room in the middle of the night and make trouble with you, and I was never afraid."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xin's face turned even redder, with anger and embarrassment perhaps equally divided.

"I'm married, please respect yourself."

"But how did I hear that you have been sleeping in separate rooms?" Fu Zichen looked at her lips and smiled lightly, "Is it because he can't satisfy you?"

The corner of Mu Xin's mouth twitched, she stared into his eyes and said, "It's because my husband wants it every day, and it's so fierce that I can't stand it, so I have to separate the bed with him."

Her words made Fu Zichen's throat tighten, no matter what she said was true or not, no matter whether their married life was harmonious or not, as long as he thought of her hugging another man, he felt that he was about to lose control.

In fact, since he walked to the door of her room, he lost control.

And holding her body at this moment, this long-lost soft touch also completely shattered his willpower.

He hated this watery woman, hated her for being ambiguous with other men while saying that she would love him for the rest of her life regardless of illness or death.

After they broke up, she turned around and went after Gu Hanye. Gu Hanye had no feelings for her and refused to accept her pursuit. She changed a man every minute, and even got married directly.

The girl who was not married to him back then was just talking nicely, and he was foolish enough to believe it.

So he hated himself even more, knowing that she was playing him like a monkey, and knowing that she had slept with other men, he still wanted her out of control.

Footsteps were heard in the corridor.

Mu Xin struggled more intensely, "Someone is coming, you don't feel ashamed, just keep hugging."

Fu Zichen glanced at the bathroom beside him, dragged her into the bathroom, locked the bathroom door, dragged her to the shower, and turned on the shower directly.

"You're crazy!" she said in a subdued voice, before reaching to turn off the shower.

Fu Zichen directly cut her hands behind her back, pressed the back of her head with the other hand, and grabbed her lips forcefully.

Kissing the pair of lips again, Fu Zichen was like a person who was hypoxic and suddenly got oxygen, and like a person who was about to starve to death, suddenly got food. He was greedy and unrestrained, wishing to swallow this woman alive.

He kissed so hard that she bit his lip, but he didn't stop.

The mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and there was a hint of salty tears.

she cried.

Fu Zichen left her lips slightly: "Why are you crying? Didn't you like me to kiss you before?"

She said slowly, "I think you're dirty."

Fu Zichen reacted, and said with a smile: "Do you think I kissed other women?"

She didn't answer, and continued trying to break free from his restraints.

But Fu Zichen hugged her even tighter: "I never dislike you for sleeping with other men."

"What exactly do you want?" Her voice was hoarse, as if she was desperate, "We've been fine for a long time. If you want women, you shouldn't be short of them, right? Why bother me?"

Fu Zichen brushed her wet hair away, "Those women are not as interesting as you."

"But I tied..."

He lowered his head and bit her lip hard, not letting her continue.

The word "marriage" was extremely harsh to him, and he didn't want to hear it.

The hot water poured down from the top of their heads, their clothes were already wet, and they were wearing very little in early autumn, and they stuck to their bodies after getting wet, leaving only two thin layers of cloth between them.

A maid's voice came from outside. The maid stood at the door of the bathroom and said, "Miss Song, excuse me."

Mu Xin pushed his shoulder, and Fu Zichen temporarily left her lips.

She turned off the shower and said in a trembling voice, "What's the matter."

The maid said that she and Zeng Bo had brought up the rest of Mu Xin's luggage.

Knowing that she dared not speak out now, Fu Zichen took off her white suit jacket and tore off the bottoming straps she wore inside.

She resisted, but Fu Zichen acted resolutely. She was obviously afraid of being heard, so she finally compromised.

When the maid left and closed the door, Mu Xin raised her hand and slapped Fu Zichen's face, then covered her chest with both hands, staring at him with red eyes.

"This is my uncle's house, do you really think I dare not do anything to you?"

Fu Zichen smiled, "You can call someone over, it's best to ask your husband to come too."

She raised her hand again, but this time, Fu Zichen grabbed her wrist, then pushed her against the bathroom wall, and continued to tear off the clothes on her body, the sound of the fabric ripping revealed a desperate sadness.

Mu Xin resisted at first, but he was strong and determined, and soon all the clothes on his body fell to the ground.

She finally gave up resistance, closed her eyes and turned away.

"Come if you want, but you'd better hurry up, I have something to do later." She said coldly.

Fu Zichen hugged her waist from behind, kissed her earballs, turned her face, and kissed away her tears.

He did miss this woman who made him crazy, but now, what he wanted was not only her body, but something to prove...