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

Fu Zichen just wanted to know if she and her husband were really in love every night, or if it was just in name as he had heard.

After all, whether you do it every day or never, women's bodies are different.

Although this kind of temptation was full of uncertainties and could not explain the relationship between her and her husband, Fu Zichen tonight was like a car with brake failure on the highway. He couldn't stop and could only keep driving.

Fu Zichen caressed her body, and asked in a low voice in her ear, "How were you like when you were with him?"

"Thinking about what I did with other men, does it make you more excited?" She sneered, "Is Fu Shao so perverted now?"

She seemed to want to spoil his interest, thinking that it would be difficult for him to proceed.

But she obviously didn't know that he kind of missed the days when she blushed and scolded him as a hooligan and a pervert, even though they were not at odds with each other at that time like they are now.

"What kind of person am I, don't you know best?"

Fu Zichen's hand slid across Mu Xin's back, and stroked down her spine step by step.

Her body was shaking, her breathing became short of breath, and then she turned her head and glared at him angrily: "If you want to do things quickly, I'm not in the mood to flirt with you."

"Can't wait?"

She sneered, "Are you too confident in yourself?"

"You always couldn't wait before." He said, kissing her neck.

"That was deliberately pretended to take care of your self-esteem. You wouldn't believe it, would you?"

Fu Zichen frowned: "You want to provoke me that much?"

"I'm telling you the truth. Haven't you heard that nine out of ten women on the bed can be crowned actresses. If we women want to take care of your men's feelings, we can act as if we are real."

Her provocation and sarcasm did not anger Fu Zichen, but made him unconsciously curl his lips.

The girl who bickered with him every day seemed to be back.

"Whether you acted or not, I can tell," Fu Zichen said, turning her body around so that she faced him, "And the more you say that, I'll think you want me to teach you a lesson."

As he spoke, he began to teach her a lesson.

She bit her lower lip in pain, locked her eyebrows tightly, and her eye circles were red.

Fu Zichen stared at her face closely, observing her reaction.

He was so happy that he almost laughed because this little woman lied to him.

It is true that she is married, but she and her husband must be out of harmony.

He tentatively asked her a question.

She raised her eyes to look at him, and looked at him with a look like a clown: "My husband and I haven't seen each other for two months, so Fu Shao, please stop being sentimental."

Fu Zichen stared into her eyes, remembering what she said on the phone just now, she said: Can't wait for two days.

When she made that call, she didn't know he was outside the door, so it wasn't acting.

The joy of the last second was thrown into the ice cellar in an instant.

Everything may be just his wishful thinking, his fantasy.

He slammed Mu Xin against the wall, her waist was crushed by the shower switch, and she gasped in pain.

Fu Zichen didn't care about her feelings.

For the next hour or so, the two did not speak a word.

Fu Zichen hoped that she would scold him loudly, or make some noise, but she kept holding back and didn't make a sound.

And the more humiliated and painful she behaved, the angrier Fu Zichen became.

He didn't care about her feelings at all, and he even ignored the tears she shed...

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Finally, when everything was over, Mu Xin's legs softened, she sat on the ground, hugged her knees, and leaned against the wall quietly.

Fu Zichen squatted down, "Is your waist badly hurt?"

Mu Xin didn't look up, she just said one word: "Get lost."

Fu Zichen didn't leave, he was silent for two seconds, and with difficulty called out her nickname, "Mumu."

It's been a long time since I've heard anyone call her that. In fact, only Fu Zichen would call her that.

Once she was looking through the past videos, and accidentally heard Fu Zichen calling her "Mu Mu" in the video, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and countless times of him calling her Mu Mu in a low voice, instantly appeared in her mind.

Realizing that she was indulging in the past, she immediately threw the phone away, scolded herself as worthless, and still had feelings for the scumbag.

She then walked around the house angrily, and finally picked up her phone and deleted the video.

But at night, she dreamed of Fu Zichen, dreaming that he held her in his arms, kissed her, called her nickname, said sorry, and said that he also had difficulties.

So she restored the deleted video from the recycle bin, and kept playing the part where he called "Mu Mu", tears streaming down her face until dawn.

That day, she thought wildly all night, thinking that the dream had a foretelling effect, so at dawn, she made a useless call to Fu Zichen.

But it was a woman who answered the phone. The woman said that she was Zichen's girlfriend, and Zichen had gone to take a shower, so she could tell her if there was anything.

Mu Xin didn't say anything, immediately hung up the phone and completely deleted the video.

From then on, she didn't allow herself to think about him...

"Mu Mu..."

Fu Zichen's hand covered the back of her hand, and she immediately shook him off.

He put his hand on the side of his body, and then said hoarsely: "I still love you, come back to me, okay."

Mu Xin wanted to laugh, that's not what he said when Mu Xin found him when she disappeared at the wedding.

What he said was: I never loved you, I just felt that you were sent to me for nothing, and if you don't play, you don't play for nothing.

Mu Xin asked, since she didn't love her and didn't want to last long, why did she propose to her?

But Fu Zichen said that getting married is to deal with the family members, but after thinking about it clearly, he felt that there was no need to lock himself up in the marriage for the sake of the family members, so he didn't want to get married again, it was as simple as that.

Thinking about the past, Mu Xin raised her head, her eyes were as calm as stagnant water.

"I tell you to go, can't you hear me?"

Fu Zichen stared at her for two seconds, finally stood up, picked up the wet clothes from the ground, put them on, and walked out of the bathroom door in embarrassment.

The moment the door closed, Mu Xin turned on the shower, letting the sound of running water drown out her crying...

After crying, life goes on.

She stood up with difficulty, rinsed herself off, put on clean clothes, sat on the edge of the bed, and took out the medicine box from her bag.