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

Mu Xin felt that she was getting darker and darker, so she simply didn't bother with this matter anymore. Anyway, she came here anyway, so I don't need to explain.

Looking around, she also had an idea about where she would live tonight.

"I want to sleep with you overnight."

Fu Zichen choked a little, and the water in the teacup spilled on the ground: "Did I hear correctly?"

"You heard me right, but you think too much, I'm just staying overnight," she paused, and said seriously, "There is no such thing as you think."

He smiled and took out a paper towel and wiped the water droplets on the ground.

Mu Xin pursed the corners of her mouth, and couldn't help slandering him for being a pervert. He was still as obsessed with cleanliness as before, even if a drop of water fell on the ground, he would wipe it clean.

He threw the tissue into the wastebasket and said to her: "I remember, you used to talk about staying overnight, but in the end you put me to sleep."

"..."

Mu Xin raised her forehead, does this person need to be so straightforward?

She was really unrestrained in the past. After being with dear senior Fu, she was very happy, and she didn't care about being reserved or not.

It was she who took the initiative to confess. She held hands for the first time after falling in love, hugged for the first time, and kissed for the first time.

Mu Xin was always annoyed afterwards, thinking that she was not calm enough at the beginning, why couldn't she wait any longer and let him take the initiative first!

That way, he won't laugh at her for being unreserved as soon as he mentions it.

But in fact, if she is given another chance, she will still take the initiative to do those things.

Because I don't want to waste any time on psychological tension, I can kiss as much as I want, so why worry about who comes first.

Since when did she stop being the active person?

After loving desperately, she got a result of bruises all over her body. Now she has become a real shrinking turtle.

Love is scared and doesn't want to take another step out of the safe zone.

But it is still her personality not to be procrastinating. "So do you agree or not?"

Fu Zichen looked at her and said word by word: "I don't agree, unless you tell me why you don't share a room with your husband."

Mu Xin could hear the teasing and sarcasm in his tone, he deliberately emphasized the word "husband", in fact, it was confirmed that her marriage with He Yiming was in name only, and now he wants her to admit it personally.

"He drank too much, the bottle of champagne was so delicious, he drank more than half of the bottle by himself, and when he drank too much, he snored, which affected my sleep."

Fu Zichen stood up, bent over to get close to her, and hugged her on the sofa.

"And then you went to sleep in another man's room?" He had a smile on his face, looking a bit bad, "And this man is still your ex-boyfriend, you two had sex the day before."

Mu Xin bit her lip and stared at him, her face was on fire.

She realized how clumsy her excuse was, and Fu Zichen seemed to like to see how embarrassed she was and how difficult it was to get along with herself.

"Fu Zichen, how embarrassing do you want me to be, you don't want to stop."

"I just want to hear you tell the truth."

Mu Xin stared at him for a few seconds, then pushed him away and walked out the door.

But Fu Zichen took her hand and sighed: "Okay, why don't you force me to tell you? I'll save my face and suffer. When will I get rid of this problem?"

Mu Xin sat back on the sofa again.

Fu Zichen patted the loveseat where he was sitting.

Mu Xin immediately hid back.

He laughed and said, "I didn't ask you to come here, but I said you should sleep here tonight."

Mu Xin pursed her lower lip in embarrassment. Now it seems that her thoughts are not simple?

"Well, yes." Mu Xin replied unnaturally.

Fu Zichen shook his head helplessly, got up and walked towards the bedroom.

After a while, he came over with the quilt and pillow, and put the pillow and quilt in her arms first, "Hold, I'll help you make the quilt."

Then Fu Zichen helped her lay out the thin mattress carefully, without even a single wrinkle.

Mu Xin hugged the pillow, watching him help her make the bed, her eyes felt sore.

If he hadn't had that illness, if there hadn't been those things in between, they are married now, he would be a considerate and good husband.

Just as she was looking at Fu Zichen in a daze, he suddenly turned around: "Why are you looking at me so affectionately, wanting to sleep with me?"

Mu Xin picked up the pillow and threw it at him: "You are beautiful."

Fu Zichen put the pillow she threw over on the sofa, and came to get her quilt again. Mu Xin thought that this man was going to do something to her, so she didn't let go of the quilt.

Fu Zichen let go of the quilt, stood up straight in front of her, and rubbed her forehead with his fingers: "I'm helping you make the bed, can you think of something else in your mind?"

"I'm afraid of you beast｜Sexy!"

"Since you said that you like He Yiming, don't like me, and don't want to get back together with me, I won't force you."

Mu Xin examined his face, she could tell that Fu Zichen was serious.

But what about her?

Her words were duplicity, and she still liked to treat Fu Zichen, but she was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of well ropes... so she didn't dare to admit it.

"I'm going to bed first, I have something to do tomorrow morning, I don't care about you."

After finishing speaking, Fu Zichen walked to the bedroom, Mu Xin heard him go to bed, and quickly turned off the light.

Leaving Mu Xin alone in the living room, her mind was racing.

Fu Zichen deliberately kept a distance from her. This was the result of her seeking benevolence. What is there to lose?

Mu Xin also turned off the light, and lay down on the sofa peacefully, letting herself stop thinking about it.

It was windy outside during dinner, and the night was getting darker and the wind was getting stronger.

The howling northwest wind was shaking the window lattices.

After this autumn wind, the weather should be colder again.

Mu Xin wrapped herself in a warm quilt, closed her eyes, and prepared to fall asleep.

But after brewing for a while, she opened her eyes again and sighed.

The smell of Fu Zichen still remained on the quilt, which made it impossible for her to fall asleep without any distractions.

It seems that no matter how much time has passed, people's memory of taste is hard to erase.

She remembered the smell of Fu Zichen's body, a very special kind of faint fragrance, from the first time she smelled it, she thought it smelled good.

I heard that everyone has their own smell, and when people meet someone they like, the sense of smell will respond first.

Before a person realizes that he likes a person, the nose has already liked the smell of that person.

Mu Xin buried her face in the quilt again, breathing in his smell, feeling as if she was lying in his arms.

Thinking of the past, every winter, when her hands and feet were cold, Fu Zichen would cover her for her. When she first went to bed at night, it would be cold, so he asked her to put her legs on his stomach.

Later, Fu Zichen started to drag her to run in the morning. After running for half a year, her hands and feet were no longer cold, and her menstrual pain was no longer there.

After the breakup, she didn't even bother to go out, let alone go for a run.

Her hands and feet gradually returned from coldness, and after the miscarriage, dysmenorrhea also found her again.

Sometimes she felt that when Fu Zichen left, her health and happiness also left with him.

Thinking of this, she suddenly poked her head out of the quilt again, what was she thinking!

Why did I start to miss it.

She sat up suddenly, clutching the quilt, thinking angrily, it must be the quilt's problem, the quilt has his body odor on it, and when she covers the quilt, she will think of the past.

If this continues, I probably won't be able to sleep tonight.

Mu Xin hugged the quilt and left the sofa, and went to Fu Zichen's bedroom...