"Well... I didn't lie to you." The girl's eyes were full of tears, and her body softened like a puddle of water.

The heat is strange.

"You said you didn't lie to me, so you still have his photo?"

The expression on Chu Li's face was blank for a moment, and she looked a little confused.

It took me a long time to realize that it was Wen Yanqi's autographed photo.

At that time, they were only married by contract, so Chu Li bought a framed photo and put it in the bedroom.

But when she came home the next day, she found that the photo frame was gone.

At that time, Fu Xushang said that he accidentally knocked it over, and Aunt Chen thought it was useless garbage and threw it away.

But after Chu Li asked Aunt Chen about it, she didn't remember it at all.

Instead, there was a mass of ashes in the trash can in the room that day.

Seeing the girl distracted, the displeasure between the man's eyebrows grew stronger.

The scalding temperature was posted down.

Chu Li froze, her eyelashes trembling like a butterfly fluttering its wings.

She explained incoherently: "I It's not because of him."

Wen Yanqi gave her a very warm feeling, like an older brother.

However, her intuition told Chu Li that she couldn't say that she regarded him as her elder brother at this time.

Chu Li had no choice but to whisper in a soft voice: "I told him during the day..."

"What did you say?"

The man lowered his head half up, squinted his eyes and looked at her, whispering hormonally, but his posture against her was very dangerous.

It seemed that as long as she said one wrong word, there would be a violent storm.

Chu Li had no power to resist, her fingers unconsciously inserted into his black hair, and her voice was tossed and changed: "I told him, you are my husband..."

When we arrived at the villa today, Wen Yanqi called her to a place in the front yard where the cameras couldn't see, and asked her about her marriage to Fu Xushang.

Although she was surprised how he knew, she still told him the truth.

Because, she intuitively felt that Wen Yanqi was a trustworthy person.

The girl's frank words made Fu Xushang pause.

The churning emotion in his chest calmed down a bit, he loosely held her hot big hand, and gently pinched her small earlobe.

A burst of electric shock.

"Who is Lili talking to?" The man's voice was hoarse and coaxing.

"God Qi..."

The man expressed his dissatisfaction with this answer through the practice clothes.

The girl hummed softly.

After a long pause, my mind turned around.

"Wen Yanqi..."

The big hand gently fell from her earlobe to the soft skin on the back of her neck, smoothing her breathing, "What did you say?"

Chu Li finally knew what the man wanted to hear, she grabbed his open neckline, "Say Fu Xushang is my husband..."

Only then did the man kiss her bright red lips in satisfaction, "Well, Chu Li can only be Fu Xushang's wife."

Therefore, his wife had already confessed to Wen Yanqi that she was a married woman.

It's that shameless man.

Knowing that she has a husband, she still called.

It shouldn't have just burned his photo in the first place.

He had to find a time to expose Wen Yanqi's rush to be a male mistress.

Discredit him.

For some reason, Wen Yanqi's appearance gave him an ominous sense of crisis.

The man's eyes were obscure, and there was a sense of discomfort and a sour smell all over his body.

The girl hugged his firm waist, and looked up at his expression with her round almond eyes flickering: "Sir, are you jealous?"

Fu Xushang came back to his senses, and looked back at his blushing little wife.

He chuckled softly, "Does Lili think that I'm not being obvious enough?"

Chu Li shrank back, her eyes couldn't help wandering, "It's quite obvious."

Ever since he came out of the dance practice room, Fu Xushang's emotions have always been obvious.

Mingming wanted to eat her, but because of the sprain on her foot, he kept dawdling.

Fu Xushang raised his brows slightly, looked at her sparkling eyes, and felt his chest itch, "Then how is Lili going to coax me?"

Seeing the girl's dumbfounded expression.

Fu Xushang raised her chin lightly with his fingers, making her look at him.

Chu Li was confronted by him pinching his chin, and he couldn't avoid it.

The rolling emotions in the eyes meet each other frankly, and even the hot breath blends together.

The girl's thoughts were written all over her face, and soon her ears were red.

After a long time, she lowered her eyes shyly, and said in a delicate voice: "Husband~ My feet hurt and I can't stand up..."

The man's black eyes followed her gaze and landed on the foot that had subsided a little bit of swelling.

Chu Li: "I can't show you dancing on the bed."

Fu Xushang was about to be laughed at by his little wife.

The man didn't speak, and raised his hand to hug him up.

Chu Li wrapped her small hands skillfully around the side of the man's neck, raised her head and asked softly, "Where are you going?"

Fu Xushang looked down at her, with a teasing smile in his voice, "Serve my wife who can't stand up to take a bath."

She hurt her foot, and he didn't really intend to ask her to do anything.

When Chu Li heard this, her fair face turned red in an instant, and she grabbed the hem of his clothes and kept begging for mercy.

It's too shy to help her take a bath.

Finally, after begging for a long time, Fu Xushang adjusted the water temperature for her and let her take a bath by herself.

*

Chu Li was taking a shower in the bathroom.

Fu Xushang was sitting on the edge of the bed, thinking about how to make his wife unable to leave him.

There was a knock on the door of the room.

A rather grumpy knock on the door.

Fu Xushang raised his eyebrows and walked over to open the door.

The light in the aisle reflects the light falling on the person who came, casting an obscure shadow on the carpet.

Wen Yanqi's eyes narrowed, and the silver ring on the index finger was twirling with the thumb of his left hand, which was a faint harbinger of impatience.

He looked up and down the tall man who came out to open the door.

Fu Xushang was dressed in a black suit, with two open necklines revealing his firm chest, and his sleeves were rolled up to his forearms, revealing a small tattoo, with the same unhappy expression.

The moment the two men's eyes met, there was a faint hostility rising.

Wen Yanqi's eyes fell on the scratch on his chest, and the killing intent in his blood became stronger.

But thinking that Chu Li was inside, he snorted softly, and the corners of his lips curled up in displeasure: "I'm looking for Li Li."

Fu Xushang's eyebrows were lowered, but he smiled instead of anger: "If you have anything to say, just tell me, and I will pass it on to me, my wife, and my wife."

The man deliberately bit these two words, how could Wen Yanqi not hear it.

The back molars are about to crumble.

Wen Yanqi listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, and the corners of his lips curled up in a mocking arc: "Master Liu, wouldn't the time be too short to affect the couple's life more?"

The big hand that was about to close the door suddenly stopped.

Fu Xushang's restless impatience instantly turned into a violent desire to beat someone up.

*

The sound of the bathroom door opening.

"Why didn't you call me when you finished washing?"

Fu Xushang frowned, and carried him to the bed in two or three steps.

The girl's eyes were slightly shy. She didn't have a broken leg, and she could still change clothes with one foot in the air.

Following the man's approaching pace, Chu Li saw the wound at the corner of his mouth at a glance.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

The tip of Fu Xushang's tongue touched the left side of the mouth, and he parted the corners of his lips and smiled: "It's okay, I accidentally knocked on the corner of the wall just now."

Chu Li was suspicious, she was too careless.

The girl's soft fingers poked his face lightly, her breath sprayed on his face softly, her tone was very pity, "Does it hurt?"

It doesn't hurt.

Although received a punch.

But compared to some dog that also got punched by him.

He has a wife who loves him.

Fu Xushang hugged the girl and sat on the bed. The girl's body fragrance after bathing was mixed with the smell of shower gel, which was very sweet.

He buried his head and took a deep breath on the girl's neck, his voice was slightly hoarse: "If my wife kisses it, it won't hurt."

#Wen Shao also feels distressed hh

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