After being abused and reborn, the real daughter went crazy

Seeing Song Nanxi's serious and solemn face, as if she was making a promise to him, Fu Jingyao felt warm in his heart.

"Do you still want to hear it?" Fu Jingyao asked the man in his arms in a low voice.

Song Nanxi nodded, and she also realized that she had indeed ignored these things before.

It was like he knew everything about her, including what she liked to eat and what she didn't like to eat.

But I didn't know enough about him.

Even how he got here all these years, she never asked, let alone knew.

The two of them have been through so many things, and they have long been tacitly aware of their feelings for each other.

She used to be really slow about emotional matters, but now she knows in her heart that she loves the man in front of her and wants to do something for him.

Seeing this, Fu Jingyao hugged Song Nanxi, the two of them sat on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and continued to talk to her.

"Actually, before I met you, I was prepared to die at any time, but God seemed to be very kind to me and allowed you to come to me."

Those things that were buried deep in his heart before, and he didn't dare to think about them every day and night, and didn't dare to tell anyone about them.

Now he could tell all this to Song Nanxi calmly. Perhaps even he had not thought that Song Nanxi's existence had given her the most dazzling light in her life, illuminating the darkness deep in his heart.

"Xi'er, thank you. You are more important to me than my life. I can't imagine what my life will be like if I lose you. So, even if it's for me, you have to take good care of yourself, okay? good?"

Fu Jingyao looked down at the person she loved deeply in her arms, and gently kissed her forehead.

Song Nanxi had only heard about some things about the Fu family before, but now that she heard Fu Jingyao tell it from his own mouth, she knew what he had been through in these years.

She was also glad that she met him and cured him.

She looked up at the person in front of her distressedly, sat up, and gently hugged his neck with her hands.

He said with a serious face: "I will never allow anything to happen to the person I like, so no matter what happens, don't hide it from each other. Let's face it together."

Song Nanxi is now completely convinced of the man in front of her, and she has become accustomed to him being by her side.

She didn't think anything of being alone before, but now she has the most important person to her, and she hopes that he can always be with her and nothing will happen to her.

"Don't worry, when did my husband lie to you?" Fu Jingyao chuckled, lowered his head and kissed her lips with a doting look.

Maybe it was because tonight he finally said what he had hidden in his heart for so many years, and Fu Jingyao finally felt relieved.

This moment was also the moment when he felt the most relaxed and happy.

He put his arms around Song Nanxi's waist and gradually deepened the kiss.

Song Nanxi could hold his neck and respond at first, but maybe because of this incident, Fu Jingyao was a little scared.

He hugged Song Nanxi tightly, wishing to rub her into his own bones and blood and never separate her again.

Feeling that her clothes had been torn apart by him at some point, the man passionately kissed her gently and restrainedly from her eyebrows to her eyes.

At the beginning, he could still hold back, but later, he panted lightly, and his ambiguous breath sprayed on Song Nanxi's ears and neck.

Then a restrained and affectionate voice came to her ears along with his moist breath: "Xi'er, I don't want to wait any longer, is that okay?"

Song Nanxi's eyes were slightly moist when he kissed her, and her mind went blank. She just wanted to sink in with him.

So much so that she almost didn't hear what the man said in her ear, and she just let out a soft "hmm".

When Fu Jingyao heard her response, he reached out and pulled Song Nanxi's clothes over and covered her body, covering the girl's fair skin.

He gently picked up the person in his arms and walked towards the bedroom upstairs.

Because of Fu Jingyao's actions, Song Nanxi's head became clearer.

But before she could react, the man had already carried her into the bedroom, placed her on the bed, and then couldn't help but press on her.

Before Song Nanxi could recover, she was enveloped by the man's hot and familiar breath again.

Deep in love, Song Nanxi's head felt dizzy, and she could only hear the man's low and bewitching voice next to her ears.

"Xi'er, call me husband."

The man was so good at it, Song Nanxi completely lost his thoughts and just followed his rhythm, shouting in a hoarse voice with a bit of charm and a hint of crying after being tortured by him: "Husband."

Hearing her cry, the man completely let go of all the restraint he had exercised over the past few days and hugged her again.

Song Nanxi thought that his physical strength was not bad, but he never expected that he would be eaten up and wiped clean by a man, not even the bone residue was left.

When she finally woke up, the first thing she felt was pain. She had no strength left in her body and was too lazy to move her fingers.

Not only that, she endured the pain in her body and stood up. When she walked into the bathroom, she saw that her neck and shoulders were covered with dense marks.

Seeing this scene, she was also shocked.

I didn't expect them to be so crazy yesterday, doing everything they should and shouldn't do.

She only remembered that until the end, she really had no strength left in her body, but the man was still very energetic. He carried her to the bathroom, and did not hold her out until the water in the bathtub was completely cold.

Later, she fell asleep and went out, and now her whole body felt like it was falling apart.

If she had known earlier that he would be so crazy, she would not have agreed.

After Song Nanxi came out of the bathroom, she lay on the bed so tired that she didn't want to move. Just when she was about to continue sleeping, she saw the closed door being pushed open.

Seeing Fu Jingyao and thinking of what happened last night, Song Nanxi felt her cheeks get hot for the first time, and she was too embarrassed to speak.

Who would have thought that a person who has always been fearless would now blush with embarrassment.

"Are you hungry? I made something you like to eat. Eat some and then go back to sleep." Seeing the blush that flashed across the little girl's face, Fu Jingyao said with a fond smile.

Seeing Song Nanxi lying on the bed and not talking, he had no choice but to walk over, sit in front of the bed, and whispered: "How about my husband feed you?"

"No, I'll do it myself." After Song Nanxi finally adjusted, he just stretched out his arms and saw the fine and ambiguous marks on them.

So, the little girl, who had finally finished her mental construction, blushed again.

He now suspected that this man definitely did it on purpose.

"Okay, it's all my husband's fault. Let me feed you." Fu Jingyao said, curling his lips, picking up the noodles with chopsticks and feeding them to him.