Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

"Fu Yanchen! You...you...what on earth do you want to do?"

Xu Xiaoxiao's voice trembled slightly, as erratic as a candle flame swaying in the wind.

Her eyes widened, flashing with fear and deep confusion, like a frightened deer.

She twisted her body desperately, trying to break free from Fu Yanchen's arms that were tightly wrapped around her waist like iron clamps, but all her efforts were in vain.

Fu Yanchen's strength was so great that no matter how she struggled, she could not move at all and was firmly held in his arms.

At this moment, Fu Yanchen slowly lowered his head, and his handsome face gradually approached Xu Xiaoxiao's ear.

As the distance got closer, a warm breath came over her face, gently brushing against her sensitive skin, instantly making all the hair on her body stand up.

Then, Fu Yanchen said softly in a low and magnetic voice: "I... want... you."

These four simple words were like a thunderclap exploding in Xu Xiaoxiao's ears, making her brain go blank.

Although his tone was gentle, it carried an unquestionable firmness, as if this was already an established fact that no one could change.

Even if Fu Yanchen didn't say the last two words, Xu Xiaoxiao already knew them.

Her heart seemed to be suddenly grasped by an invisible giant hand, and her heartbeat suddenly began to run wildly like a wild horse, as if it would break through her chest and jump out in the next second.

Xu Xiaoxiao felt that her mind had turned into a vast white desert in an instant. All her thoughts and consciousness disappeared at this moment. Her body became as stiff as a puppet out of control, unable to move at all.

She widened her eyes and looked at Fu Yanchen in front of her in disbelief, her eyes filled with astonishment, anger and deep confusion.

She opened her mouth and wanted to scold him, but the voice that came out of her throat was trembling, even more so than before: "Fu Yanchen, are you crazy? This is a locker room, a public place! How can you do this..."

However, before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by a sudden sob.

Tears quickly accumulated in her eyes, forming a thin layer of mist, making her originally bright eyes blurry.

Those tears rolled back and forth in the eye sockets, as if struggling desperately, but stubbornly refused to fall.

Fu Yanchen's eyes, as deep as the sea, were fixed on Xu Xiaoxiao from beginning to end. That scorching gaze seemed to have some kind of mysterious magic that could easily penetrate her body and reach the deepest corner of her heart. He even wanted to absorb her entire soul into his eyes.

At this moment, his voice was low and hoarse, containing a trace of desire and eagerness that was difficult to conceal, as if a hungry beast had finally found its prey: "If you move quickly, you won't be discovered. There is no one here at this moment, but you can't say for sure in a while. Some people want to go back and will naturally come back to change clothes, or... do you want them to listen to your... shouting..."

Xu Xiaoxiao was so angry that her face turned red. She widened her eyes and pointed at the teasing man in front of her with trembling fingers. She stammered, "...Fu, Fu Yanchen! You...you've really gone too far! You're simply a shameless person! You...you have no shame..."

However, facing Xu Xiaoxiao's angry accusation, Fu Yanchen only slightly raised one eyebrow, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and responded nonchalantly:

"You need face? Haha, what can you do with face? Is face more important than my beloved wife? I have face, but my beloved wife ran away. What should I do?"

His deep and magnetic voice seemed to have turned into the devil's sound from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying with it a creepy chill. Like an invisible force, it penetrated Xu Xiaoxiao's eardrums and kept circling and echoing in her mind.

There seemed to be an irresistible magic in this voice, which made Xu Xiaoxiao shiver involuntarily, and the rage that was originally burning in her heart was instantly extinguished.

Every note was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart, making her head buzz and waves of intense dizziness coming over her like a tide.

Xu Xiaoxiao widened her eyes and twisted her body desperately, trying to break free from the terrible restraints.

But no matter how hard she struggled, she was like a small fly caught in a spider web, and all her resistance was so insignificant.

Fu Yanchen, who was standing in front of her, was like a towering mountain. Compared with him, her power was just a drop in the ocean and insignificant.

At this moment, fear shrouded Xu Xiaoxiao's heart like a shadow. She felt like a lamb swallowed by the darkness, lonely, helpless and with nowhere to escape.

The deep feeling of helplessness almost suffocated her, and tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably, but she bit her lips tightly to prevent them from falling easily.

Because she knew very well that once she showed weakness, she would completely become a plaything in the hands of the other party.

Although her heart was already filled with fear, Xu Xiaoxiao still refused to give in.

She told herself that she must not give up so easily and must not let herself fall into that bottomless abyss from which there is no escape.

However, fate did not seem to favor this poor woman. Fu Yanchen's large and powerful hands had already begun to wander over her delicate skin.

Wherever those hands went, they left a hot touch, as if a burning flame, igniting Xu Xiaoxiao's body.

She shivered uncontrollably, goose bumps standing up all over her body.

She used up the last bit of strength in her body and tried her best to push the devilish man in front of her, but all her efforts were in vain.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoxiao seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss. It was pitch black all around her and she could not see any way out.

She could only pray silently, hoping that someone would notice the abnormality here, and that all this would end as soon as possible...

"Xiaoxiao...your body has betrayed you. It told me a truth - in fact, you are also very eager for it deep in your heart..." Fu Yanchen's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a half-smile, and his eyes stared straight at Xu Xiaoxiao, as if he could see through all her disguises and cover-ups.

Xu Xiaoxiao's cheeks flushed red as she said coquettishly, "I...I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

However, her flickering eyes and slightly trembling voice had already exposed her guilty conscience. Fu Yanchen pressed on and continued:

"No, you do. From your casual expressions, subtle movements, and rapid breathing, it can be seen that you are clearly not saying what you mean."

As he spoke, he slowly approached Xu Xiaoxiao. The distance between them grew closer and closer, and the atmosphere became more and more ambiguous.

Fu Yanchen said with a smile, and forcefully pushed Xu Xiaoxiao to sit on the chair. There was an irresistible determination in that action, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment.

Xu Xiaoxiao's heart was pounding like a war drum that was being beaten violently. Every beat was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart, bringing wave after wave of intense tremors, as if to shatter her entire soul.

Her eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

How could it be possible? Fu Yanchen would actually choose to do such a shocking and audacious thing in such an inappropriate and public place! She couldn't believe what she saw.

A feeling of panic that could not be described in words surged up from the bottom of her heart like a tide, instantly drowning her entire body.

She couldn't help but wonder, what happened to Fu Yanchen? Was he really controlled by some mysterious and strange crazy force, so that he lost his mind and became so reckless and desperate?

At this moment, the air around them seemed to have completely frozen because of this astonishing scene. Time seemed to have stopped flowing, and there were only the two of them left in the world.

Only the intertwined sounds of each other's breathing seemed particularly clear and harsh in the dead silence, like two sharp swords colliding with each other, making a heart-pounding sound.

Xu Xiaoxiao could clearly feel Fu Yanchen's extremely hot gaze, like a blazing flame, wandering wantonly on her delicate body.

Wherever that gaze went, it seemed to ignite a fuse hidden in the deepest part of her heart, triggering an uncontrollable throbbing and restlessness.

At the same time, a feeling of uneasiness spread like a shadow, tightly entangling her already panicked heart.

In such a special environment, the sudden close contact made her heart fall into extreme contradiction and painful struggle.

Anger and shyness, two completely opposite emotions, intertwined together, weaving into a dense and intricate web that trapped her tightly and almost suffocated her.

With every slight, almost imperceptible movement of Fu Yanchen, Xu Xiaoxiao's breathing began to quicken uncontrollably, gradually losing its original rhythm and cadence.

Her chest heaved violently. Every breath she took seemed to suck all the air around her into her body, while every exhalation seemed to use up all her strength.

The rationality in her heart was like a small boat in the storm, swaying and in danger under the impact of the surging torrent of desire.

Her once extremely clear mind became chaotic at this moment, as if it was wrapped in a thick fog. No matter how hard she tried to think, she could not penetrate the fog to see the real situation in front of her and her true desire.

She tried her best to escape from this suffocating feeling of restraint.

She was seen holding the back of the chair tightly with one hand, her fingers turning white from the excessive force, as if that was no longer just an ordinary chair back, but the last straw in her life, the only thing she could rely on to barely keep her body steady in this ocean of desire.

At the same time, the other hand seemed so weak and powerless, gently pushing Fu Yanchen's body. The movement was slow and ineffective, but even so, she still refused to give up the struggle.

Her voice was trembling slightly, with endless pleading in it: "Fu Yanchen, you, get up... Please, please, don't do this anymore... Here, how can you... Here, you can't!"

Although her voice was as weak as that of a mosquito, the deep despair and helplessness contained in it was so obvious, like a flash of lightning that pierced the dark night sky and struck directly into the softest corner of people's hearts.

However, Fu Yanchen seemed not to hear her plea, and there was an indescribable firmness and persistence in his eyes.

He looked at Xu Xiaoxiao deeply, his eyes showing both gentle doting and unquestionable determination.

He knew that this moment of indulgence might bring endless consequences, but he could not control his inner desire and could not resist this sudden impulse.

Tears welled up in Xu Xiaoxiao's eyes, and she didn't know how to face all this.

She wanted to escape, escape from this place that made her feel suffocated, escape from this dilemma that left her with no choice.

But her body seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and she couldn't move at all.

Hearing Xu Xiaoxiao's slightly trembling but extremely resolute words, Fu Yanchen paused involuntarily. His eyes were deeply locked on Xu Xiaoxiao's snow-white face, as if he wanted to take in every subtle expression of hers.

Her eyes were watery, flickering with fear and anxiety, yet mixed with a hint of indescribable tenderness, like the brightest stars in the night sky, intoxicating.

An inexplicable impulse surged in Fu Yanchen's heart, and he could not resist this desire from the bottom of his heart.

Then, he slowly bent down, his movements as light as a feather falling.

His eyes were fixed on the pretty and lovely face in front of him, his eyes full of pampering and tenderness.

Then he reached out his hand and gently lifted Xu Xiaoxiao's chin, allowing her to raise her head slightly.

Then, he moved closer again, slowly placing his lips close to the tip of her nose, as gently as possible, almost cautiously, for fear of disturbing this beautiful moment.

Finally, his lips fell on the tip of Xu Xiaoxiao's nose. At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

The kiss was as gentle as the warmest spring breeze, quietly blowing across the calm lake surface, creating circle after circle of delicate, silky ripples.

The ripples continued to spread outward, rippling into each other's hearts.

"Smile,"

At this moment, Fu Yanchen's deep and magnetic voice sounded, like a beautiful melody played by a cello. Every word seemed to be given life, carrying an irresistible magic.

His eyes never left her face, focused and affectionate.

"You... mean not here? Then... where should we go? Well, Xiaoxiao, tell me and I will satisfy you..."

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile. Although there was a subtle hint of playfulness in his words, there was more seriousness and full of expectations hidden in them.

He knew that Xu Xiaoxiao, the girl he raised, had always been a girl who adhered to principles and bottom lines, and would never easily do things that went against her inner thoughts.

Especially between the two of them, there were countless misunderstandings, and grudges, too many, too many.

However, at this moment, he was eager to spend an unforgettable and wonderful time with her, even if it was just a short and warm hug!

When Fu Yanchen's affectionate and passionate gaze and his gentle kiss fell on Xu Xiaoxiao, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

In an instant, an indescribable emotion surged into my heart like a tide.

Although Xu Xiaoxiao tried her best to break free from this intoxicating confinement, she soon realized that in the face of Fu Yanchen's powerful aura and strength, her resistance was so insignificant.

So she took a deep breath and tried her best to calm her chaotic thoughts and make them clear.

"Fu Yanchen..." Although Xu Xiaoxiao's voice was a little low and weak, the determination contained in it was extremely firm and unquestionable.

"Well, you said..."