Obsessive, the CEO's sweetheart

The girl's eyes were slightly red, and there seemed to be two black pearls soaked in water embedded in her eyes. There was a tearful glow flowing in her eyes, and she was beautiful yet delicate.

She looked pretty even when she cried, which was exactly what Fu Lang liked.

But, it was only Fu Lang himself who made her cry.

Others bully——

No.

The man's face darkened, and a hint of hostility appeared between his handsome eyebrows. His larynx moved, "Who made you cry?"

It's not you yet.

She swallowed back these words.

Xin Gan is not a person who likes to tell tales behind others’ backs. That is very mean. She turned her face away and said, “I’m not crying.”

Originally Princess Fu Lang was holding her, but Xin Gan's little face turned to the side and Fu Lang could no longer see her.

Fu Lang put her down temporarily, clasped Xin Gan's slender waist with one hand, then grasped her small white chin with the other hand, forcing Xin Gan to turn her face back.

The long finger touched the girl's dark and soft eyelashes, and soon the fingertips felt a trace of water, "If you're not crying, what is this?"

Fu Lang lowered his head and rested his forehead against Xin Gan's. When he breathed from his thin, red lips, there was an inexplicable gentleness and bewitching taste: "Who bullied you? Your husband will help you vent your anger, okay?"

The upturned ending note is like the sound of a string scratching people's hearts.

"...Fu Lang!" Xin Gan didn't expect that he would take advantage of her like this. She had been forced by Fu Lang to call him that shameful name before, but she would never, ever call him that name on normal days.

What's more, in this life, she and Fu Lang have a clean relationship.

I didn't expect Fu Lang to...

For a girl, this name can be considered as teasing.

Xin Gan knew that Fu Lang was always dissolute and dishonest, but she never expected him to be so...

"...shameless." Xin Gan said in a low voice with a red face.

The sadness and anger in my heart miraculously eased a little.

Xin Gan thought that maybe Fu Lang was a real jerk and a real hater, so compared to him, other people were not worth mentioning.

Fu Lang looked at her beautiful black eyes that were wide open in surprise, and felt that she was like a young deer, lovable. He put his arms around the girl's waist, and his throat rolled slightly, "How am I shameless?"

"You said..." Xin Gan's face turned red, and she hesitated, "Those two words."

"Which two words, huh?" The man patiently coaxed her to say it out loud.

Xing Gan couldn't shout out.

Fu Lang licked his lips and smiled. He really wanted to take a bite of the girl's delicate face to see if it was sweet. "Is it my husband?"

"Fu Lang!" No one could remain indifferent when being teased by him like that. Xin Gan was very shy.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly touched her little face and said, "You are not sad now, are you?"

"..."

Xin Gan was slightly startled.

It turned out that she thought Fu Lang was being frivolous on purpose, but he was actually trying to comfort her in this way?

Without waiting for Xin Gan to think about it, Fu Lang asked again, "So now can you tell me who bullied you?"

Xin Gan bit her pink lips and was still unwilling to say anything.

Fu Lang is ruthless and unscrupulous in his work style. His revenge is not something that ordinary people can withstand.

Xin Gan didn't have any saintly thoughts, but she felt that her relationship with Fu Lang... was not to the extent that she could seek his support.

She wanted to do her best to have nothing to do with Fu Lang.

What would it matter if I complained to him?

How is she any different from the woman who tried to get close to Fu Lang as the receptionist mentioned?

Therefore, no matter how Fu Lang coaxed her, Xin Gan was unwilling to open her mouth.

There was no crying in her voice, but her tone was soft and sticky, revealing a youthful firmness, "Fu Lang, don't ask anymore."

"I really can't do anything about you, it's okay if I don't ask..." Fu Lang rubbed the girl's waist-length black hair, his expression softened, and there was even a hint of doting in his tone.

However, the coldness in the man's eyes was well concealed and not noticed by Xin Gan.

Fu Lang thought, I will always find a way to pry open your mouth.

"Fu Lang, don't touch my hair, it's messed up." Xin Gan's cheeks puffed up slightly. She didn't understand why this man always liked to touch her. It was okay in bed in the previous life, but even when they didn't have that time, he could not change the habit of touching her face or messing with her hair.

"Who told you to like even your hair?" After being slapped by the girl, Fu Lang not only did not restrain himself, but raised his eyebrows and rubbed them.

Xin Gan's face turned red with anger and embarrassment.

Because she remembered that Fu Lang had said the same thing in his previous life.

He liked to let his hair fly all over his body during intercourse, or to lazily light a cigarette with one hand and casually play with the black hair that fell from his bare shoulders with the other hand.

I even said something similar to this:

"My dear, how come you look so pleasing to me? You're so delicate and soft, and when you cry you look like you're made of water... Tsk, even your hair suits my taste."

The soft, long, graceful and lazy black hair was spread on the girl's smooth back like a piece of precious silk. At that time, Fu Lang's red lips bit the tip of Xing Gan's tender white ear from behind. The disordered and heavy breaths intertwined, and a casual and lazy smile came up from the depth of the man's throat, with a hoarse charm that was fascinating.

He laughed low and deep like this in the dark and charming entanglement of desire and lust.