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The tight string in Xia Yuwan's heart was a little loose. When Fu Jueshen looked at her with his black eyes, her shadow was all in them.
For a moment, she forgot about Su Yuxin.
It felt like he was the only one in his world.
Xia Yuwan was also struggling in her heart, like two wild beasts biting each other with all their strength, bound to fight to the death, but in the end there was no result.
"Fu Jueshen, some mistakes only need to be made once to cause death. Do you understand?"
It¡¯s not like she didn¡¯t give him a chance.
When she had a miscarriage, she persuaded her to believe him and give him another chance. As long as he was willing to go home and spend time with Su Yuxin to spend time with her.
But he didn¡¯t.
Fu Jueshen suddenly hugged her shoulders from behind, enveloping her whole body in his arms, greedily smelling the faint fragrance of her body.
He rested his head on her shoulder, trying to find some familiarity from the past.
"Wanwan."
"There is no Su Yuxin anymore. She and I have no contact at all now. Please believe me for once."
"Not only does grandpa need you, I also need you."
He was only wearing a thin shirt. Men are naturally hotter than women. Fu Jueshen's chest was as hot as a furnace.
It was attached to her back through several layers of fabric, and the violently beating heartbeat was clearly transmitted to her ears.
She struggled a bit but couldn't break free from his embrace. Fu Jueshen even lowered his head and took her soft white earlobe into his mouth.
He understands all the sensitive points in her body.
As expected, the little hedgehog just showed a tendency to soften due to his external strength, and Fu Jueshen intensified his efforts to move the hot kiss downwards.
The dense rain fell on her smooth and tender neck, with a strong tendency to go downwards.
His kiss was turbulent and violent, as fierce as summer rain.
Take a step forward.
He pushed her hard against the bookshelf.
The movements were neither heavy nor light, but Xia Yuwan's chest was pressed against the bookshelf, making her feel uncomfortable.
She raised her foot and kicked him on the lower body while he was distracted. The pointed-toed high-heeled shoes were sharp and windy Just when she was about to kick him, Fu Jueshen reached out to hold him.
Blue blood vessels can be faintly seen on the slim and exquisite ankle, and there is a series of green tattoos with floral patterns on it.
"fujueshen"
His slightly warm and rough thumb rubbed the string of English letters on her ankle, his evil laughter penetrated her ears, and joy filled her brows.
She was so embarrassed that she felt ashamed.
"You said you don't like me, so why do you want to get a tattoo of my name?"
Silly girl, you have to use a needle to poke the skin bit by bit and then apply colorit will still hurt.
And her skin is as tender as watery tofu. If he kisses her too hard, it will leave traces, which will take several days to dissipate.
Tattoos are a lifelong matter.
Fu Jue hated himself deeply for not discovering it earlier.
Xia Yuwan became angry and turned around to glare at him, "This is all a mistake I made when I was young and ignorant. I will wash it off another day."
Like most rebellious girls in adolescence, she has also been rebellious and crazy.
I saw many students in the class who would use compasses or knives to carve their lovers¡¯ names on their arms after falling in love, using blood to prove their deep love.
Xia Yuwan was too embarrassed to keep it on her hand, so she went to a tattoo shop and had it carved on her ankle.
Most people don¡¯t know what this string of letters means.
And he never cared.
"No washing allowed!"
This is proof that Xia Yuwan loves him, how can it be washed away?
Xia Yuwan's breath was suddenly taken away, and she angrily stretched out her sharp claws and struck at his handsome side.
Snapped.
A red and swollen five-finger mark fell on his thin face, with some reddish swelling.
The man's gloomy and dark eyes stared at her, which made the back of Xia Yuwan's head feel cold.
Her hands were also shaking uncontrollably.
I was too angry just now, so I didn¡¯t consider the height difference and strength between the two at all.
If Fu Jueshen attacks her in a rage, she should only have a 40% chance of winning.
On second thought, it shouldn't be the case. No matter how angry he was before, he would just have a cold war with himself Throwing up his sleeves and leaving.
She now wishes that Fu Jueshen would leave quickly.
It¡¯s a pity that this man held her hand as if it was poisonous, put it to his lips and blew it gently.
He said softly: "Does your hand hurt? Can I give you a blowjob?"
Xia Yuwan: "!!!"
"Fu Jueshen, please be normal! We are already divorced. Do you know what divorce is? It means that a man and a woman are separated. There is no relationship at all, so it is called divorce!"
She shouted angrily, and the patients and nurses passing by the door stopped one after another and looked inside curiously.
In front of you is a piece of wood color.
¡°Oh, I forgot.
The door didn't open at all.
"Compared with her anger, Fu Jueshen seemed very calm. He kept tempting her in her ears.
"Xia Yuwan, don't you want it? I'm no worse than Mr. Jiang. You know it very well. Maybe it's been too long and you've forgotten it. Do you want to reflect on it?"
"Bah, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"What's not worse than Mr. Jiang?"
She has no idea how Jiang Jinling is easy to attack.
"Fu Jueshen, don't touch um."
His hand had already reached under her white coat. She was wearing a light blue baby skirt today, which was as long as her knees. He easily touched a piece of smooth skin.
Suddenly he bit her earlobe angrily, "You bad girl, why don't you wear stockings?"
"You know, I don't like wearing them."
She also learned his tone
Xia Yuwan didn¡¯t like wearing stockings before, becauseit was easier to seduce him, but later she got used to it.
¡°Besides, the length of her skirt means you don¡¯t have to worry about it being exposed, so why wear that troublesome thing?
This made it easier for Fu Jueshen, who freed up one big hand to grab her hands, and quickly raised the hem of her skirt with the other hand.
"Fu Jueshen, you bastard! If you dareme, I will definitely kill you!"
Last time I had no choice but to do it.
This time she would not let him go without a fight, but what Xia Yuwan didn't know was that the more she rejected him, the more she aroused the domineering paranoia in his heart.
"Stop talking Wanwan, feel me with your heart."
He suddenly bit her earlobe and walked straight in.
"Fu Jueshen! You despicable and shameless bastard! Ugh Do you think I am your plaything? If you call me, I will come and go I'm dreaming!"
At this time, she still had the energy to be jealous. Fu Jueshen felt that she must be too kind.
"I have no one else but you." He whispered in her ear seriously.
Xia Yuwan's mind went blank for a second, then she reached out and grabbed the swinging bookshelf with a blushing face, and cursed harshly.
"I don't care about your bad things, you be gentle, um if people outside find out, I will bite you to death!"
Hearing this, there were bursts of muffled laughter from behind, "As promised."
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