After a few days of separation, they are no longer in a legitimate relationship as husband and wife. Will he be able to handle the relationship well by then?
Or, real separation?
No matter which type, my heart is irritable and depressed.
This made it more and more difficult for him to control his possession of her, and he hugged her harder and harder, wishing he could merge her into his blood and never be separated.
Fu Xixi was so drunk that she felt herself moving. Her whole body seemed to be in a blazing fire, or like she was soaking in a hot spring, sinking and floating.
This feeling is hot and comfortable...
...
The next day, when Fu Xixi woke up, she saw the sun shining into the room through the gaps in the curtains, which was warm and beautiful.
And beside him, lay the handsome and noble Bo Zhanye.
He was still sleeping, with exquisite facial features, white to almost transparent skin, and moderately thin lips. The light traced his outline, like a masterpiece of God's hand, perfect and impeccable.
At any time, there is beauty that captures people's hearts.
But, can you tell her why he is not wearing any clothes? She is also too tired to move.
"Husband, what did you do to me?" Fu Xixi's little hand fell on the tip of Bo Zhanye's nose and gently traced it.
There was complaint, shyness, and sweetness in the questioning voice.
"You know what you're asking." Bo Zhanye, who was sleeping very lightly, took her into his arms and said, "I can't move my legs to realize what you said yesterday."
Fu Xixi's face turned red.
Why does he always speak so seriously and without any shyness?
"Good boy, I didn't go to bed very late last night. Let's sleep a little longer." Bo Zhanye hugged her gently, his voice was elegant and lazy, and extremely emotional.
Fu Xixi didn't dare to move anymore.
On the one hand, I don't want to disturb his rest, and on the other hand, due to the current situation, I'm afraid that he will act on the spur of the moment again.
Not to mention that she can't move her legs, it's possible that her legs are useless.
But at what time did he go to bed last night? He didn't wake up from seven to eight, nine, and ten o'clock in the morning.
First, her mother asked her to eat, and then Qiao Sang asked her to check her. Fu Xixi pretended not to hear and continued to sleep.
But if a man and a woman alone don’t agree and don’t go out, it’s easy for people to misunderstand, okay?
I have a headache and want to cry...
‘Ding dong~’ At eleven o’clock noon, a WeChat message rang.
Fu Xixi thought it was his mobile phone. After all, Bo Zhanye rarely used WeChat, and most people couldn't send messages to him on WeChat.
But when she took the phone, she found that it was not Bo Zhanye's phone.
The pop-up reminder above shows: Bai Guaner: [Picture]
Bai Guaner?
Didn’t she leave the Imperial City? Why is there Bo Zhanye’s WeChat account? Why did she send a message to Bo Zhanye?
"Who sent the message?" A magnetic and pleasant voice sounded.
When Bo Zhan woke up at night, he didn't take the phone, he just turned around and hugged her, kissing her neck with his warm lips, inhaling the good body fragrance.
The actions are affectionate and the behavior is very intimate.
After all, sharing a mobile phone between husband and wife is an ambiguous matter.
Fu Xixi breathed a little hot and said, "Bai Guan'er. She actually has your WeChat account."
Bo Zhanye's tall figure obviously tensed up, and his sleepiness disappeared.
He didn't intend to let Fu Xixi know the situation for the time being. He said: "I have something to deal with before. I would like to add by the way. I don't care about her. You can see what she sends. You know the password."
He set the date for their night a few years ago.
Fu Xixi thought of this, and her heart felt a little sweet and moved, and she had no intention of reading the news again.
With such a good husband, why does she need to check his phone?
On such a beautiful day, why should a disgusting person affect your mood?
She put the phone aside and hugged him: "Don't look at it.