Fu Hanye felt that he had entered the time and space tunnel. That was the day when he and Shen Nian received the certificate. That day, after he finished talking about business, when he rushed there, he saw Shen Nian sitting blankly in the lobby of the Civil Affairs Bureau. She saw him At this time, his eyes were startled like a deer, and he stood up immediately, speaking incoherently, "You...you are here?"
Maybe I didn't expect him to come, but he said impatiently, "Go and line up."
Shen Nianyan obeyed, and she stood at the back of the team obediently, while he sat where she had just been, with a faint body temperature clinging to his suit pants. The temperature made him uncomfortable.
Although the woman in front of him was beautiful, she was not forced upon him by the old lady.
The old lady said that if she doesn't marry Shen Nian, she won't recognize him as her grandson.
He couldn't figure out what kind of magic power Shen Nian had that could make the old lady fall in love with him. He lit a cigarette and passed through the thin white smoke with his cold eyes, sternly examining the woman's back, scanning from head to bottom. After searching countless times, he couldn't find any shining point in the woman.
Beauty is the most inconspicuous thing for a noble man like him.
It was their turn. Seeing that he was still reluctant to pass, Shen Nian turned around and glanced at him shyly, "Mr. Fu, it's our turn."
A word of 'Mr. Fu' made the staff glance towards him.
His thin lips curled up in a cold arc, he stubbed out his cigarette, walked over slowly, filled out the form, signed and sealed, and the bright red marriage certificate came out. He took the marriage certificate and put a copy into his pocket. He threw the other copy to Shen Nian and raised his eyebrows, "On purpose?"
Shen Nian looked at the marriage certificate and seemed to be admiring their figures in white shirts and cuddling closely.
"Wha...what?"
Shen Nian raised his head, his eyes were as clear and bright as clear springs.
He sneered lightly, stepped out of the Civil Affairs Bureau hall, and took the lead.
And she followed him, opening her two bright red lips and breathing out continuously. Even though they were so close, she felt like she had run tens of thousands of miles, and she was almost exhausted.
At that time, Shen Nian was just a womanizer in Fu Hanye's eyes.
Later, I found out that she had asthma.
On the first day of their wedding, he did not go back. Instead, he slept in the lounge of the CEO's office and worked hard all night. In the morning, he went back to find the documents he had left behind at home. She was standing at the door wearing home clothes, with long hair. , spread softly, and the clear smile on her face is more colorful than the morning sun.
He couldn't help but look at her one more time, went upstairs to get the documents, and when he came downstairs, Shen Nian came up to him with a flattering face, "Mr. Fu, I made seafood porridge, the old lady...grandma said you have a bad stomach. …”
His parted lips showed a weak smile, with a hint of disdain, "I've eaten."
He wouldn't eat anything she cooked, he wanted her to quit.
They met once and had only been married for a day. She couldn't possibly know his preferences. She knew that he liked seafood porridge. She went to the old lady to get advice.
When he walked to the door, he paused slightly, turned around, his eyes were bright and cold, "Do you know what brand of underwear I like to wear?"
Shen Nian's face turned red, he bit his lower lip lightly and shook his head.
Fu Hanye's eyes became colder again, "You should go ask the old lady to get your menstruation."
He opened the door and left, leaving her with a cold back.
The first time he met her was out of necessity. On that day, while discussing a project with a client, he accidentally inhaled aphrodisiac incense, but he didn't realize that it was already eight o'clock in the evening when he returned to Mansion No. 8.
He pulled on his tie and opened the bathroom. When he wanted to take a cold shower, his red eyes met the steaming banshee. The banshee's body was white and shining, and her hot figure made his throat smoke quickly. The skin that the fiery gaze passed over caused a source of fire.
He felt like his whole body was on fire.
He stumbled forward, grabbed her wrist, clasped her hands above her head, and pressed her against the cold wall. The other hand gently held her chin, raised it slightly, and kissed the trembling girl almost roughly. red lips.
Her struggle seemed to him like a desire to come and a reluctance.
Her crying, in his eyes, was a sign of hard work.
He wanted her very roughly and completely ignored her feelings. A woman who was a pretentious money worshiper was not worthy of his pity.
That night, he demanded and took possession of her by force, again and again.
The bathroom, the sofa, the window sill, there are shadows of their love everywhere.
She couldn't bear it when she first experienced human affairs. In the end, she fainted in his arms.
And when he was about to put her on the bed, the woman unexpectedly muttered, "Song..."
The clear words fell into his ears and made his hands freeze in mid-air.
He frowned.
Marry him, but think about another man.
Is this considered spiritual cheating?
Fu Hanye quickly put on his coat and let Chennian lie on the cold sofa.
He didn't go back for a whole week. However, this week, Shen Nian's irritating body always lingered in his mind. He was like a beast that knows what it tastes, always thinking about that slender body. A wonderful sensory experience for him.
On the eighth day, he couldn't help but go back, but there wasn't a trace of complaint on her face. She stood at the door, smiling to welcome his return. Perhaps there was skin contact, and the woman looked at him with a touch of emotion. Love.
He ate the dinner she cooked for the first time. After taking a bath, he held her and kissed her for a long time.
The woman began to respond awkwardly to him.
After the excitement, he half-leaned on the bed, smoking after smoking, his eyes light, "Have you taken your medicine?"
The woman nodded obediently, "I've eaten."
"Did you eat last time?"
he asked again.
The woman was still extremely well-behaved, with a blush on her face, "I've eaten, don't worry, I won't get pregnant without your permission."
He heard his own sarcastic voice, "Maybe if you have a child, your position as Mrs. Fu will be more secure."
Shen Nian was not stupid and heard the implication. A strange expression finally appeared on her young face, "It is a sin to give birth to a child who is not expected."
"Mr. Fu."
The voice she called him was soft and soft, as if a thread had wrapped around him.
"I am very poor, but I also have backbone. If you get tired of it that day, tell me earlier and I... will never pester you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Anan made a long-distance call. At least they were married. Fu Hanye took her feelings into consideration, took the phone, put on his coat, and went to the terrace to answer the call.
When he came back, there were two wall lamps left in the room. The dim light surrounded her like a small hill. Her body was wrapped in a quilt. Even if it was wrapped in a quilt, he felt that the curves of her body were extremely beautiful.
Involuntarily, he leaned over and lay beside her. When he woke up the next day, he held something like a stove in his arms.
It is a deep sleep.
Thick and long eyelashes cast dark shadows at the corners of his eyes. He noticed that there was a faint cyan color in the corners of his snow-white eyes, which was the result of insomnia.
Couldn't she sleep when he was away?
