Chapter 266 Shameless Face

Shiyang froze, reacted and wanted to push him away, but he grabbed his hand as soon as it touched his chest.

Shiyang struggled hard, and the harder she struggled, the harder her tears fell. Fu Jingchuan held her tighter, and the kiss on his lips became rougher.

All Shiyang's struggles stopped in his increasingly deeper and heavier kiss, and then turned into a slightly vindictive sucking kiss. His hands unconsciously pulled Fu Jingchuan's shirt, fighting for control with him regardless.

Her retaliation aroused all the beastiality hidden in Fu Jingchuan's body.

When she struggled to stand up and wanted to overpower him, Fu Jingchuan's palms were buried in her hair with his backhand, firmly controlling her. When the movements of his lips pressed deeper, he hugged her and half-twirled her, holding her firmly on the sofa.

The out-of-control entanglement turned into a prairie fire.

The fire spread from the sofa to the bedroom.

Both of them were filled with anger and grievances, and the physical entanglement became the best outlet for their emotions.

Both of them were a bit fierce and ignored, and then slowly calmed down amidst the pressing and lingering contact.

All movements slowly stopped.

Fu Jingchuan was still holding her tightly, her head was buried in his neck, and no one could see her face.

The skin next to each other was sticky with sweat.

After returning to his senses, the embarrassment hit him again.

Shiyang pushed Fu Jingchuan hesitantly, not knowing how to face him.

Fu Jingchuan didn't move, but hugged her tighter.

Shiyang had to lie still on his neck.

After a while, Fu Jingchuan finally let her go.

He got up to get her water and tidy up.

Shiyang hugged the quilt and didn't dare to face him.

"I can do it myself." She whispered, "You can go out first."

Fu Jingchuan glanced at her and nodded gently: "I'll wait for you outside."

He closed the bedroom door and walked out.

The living room was in a mess.

The sofa was also wrinkled.

The clothes of the two people were also scattered on the floor.

Fu Jingchuan called someone to send him a set of clothes.

The clothes arrived quickly.

Fu Jingchuan knocked on the door of the bedroom: "I asked someone to send a set of clothes over."

"Put it at the bathroom door first."

Shiyang's hesitant voice came from the bathroom.

Fu Jingchuan opened the door and put the clothes at the bathroom door.

"I put the clothes here for you."

Fu Jingchuan looked at the closed bathroom door and said.

"Um."

Shiyang responded softly.

Fu Jingchuan didn't stay any longer and walked out of the master bedroom. He glanced at the wrinkled sofa, which still had other marks on it.

He turned his face away slightly. Even though he was used to being cold, a little warmth could not help but rise in his cheeks.

He stepped forward to tidy up the sofa and found a wet wipe to wipe it with.

When Shiyang came out of the bedroom, she looked up and saw Fu Jingchuan who was cleaning the sofa. He immediately became excited and turned his head silently, not having the face to face it.

Fu Jingchuan looked back at her.

Shi Yang felt even more ashamed and panicked. He didn't even dare to look at the sofa, let alone Fu Jingchuan.

Fu Jingchuan smoothed the last wrinkle on the sofa. Seeing that Shiyang was still standing there at a loss, he stood up, poured her a glass of warm water and handed it to her.

"Drink some water."

Shiyang nodded lightly and took it.

The excessive exercise just now made her a little dehydrated, and she drank a glass of water quickly.

Fu Jingchuan took her empty glass.

"Want more?" he asked.

Shi Yang shook his head: "No need."

Fu Jingchuan nodded, put the empty cup away, and looked at her: "Shiyang, let's talk."

The aura around him has calmed down, and there is no trace of the hostility he had in the restaurant earlier.

Shiyang nodded hesitantly and glanced at the sofa. Thinking about the loss of control and mess just now, he didn't have the courage to sit on it.

She sat down at the dining table.

Fu Jingchuan glanced at her and sat down opposite her.

"You chose this place. Don't you think we are negotiating now?" he said.

"That...is better than the sofa."

The muttered words were almost squeezed out from the lips and teeth, not wanting to face this problem.

There was a faint smile in Fu Jingchuan's black eyes.

Shi Yang looked up and saw that he felt a little awkward about being teased.

"Whatever you want to say, just say it."

Even his voice softened unconsciously.