Sick, he's the best

Chapter 116 Fu Shennian, I am the one who gets caught in the rain, and you insist on holding me an umbrella
"Open the door and let me in."

"I'm hot, I'll give you a hug."

"To keep you warm."

However, the people inside remained silent.

Jiang Mingrou sneered in her heart. This man has ulterior motives. She still needs to keep warm in this hot weather, and she probably wants to die from the heat.

And Fu Shennian stared straight at the door, almost poking a hole out of it.

wedding night.

Fu Shennian was probably the first to be thrown out of the room as a husband.

If this gets out.

How is he right?
The man looked down at the only thing he had brought out: the pillow.

He frowned, his face darkened.

This was not the wedding night he had imagined.

Is his new marriage too different from the bridal chamber wedding night on TV?
shame...

It's really embarrassing to go to the old ancestors.

Fu Shennian hugged the pillow and pressed it against the door, with the corners of his lips tightly pursed.

The man's tall body was leaning against the door, his head was raised slightly, his phoenix eyes were dark and deep: "Jiang Mingrou, I know you are not asleep."

"You open the door for me."

Jiang Mingrou was lying on the bed inside, hugging the quilt, her eyes were open, and next to her ears was the voice of a man outside the door.

For a long time, there was still no sound inside.

Fu Shennian stood awkwardly at the door with his pillow in his arms, his thin lips tightly pursed:

"Jiang Mingrou, you don't even know how to care about people."

The man's tone was full of grievances.

Fu Shennian's voice was deep and serious, and his voice resounded through the silent night.

He said, "Jiang Mingrou, I am serious about marrying you."

Jiang Mingrou opened her eyes, looked at the door, and said nothing. Her expression seemed to be a little lost because of the man's words.

Her hands curled up unconsciously.

He was serious about marrying her.

Fu Shennian's eyes were dark, but his eyes were clear. As long as he thought that Jiang Mingrou would marry someone else in the future, he would have the urge to kill.

He couldn't let her marry someone else.

She can't marry anyone but him.

The man's voice continued to ring: "Jiang Mingrou."

"I want to be with you forever, and I won't quarrel with you anymore."

Jiang Mingrou hugged the quilt and looked at the dark and silent night, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her beautiful pupils showed a little confusion.

Fu Shennian wanted to be with her forever.

Fu Shennian: "I apologize to you for what happened today."

"But for stealing your account book and marrying you, I apologize, but I admit my mistake."

"Give me another chance, and I will steal again."

When Jiang Mingrou heard this, he laughed angrily again. She hugged the quilt, rolled herself into a spring roll, covered her ears, and refused to listen to the man's voice.

Fu Shennian is a dog man.

The master said, you can't believe the words of a beautiful man.

Fu Shennian's voice came from outside the door: "I admit that I was wrong, and I am willing to accept your emotional counterattack."

I admit that I was wrong and am open to your emotional blowback.

Instead, I said sorry, what else do you want.

This is what an apology really means.

Fu Shennian leaned against the door, staring at the closed door.

Jiang Mingrou...

If I can't fascinate you, I won't say a word about loving you.

He had to wait until Jiang Mingrou was willing to take the initiative to come to him and give everything to him.

He leaned against the door and told her: "I am not suitable for dating, because I know too much about my virtue."

"I won't touch feelings that are almost meaningless, and I will definitely lose if I talk to you seriously."

For so many years, going back and forth, being able to stay by his side, surrounded by his sight.

Only Jiang Mingrou was alone.

As soon as he met Jiang Mingrou, he had no weakness.

His temperament is not suitable for dating her.

He is suitable to marry her directly.

Fu Shennian: "I can only tie you up."

"Whether you recognize it or not, you are mine."

"Jiang Mingrou."

"You can't go back on your word."

Jiang Mingrou couldn't regret it anymore, even if she wanted to divorce, Fu Shennian would never sign it.

As long as he disagrees, Jiang Mingrou will never be able to live without him.

For the first time in his life, Fu Shennian knew that a position of power is a good thing.

This was Fu Shennian's bargaining chip against Jiang Mingrou.

And Jiang Mingrou.

She was lying on the bed, her mind was blank, all that came to her mind was Fu Shennian's amazing face.

Although she tried her best to ignore his voice, his voice still reached her ears.

Fu Shen is very good-looking when he is older. Since he was a child, he has never lacked the admiration of girls around him, but he has always had a stinky face, cold, and doesn't like to talk to others.

But the Fu Shennian that Jiang Mingrou met looked like another person.

Love to fight her, against her.

He wants to snatch her things from her.

As soon as she met Fu Shennian, Jiang Mingrou would be taken away by him. All her cold appearance immediately turned into a sharp weapon against him, wishing to tear him apart.

kill him.

To outsiders, he always looks gentle and dignified. In the capital, he is a dignitary that everyone compliments.

The man's shoulders are wide, his skeleton is perfect, he is a natural clothes hanger, his well-proportioned muscles are smooth, and his two slender and powerful legs have strong thighs and flexible calves.

Paired with that almost paranoid handsome face, uncanny face, and model-like figure.

He is God's favorite.

And only Jiang Mingrou knew that this was a thug in a suit, a gentle scum.

It has been almost ten years since she met Fu Shennian, right?

There was some confusion in Jiang Mingrou's eyes, and it passed by in a flash. So many years have passed, and the two of them have been fighting for so long.

Jiang Mingrou pulled the quilt to cover herself, not to listen to the voices of men coming from behind her one after another.

She thought she would suffer from insomnia, but she didn't expect that she would fall asleep drowsily while lying on the bed.

vertical day.

When Jiang Mingrou woke up, it was 6:00 in the morning. When her biological clock came, she woke up naturally.

When Jiang Mingrou opened the door, she saw that the man's suit was in a mess, and the neckline was slightly opened, revealing a small piece of his sexy throat and fair chest.

He closed his eyes, leaned against the wall with his pillow in his arms, and guarded Jiang Mingrou all night.

The man's long eyelashes were as long and thick as a crow's feathers, casting a shadow on his face.

Jiang Mingrou stood at the door, holding the doorknob with her hands, and looked at the man in front of her with empty eyes. She was speechless for a moment.

Fu Shennian, I am the one who gets caught in the rain, and you insist on holding an umbrella for me.

Jiang Mingrou pursed her lips, feeling an inexplicable sourness welling up in her heart, and the look in her eyes was complicated and heartbreaking.

She glanced at him, and when she looked back, her eyes were so incomprehensible, there were too many things mixed in.

Jiang Mingrou passed the man, turned and left.

In an instant, the man's dark and deep eyes suddenly opened, and he stared at the direction Jiang Mingrou left with a gloomy and serious gaze.

(End of this chapter)