Sick, he's the best

Chapter 90 His daughter-in-law is merciful

Fu Shennian only felt that when the woman raised her eyes and glanced at him angrily, it was also glazed and sparkling.

Jiang Mingrou supported his hard chest with both hands, she felt a little out of breath, she looked at him, gritted her teeth and said, "Fu Shennian, don't force me."

"I don't want to have anything to do with you. I can compensate you for anything you want, except myself."

The man was silent, he looked up at her: "What if I insist on you?"

Jiang Mingrou smiled darkly. The temperature in her eyes was very cold. She gave up resistance and leaned her back against the wall, but what she leaned on was a pair of warm hands.

Her entire spine stiffened.

He protects her, afraid that she will get cold and cold.

What Jiang Mingrou feared the most in her life was this, a sudden goodwill, a strong and fiery pursuit, and finally turned into a ball of cold paste, which lingered a bit rancid after overnight.

Finally changed the quality.

Endless quarrels, chicken feathers all over the place.

She can't afford these things, and she won't want them.

She clearly knows her character, she is irritable, gloomy, loses her temper for no reason, has the urge to kill at any time, gets angry, has an unpredictable personality, and is also very heartless and cold-blooded.

She is a cold snake, she is a cold-blooded animal.

Violence is engraved in her bones.

She can't be gentle.

The last liking will turn into loathing.

Just like what He Jing said, she is nothing more than a different kind and does not belong to this world.

She is not the kind of person to like by nature, everyone is afraid of her, but everyone wants to flatter her.

She is a perfect investor and collaborator, but she will never be a qualified wife.

She hated He Jing, Jiang Yi, and physically vomited, but in the end, she became the kind of person she hated the most.

It's disgusting enough.

If it wasn't for her grandpa's liking, she would never have a child in her life.

A person like her is simply not worthy of nurturing a newborn.

When she was born, she would not let her be raised by her side. If the old man likes it, she will please him and be happy.

See, that's just who she is.

Someone like her actually likes it.

Ah.

One more thing that makes people laugh, let that woman know, it is estimated that she will look at her with that kind of eyes again.

Indifference, indifferent sarcasm, dismissive, contemptuous, disgusting.

Jiang Mingrou took a deep breath: "You let me down."

"Whenever you decide what you want, I'll give it to you."

She struggled to get off him, but she was more and more imprisoned by the man. Immediately afterwards, kisses fell on the corners of her lips in pieces.

The man took in all the emotions in her eyes, some of them were just distressed, and there were circles of pain in his chest.

Jiang Mingrou has a hard shell that pretends to be. She erected a high iron wall to prevent anyone from getting close, but no one knows.

Her heart was actually soft, so soft that it was a mess.

Jiang Mingrou trembled all over and reached out to hammer his shoulder.

The dim light hit the man's face, making him even more crazy, paranoid, bloodthirsty and cruel.

What is hidden in those dark and prey eyes——desire—is like a chestnut fire, growing wildly.

The man pressed the woman against the wall, his tall body completely enveloped her, and locked her tightly in his arms.

Fu Shennian's thin lips kissed hers, and he kissed her unquestionably.

The woman was wearing a red skirt that was pulled to the sides. She had long legs that were as white as jade, lustful and pure, without any blemishes, and her skin was as white and tender as porcelain.

She is as beautiful as a fairy in an ancient painting, who can suck human blood.

"Jiang Mingrou, we are the same kind of people." It took a long time for the man to let go of her bright red lips, and leaned against her forehead panting.

He said they were one type of people.

He obviously didn't say anything, but he seemed to say everything.

Jiang Mingrou understood.

Her lips were bright red, her kissed eyes sparkled with water, and her eyes gradually became cold: "Who is with you two?"

But there is no viciousness at all.

The milk is fierce and the milk is fierce.

The corners of Fu Shennian's lips curled slightly, looking angry, but inexplicably found it cute.

"Only we are the most suitable couple in the world."

"You and I are a perfect fit."

He leaned over and bit her delicate earlobe, his voice was hoarse and sexy: "Just—*even*—on *—bed*."

Jiang Mingrou raised her hand and slapped him!

Fu Shennian blushed from the slap, but he smiled. He raised his hand to touch his slapped cheek, and looked at her with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

"Reluctant?"

"Do you want to slap me again?" He touched her hand and pressed it against his cheek. The woman's slender and soft hand was soft and tender.

A very small one.

His palm completely wrapped her delicate hand.

Jiang Mingrou's hands are strong, he has experienced it before, a slap can directly knock out a grown man.

His daughter-in-law has shown mercy.

He is happy.

The smile on the man's face couldn't be stopped, there was a hint of spring between his brows and eyes, the smile was full and bright.

This is a good thing.

It shows that she has softened her heart.

Still works.

He happily held her cheek and kissed her rudely, and when Jiang Mingrou was about to slap him again, he quickly hugged her in his arms.

It's like protecting a baby.

"Daughter-in-law, you can always trust me." He hugged Jiang Mingrou, happier than anything else.

With a smile on his face, the man reached out and touched her face: "Don't think of me as Jiang Yi and He Jing."

"I am fundamentally different from them."

"You too."

"We are one."

"In the future, our children will only follow us."

Jiang Mingrou's butterfly-like eyelashes trembled violently, her heart contracted suddenly, and her fingertips were slightly cold.

Jiang Mingrou became angry: "Fu Shennian, don't speculate about my consciousness!"

No one would like this kind of easy to see through.

"Yeah, I listen to my wife."

Jiang Mingrou took a deep breath and looked at him coldly: "If you keep screaming, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

"Well, I see, wife."

"Fu Shennian!!"

"exist."

The man looked at her angry, thin red cheeks, and decided to let her go. If he wanted to die of anger, he should be a widow for the rest of his life.

"Okay, I'm not mad at you anymore."

He carried her down from the wall, the legs clamped around his waist were really white and delicate, he reached out and touched her, it was very slippery.

Jiang Mingrou's face was so gloomy that she could already drip thick ink. The blade shot directly at Fu Shennian, but the man easily dodged it.

"How can you be so shameless?"

Jiang Mingrou retracted her long legs, and raised her skirt to directly block the man's sight.

Fu Shennian smiled.

He can play with these jade legs for a year.

He stepped forward, pushed her against the corner, and reached out to remove the blade hidden on her body.

"Don't take it with you in the future."

Jiang Mingrou stretched out his hand to grab it, but his strong body directly pressed against the wall.

"I really want to take it, I will give it to you later."

This sharp and cold blade was glowing coldly in his hand.

(End of this chapter)