Evil husband is too dominant

The light of the sun shines into the room through the French window, rising higher and higher. The man's thick black hair is wet with sweat. A drop of sweat falls from his forehead and drops on Sumi's eyelashes.

She closed her eyes and suddenly grasped Fu Yichen's arm, "Fu Yichen!"

Remember what you promised me!

She couldn't say what she wanted to say, so she blacked out, and finally fainted.

Fu Yichen hugged Su Mi tightly because of her sudden cry and because her red lips finally spit out her name.

For a moment, Fu Yichen calmed his shortness of breath and lay aside sweating.

His handsome face was bathed in the golden sunshine at eight or nine o'clock. His cold and fierce eyebrows were relaxed and spread, his thin lips were gently hooked, and the face of the demon was full of satisfaction and laziness.

For a long time, Fu Yichen raised his hand and fiddled with his messy black hair, and turned to look at Su MI.

Her black straight hair was also stained with sweat, a wisp on her white snow cheeks.

Fu Yichen stretched out his hand, bit by bit poked away the messy hair on her face, deceived her and stared at her with complex eyes.

"Su Mi? Su mi..."

Fu Yichen whispered Su Mi's name.

When Su Mi came in just now, he was a little unconscious. In the past five years, he had been tortured by dreams every night. Seeing Su Mi coming in in a white skirt, he regarded her as the woman in his dream.

He didn't wake up until he possessed her.

Later, her shouting, crying and struggling had awakened him. But he still didn't let her go. Her taste was so beautiful that he couldn't control himself.

Looking at Su MI, who was pale and fainting, Fu Yichen flashed some pity in his deep eyes. He leaned over and kissed Su MI on her forehead, picked her up and went to the bathroom.

Fu Yichen put the water and put Su Mi into the warm water.

Fu Yichen only focused on plundering. Su MI was injured. The wound under her body touched the water, and there was a sharp stabbing pain, "um... Pain..."

Her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyelashes trembled and woke up.

The line of sight was slowly clear, and Su Mi saw Fu Yichen close at hand.

Memory playback, her face flashed panic and panic, "ah! Don't come here!"

Like seeing something terrible, she kept shrinking back, but the bath was so big that she couldn't escape.

"You... I just lost control."

Fu Yichen looked at her frightened appearance and pale face, and couldn't help saying softly.

His hoarse voice was the same as when he was just in bed. Su Mi trembled again, "you go out, please go out."

Her body trembled, her words were weeping, and the meaning of rejection was obvious.

Fu Yichen's face flashed a little annoyed, but he soon covered up the past.

He looked at her again and saw that he was here, which obviously could only aggravate her panic. He didn't force her any more. He turned and said, "in the purple glass bottle in the left cabinet is the best relaxing and Calming essential oil. You can drop some into the water."

After he said that, he opened his long legs and soon walked out of the bathroom.

Su Mi hugged her chest and suddenly softened in the bath, with tears dripping down in rows.

Her mind was full of the terrible night five years ago, and the picture forced by Fu Yichen just now, occasionally flashed Zhou Qingyang's gentle smiling face, and the pain in her heart covered up the pain in her body thousands of times.

In exchange for her body, she felt so dirty.

She frantically washed her body with water. Her tears couldn't help falling like broken beads, but no matter how she washed, she couldn't wash away the traces left by Fu Yichen.

Outside the bathroom, before Fu Yichen went far, he heard the repressed cry inside. He stepped down and his face was a little heavy.

This damned woman? If he slept with Fu Yichen, would he be so wronged!?

Fu Yichen was suddenly agitated. He strode to the bed.

Then his eyes were frozen because he saw some scarlet on the snow-white sheet.

Is she... This the first time?

Thinking of the feeling just now, Fu Yichen hooked his lips. It's normal to cry for the first time. I heard it would hurt. Did it hurt to cry?

Fu Yichen's lips turned up and down, and his cold face eased down.

Su Mi's cry in the bathroom seemed less annoying, but it made him feel an inexplicable pity.

He quickly sorted himself out, opened the door and shouted, "Uncle Zhou!"

As soon as his voice fell, Zhou Bo and Song Zhe jumped out of the corner of the corridor on the second floor and suddenly appeared in front of Fu Yichen. Both of them had bright eyes and looked at Fu Yichen with an obscene smile.

"The young master is up? It's almost eleven o'clock. Are Miss Su and the young master hungry?"

"Miss Su has worked hard. Young master, how about Uncle Zhou asking people to bring all the meals?"

Fu Yichen, "..."

His face flashed a little red. Fu Yichen raised his hand, shook his fist, coughed twice on his lips and cleared his throat. He blacked his face and stared at Song Zhe with cold eyes. "What are you doing here? I'll pay you to do nothing. Do you want to have a free meal to see the excitement?"

I dare to watch the boss's excitement. I'm dying!

Song Zhe trembled and said wrongly, "boss, I'm not idle. When the boss is busy, I called one by one and informed Mr. Jin and Mr. Bai, who are dating the boss today, and the director of the planning department. I told them that the boss has 100000 urgent things to deal with today and asked them to make another appointment."

Song Zhe said with a look of asking for merit.

Fu Yichen listened to what he said and thought about what had just happened in the house. He thought this description was quite appropriate.

The boy is sensible, but this is the first time he has delayed his business because of a woman. Fu Yichen is a little uncomfortable, and his expression is even colder, "get out!"

Song Zhe, "..."

He didn't dare to complain, so he turned and ran downstairs.

When Song Zhe left, Fu Yichen looked at Zhou Bo and opened his thin lips, but he couldn't say it.

Zhou Bo said, "young master, what else do you have to say?"

Fu Yichen coughed again and looked aside. "Change the sheets and quilt covers inside, and that... She... She seems to be hurt... Find some medicine."

"Hurt?"

Zhou Bo was surprised. He didn't react for a moment. He repeated a sentence and looked at Fu Yichen in surprise.

Fu Yichen's beautiful face flashed a embarrassed blush when rongdun said, "nonsense! Go quickly!"

As soon as Zhou Bo looked at his look, he reacted and smiled, "young master is really powerful. However, in the future, you should also be considerate of other girls, otherwise they will not want to do it in the future. This kind of thing should come and go. If you scare other girls once, how can it be done?"

Fu Yichen, "..."