morbidly addicted

Li Jingman didn't think too much, his fingers lightly caressed the keys, his slender eyelashes drooped, and his quiet eyes were like sunspots on a chessboard, elegant and indifferent.

"What do you want to hear?"

"Adeline by the water."

This is the song she played in the restaurant when the two first met, and it was also the beginning of their fate.

Fu Jingxing once played this song to Li Jingman during their relationship, and wanted to try this way to see if it could remind her of their first meeting.

But at that time, her reaction was mediocre, and this became the obsession in his heart alone.

Thinking of Li Jingman at that time, Fu Jingxing couldn't help laughing.

It was the first time she spent the night at Fu's house after the two dated, and he took her back to Fu's house because she had been dating for too long and missed her school's gate control time.

The little fairy couldn't hide anything on her face, and when she found out that Fu Qianyu was not at home, and the two of them had to be alone, she wrote the word embarrassment in her eyes, nervous like a restless rabbit.

He saw her nervousness, partly to induce her to recall the past, partly to appease her emotions, played the song "Adiline by the Water" for her again.

It was only after playing that she realized that she was staring at him with a very seductive expression, and he naturally wanted to kiss her.

Unexpectedly, she reacted quickly and dodged, carefully keeping a distance of almost one meter away from him, blushing slightly, warning him not to play hooligans.

... In the end, he was caught back and pressed on the piano for a happy kiss.

But it was just kissing her and nothing else.

It's not that he didn't want to, but that he knew the timing was wrong.

Speaking of which, at the very beginning, he was still willing to coax her and pamper her.

She was in a relationship for the first time, and so was he.

The two getting along with each other is also a step-by-step process of the concept of love from ignorance to maturity.

During that process, the emotional value she provided him has perfectly met all his expectations for the word "emotion".

As for other physical contact, it's just an occasional embellishment when the atmosphere is there, and it's a matter of course.

She has an absolute bottom line. Before marriage, she insisted not to have cross-border physical contact with him, and he was willing to respect her. He even cherished and valued her more because of her thoughts.

So apart from hugging someone in his arms and kissing him twice when he couldn't restrain his emotions, he never did anything that would offend her.

Including after marrying her back home, if he hadn't become obsessed in the bar that day, he wouldn't have forced her.

Firstly, the relationship between the two of them at that time had come to an end, and she hadn't recovered from the old pain, so there was no need for him to mess with her a second time.

Secondly, he had never touched a woman at that time, and he didn't care much about physical contact. On the wedding night, he could hug her and coax her for a whole night without moving her finger, and there was no need to embarrass her for that kind of thing in the future. she.

But in the end everything got out of control by accident, he hurt her after all, and her attitude was very firm, she was unwilling to forgive.

The subsequent entanglements with her were basically all bad thoughts, and he wanted to let her understand her own situation in that way.

Let her clearly realize that she belongs to him, otherwise he would not emphasize the relationship between husband and wife before touching her again and again.

Gradually, the relationship between the two became worse and worse. She didn't even want to say a word to him. She built an isolated city with indifference and sealed herself in.

He wanted to drag her out, but she refused, he wanted to integrate himself in, but she refused to accept him, so he had no choice but to prove to himself that she still belonged to him by possessing her again and again.

When spiritual communication could not continue, physical communication gave him his last comfort.

……

Li Jingman was a little worried that if he hadn't played the piano for too long, his skills would become obsolete, and he was also worried that she would not remember the piano score, so he checked it with his mobile phone.

As a result, as soon as her fingers landed on the keys, she started beating flexibly as if she had life, as if she had played it thousands of times, and the melody was as soft and smooth as flowing water, slowly escaping from her hands.

After the song was over, she turned her head to look at Fu Jingxing, and caught off guard that he was also looking at her intently, with dark eyes in them.

"It's been too long since I practiced, and I'm a little rusty."

Li Jingman humiliated herself very embarrassedly, and she didn't control the switching frequency between several notes very well.

Although Fu Jingxing didn't know the piano, so she probably couldn't hear it, but she subconsciously explained it.

"This piano will belong to you in the future, just practice more when you have nothing to do."

Fu Jingxing hardly listened to the music, his attention was entirely on Li Jingman.

In a trance, seeing her sitting by the piano, the scenes from the first meeting between the two of them flashed through my mind.

He suddenly sighed, "It would be nice if it was a white dress."

Li Jingman was wearing a dark blue dress today, she didn't understand what Fu Jingxing meant.

"what are you saying?"

It was the first time that Fu Jingxing took the initiative to mention the past between the two of them to her.

"The first time I saw you, you were wearing a white dress and playing this piece."

The man's beautiful face had a soft expression, and he looked at his wife with soft eyes and joked.

"He played the wrong syllable and still looked calm, as if this piece of music should be so calm."

Li Jingman couldn't think of such a thing, but he could hear that Fu Jingxing was exposing her faults.

"Don't you know how to play the piano? Why do you say you can hear my mistakes?"

Fu Jingxing was silent for a moment, then hesitantly said, "Is it possible that I can't play but can listen?"

Li Jingman thought for a while: "And then? You found out that I played the wrong piece, and then what did you do? You wouldn't go over and expose me in public, would you?"

Fu Jingxing laughed dumbfounded, and hooked the bridge of her nose. Li Jingman's body went numb, his hands lost strength, and they fell on the piano, making a "ding" sound from broken syllables.

"It's not to expose you, it's to find that you are beautiful."

Fu Jingxing raised his lips, his peach blossom eyes reflected Li Jingman's figure: "The first time I saw you, I knew that I would definitely marry you home in the future."

Li Jingman was speechless for a moment, turned his eyes away in disgust, and set his eyes on the music score again.

"Just say what you want when you see sex, and don't attribute your own lack of concentration to the music I play."

Fu Jingxing pondered for a moment, walked up to her decisively, and hugged her to the keys amidst the woman's exclamation.

The piano made a series of jingling sounds, but the woman's exclamation and complaints were directly swallowed by the man.

The two kissed together amidst the chaotic music of the piano, Fu Jingxing was very enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that Li Jingman once felt that he wanted to eat her.

At first, she was a little uncomfortable, but slowly, she also gradually sank under his deliberate seduction.

There was a sound of opening the door suddenly, and the two people who were getting better and better didn't notice in the staggered music of the piano.

Fu Jingxing's hand had even reached into Li Jingman's skirt, but a trembling voice suddenly came from the door.

"Brother? Manman? In broad daylight, what are you..."