Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Shen Muye's voice sounded at this time, "Are you disappointed that you didn't see anyone?"

Jiang Liu took a step back, but the door behind him was already closed.

She knew clearly that he was angry, and not just ordinary.

She stood there without moving, but heard him say: "Liu Liu, I'm not angry, come here."

Jiang Liu stood there, still unwilling to go over.

But he directly lifted the quilt, strode over, grabbed her wrist, and threw her directly onto the bed.

Jiang Liu was hit so hard that his back hurt. He wanted to get up, but was suddenly grabbed by the neck and pressed on the bed.

She looked at the angry man, her whole body was restrained and she couldn't move at all.

"Cough cough cough."

She couldn't help but cough, and saw him leaning down and biting her lip.

Jiang Liu tasted a bit of blood, which made her pupils shrink, and soon she felt pain in her heart.

Because her neck was being strangled, she couldn't struggle at all.

Shen Muye kissed her for a while, then bit her neck, leaving marks along the way.

She didn't know if it was Jiang Liu's imagination, but she felt wet and cold in her neck.

Shen Muye grabbed the tie next to him, tied it roughly on her hands, turned her over, and rushed in.

Raising his hand, he turned off the lights in the room.

Only the one beside the bed remained, and other sounds started to sound in the room.

Jiang Liu was indeed frightened by him. She even felt that her waist was about to be broken by him.

"It hurts, stop!"

He didn't stop, and grabbed her waist harder with both hands.

Jiang Liu's heart was contracting, and his hands were tied behind his back, making him unable to struggle at all.

As if to vent his anger, Shen Muye bit her several times on her shoulders and neck.

She couldn't see his expression clearly, and she felt the urge to resist.

"Didn't Qiao Ting take good care of you? You still have the energy to go crazy."

Shen Muye's movements suddenly stopped, and he quietly buried his face in his neck, silently and fieryly.

Jiang Liu wanted to move, but the cool dampness appeared again, as if there were some water droplets snaking all the way from her neck. She couldn't figure out what it was, or maybe it was because she was so scared that she was hallucinating.

She originally wanted to say something, but finally held back and said nothing, just quietly burying her head in the pillow.

It wasn't until dawn that Shen Muye let go.

His cell phone rang. It was the partners who celebrated his birthday last night and were asking where to send the gifts.

Shen Muye was in such a hurry to leave last night that he didn't have time to send out everyone's gifts. He originally planned to give them out after partying all night.

Shen Muye casually mentioned the address of the company and hung up the phone.

Jiang Liu was still sleeping. She had been tortured so hard that there was no good skin on her body.

Shen Muye sat on the bed beside her. When he finished in the morning, he had already untied the thing from her wrist.

But there was still a circle of red marks on her wrist.

He grabbed her wrist, lowered his head and kissed the red mark.

Jiang Liu happened to wake up, and when he saw this action, his scalp was numb with fright.

"what are you doing?"

Could it be that he was so angry that he lost his mind last night?

Shen Muye said nothing and slowly let go of her hand.

Jiang Liu wanted to get out of bed, but she felt a soreness in her legs and waist, making her a little unsteady.

She frowned and heard him ask, "What do you want for breakfast?"

Jiang Liu thought he would be very angry and even ban her for a short time, but he didn't seem to have any intention of banning her.

She lowered her head, thinking for a long time but still couldn't figure out his brain circuit, so she simply lay down and planned to continue sleeping.

Shen Muye originally wanted to go to the company, but when he saw her lying down again, he took off his coat and returned to the bed.

Jiang Liu felt uncomfortable all over now. When he held his waist again, his tone became much colder, "Are you a beast?"

Shen Muye didn't say anything, he just hugged him tightly.

She suddenly felt upset and wanted to push the person away, but she didn't have the strength.

Shen Muye buried his head on her chest and held her tightly.

As long as Jiang Liu lowered his head, he could see his stiff hair and the short stubble on the back of his head. (End of chapter)