101 Marriage Proposals: Hei Di's Sky-high Lover

As soon as she spoke, her lips were blocked by one of his fingers.

Fu Hong looked at her with a smile on the corner of his mouth, her deep eyes clearly reflected her shadow, shining with a charming light.

"Stop talking, are you hungry?"

His hand stroked her delicate cheek: "In just a few days, this face has lost a lot of weight."

Zi Yang's heart trembled, she wasn't sure whether his words were concerned or because of something else, she cautiously said with a little panic, "You don't believe me, do you?"

Her answer was a firm tone. "I believe you."

Zi Yang was not sure, so she plucked up the courage to ask:

"You really believe me?"

"I believe in you. As long as you don't sign any divorce agreement casually in the future, even if you are coerced and lured, you are not allowed to sign. Otherwise, even if I believe in you, I won't let you go lightly."

Fu Hong's words were ruthless, he paused for a moment, and then said: "It's okay in the past, but in the future, even if someone threatens and lures you, you still have to choose me, and you are not allowed to choose other men, otherwise, I will throw you into the primitive world." In the forest, you will never see a man in your life!"

Zi Yang bit her lower lip, feeling slightly relieved in her heart.

"I didn't sign the divorce agreement, it wasn't my signature, it was Dong Zhuo's. I copied his handwriting before, so it's hard for outsiders to distinguish my handwriting from his handwriting." Zi Yang carefully observed his expression .

Sure enough, when someone heard "it is difficult for outsiders to distinguish", they felt that the word "outsider" was particularly harsh.

A certain man had a dark face, full of jealousy, and felt very uncomfortable.

He found that he couldn't erase the things that happened to him; he couldn't avoid what Ziyang had experienced, and all of them were memories shared with another man.

"After the illness is cured, practice calligraphy for me."

Fu Hong's heart was sour, and he suddenly felt deeply that he didn't like vinegar at all, and it didn't taste good.

Zi Yang was taken aback for a moment, and then said puzzledly: "Huh? I can write."

"Practice my handwriting and get rid of your old notes!" His words were firm without room for negotiation, he paused, and glanced at her fiercely: "In case someone pretends to be your notes in the future and signs a divorce with me." Agreement. I will give you a month to copy my handwriting, my words!"

Zi Yang listened and giggled.

However, the smile is not insolent, a very restrained smile.

Then she closed her eyes, "Honghong, I seem to be very hungry..."

Soon, the food was brought in.

Fu Hong transferred in a chef in advance yesterday, and raised her near the hospital, because she had the foresight that she didn't like western food.

He personally held the bowl of rich chicken soup and fed it to her spoonful by spoonful, without any intention of borrowing others' hands.

Zi Yang felt warm in her heart.

I am very grateful for my choice at that time, new life, new relationship, new man...

Zi Yang sniffed, Fu Hong casually grabbed a tissue and handed it to her: "Your resistance is so poor, I will take good care of your body after you go back, otherwise how can you stand it with such a poor body?"

"It's just a cold, and I'm in good health." Zi Yang retorted.

"Not bad?"

Fu Hong thought in his heart, I just kneaded you casually, and I made you faint. With such a poor physique, I dare say it's not bad.With such a physique, how will he have sex with her every night in the future? Even for the sake of his own sexual well-being, he has to take good care of her.