The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 605 I Think You Are Cute

I looked at him in the mirror, and he looked at me in the mirror, with that kind of precise, sharp, shy and straightforward gaze.

I couldn't help tensing up, and my heart was beating too fast.

Running an enterprise of the scale of S is a very stressful job, because the amount of the case that needs to be adjudicated by me is at least one million US dollars, which makes me extremely nervous all the time.

So I really want to do something to make myself happy, and as far as I know, apart from drugs and gambling, the only thing that can make me relax quickly is sex.

But in the past few years, apart from Meng Jiancong, I didn't even have a decent man by my side.

Frankly speaking, I don't think much of Meng Jiancong's appearance.Not because he's disabled, but because he looks so abstinent.

But Fanyin is different.

At this moment, I looked at the familiar face in the mirror and felt that my lips were a little dry. I looked into his eyes, and stuck out the tip of my tongue in a mysterious way, and licked my own lips.

I watched his pupils close, leaned over without any struggle, and raised my chin.

My eyes met his, and I began to feel disappointed in my heart: although there was a strong interest, it was as if he was looking at a strange woman who interested him.

I turned my face away and wanted to turn my head away, but his lips were already close.

He tried to forcefully squeeze the tip of his tongue into my mouth, and pinched my jawbone without a teacher when he noticed that I was clenching my teeth.I opened my mouth in pain, while he ripped open my yu robe.

His palms were dry. dry. burning. hot, just like before.

I couldn't help wrapping my arms around his neck.

But he grabbed my arm and pulled it down. Then he pushed my shoulder violently. When I realized it, I was already pressed down on the dressing table by him.

There is a mirror in front of my eyes. While shaking uncontrollably, I look at the scene of Xiangyan inside. From body to mind, I feel relaxed like never before.

There is no window in the powder room, but there is a yu room.

The two of us were lying in the yu tank together, suddenly feeling extremely sleepy, I raised my wrist to look at my watch, and said, "Call me at six o'clock."

His voice came from overhead: "It's 45 now."

I'd say 15 minutes is enough, but already lost consciousness.

It was as if he had just closed his eyes when he heard a voice.Someone is calling me and I don't want to move.There's a pair of hands running up and down my body, and I still don't want to move.The feeling of suffocation came, I opened my eyes, but he had already squeezed.in.

I couldn't help snorting, feeling that the pores all over my body were opened, and I couldn't help squinting my eyes again.

When I woke up completely and looked at my watch again, I found that it was already four o'clock.

I was in a daze for a while, feeling that I had a very important schedule in the afternoon, but my mind was like a mess, and I couldn't remember it.

At this moment, I felt someone pulling my hair. When I turned my head and saw Fanyin, I remembered what happened just now.

Seeing me staring at him, he leaned against the edge of the tank, squinted his eyes lazily, with his arms still on my shoulders, and my hair was wrapped between his fingers, and said: "I called you at six, but you said I refused to wake up, so I had to try my dear, you, and you made me go off in the end."

Forget it, I yawned, crawled out of the fish tank, and wrapped a fish coat around my body.When I opened the door, I found that the dressing room was in a mess, the bottles and cans on the table were overturned, and the carpet was stained with water.

It wasn't until this moment that I fully woke up: the Meng family is still preparing for the wedding, and Meng Jiancong and I haven't broken up yet.My father agreed to the operation because he was afraid that I would get entangled with Fanyin again.

Fortunately, this is my home.

Just as I was thinking, Fanyin also came out.I don't have any clothes for him at home, so he just wrapped his lower body in a yu scarf.

He walked to the center of the room with a relaxed attitude, picked up his own pants from the carpet, put them on, and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

Seeing that he was about to go out, I hurriedly said, "Just smoke here."

He was taken aback and said, "There is no terrace here."

"Going out and being seen by Nian Nian will cause trouble." I said.

He sat down on the sofa as promised, folded his legs, and lit a cigarette.

I picked up the phone and called my assistant, Awen, and asked him about his previous itinerary. He said, "The meeting at six o'clock has been cancelled. At five fifty, Mr. Fan called to inform me."

"Oh."

The assistant also said: "The later ones are all cancelled, Mr. Fan said you are tired today."

I said, "You really listened to him."

"That number belongs to your room." He whispered.

I was speechless.

I've put off everything for the night, and that's okay, I just happen to be in pain all over my body right now.

After hanging up the phone, I saw Fan Yin's eyes full of interest, and couldn't help asking, "What's your expression?"

"Are you afraid that the little princess will call your fiancé?" He leaned on the sofa, squinted his eyes and looked at me with a half-smile, with my favorite teacup in his hand, which was used as an ashtray.

I also sat down, poured myself a glass of water, and said, "Our engagement has not been cancelled."

He raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to tie it?"

I glanced at him and asked with a smile, "What do you mean?"

He was generous, spread his hands and said, "What should I do?"

"You're just using it temporarily, and I can give you money." Seeing him stare, I felt a rush of revenge in my heart: "If you care about dignity, you can also give me money."

His face was almost black: "You really don't pick."

I admired his displeasure, and recalled the scene when he assigned Achang to give me money.Whenever I think of this incident in the past, I feel insulted. Humiliated, but when I think about it now, I think it is still quite interesting.

After all, I was still so young at that time, and I was once "lively and lovely, innocent and kind".

After a while, his expression softened, he pinched his cigarette, and stood up.

Seeing him walking towards me, I couldn't help leaning against the back of the sofa.

He leaned over and lifted my chin.As soon as I dodged, he pinched my jaw.

After all, I have been beaten by him many times, even if I know that he will not be rough on me now, I can't help but instinctively feel anxious, and I can't help opening my eyes.

He smiled: "You are so beautiful."

I said, "I'm old and ugly."

"It's really like that when I wear a suit, like a hag." His fingers rubbed my chin, as if he couldn't see it carefully, he looked at it carefully, and lifted it up: "Why are you nervous? Afraid of me Are you kidding me?"

"Thinking too much." I turned my face and opened his hand.

"Nervous and not embarrassing." As he said, his palm slipped into the hem of my clothes, and he said softly, "It feels so good."

I pulled it out and poked him mercilessly: "I'm sandpaper."

He laughed: "It's good to hold grudges."

I said, "I'm fierce and bad."

He reached out and flicked on my forehead, pressed my cheek while I was frowning, and lifted my chin as if to kiss me.

I couldn't help closing my eyes, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

I felt bad, opened my eyes and saw him close at hand.It was obvious that I looked too stupid, and his eyes were full of pride after a successful prank, and he pursed his mouth, obviously trying to suppress a smile.

When I realized that I was being tricked, I couldn't help being annoyed, and I stretched out my hand and pushed him to sit on the coffee table.

He laughed out loud.

I stood up and couldn't help trembling in embarrassment: "Who allows you to play me like this?"

As soon as his laughter stopped, I turned and walked towards the cloakroom. Before I could close the door, he followed me, squeezed in and asked, "Are you angry again?"

I said, "Get out."

He pinched my shoulders and tried to turn me towards him. I became more irritable and reached out to grab his hand, but he grabbed my wrist instead.He started laughing again and said, "Just now I just thought you were cute and wanted to tease you. Don't be angry, I apologize."

I said, "I'll let you out."

He asked, "Are you crying?"

I said: "Get out!"

"Hey, Miss Capitalist." He shrugged: "When you asked me to help you, you called me dear, now you just want me to go out for teasing."

I'm not in the mood to joke with him.

"I'm still crying." He put his arms around my shoulders again, and seeing that I didn't resist, he leaned over and put his forehead against mine, and asked, "Is it too late for me to kiss now?"

(End of this chapter)