President Fu's new wife

Chapter 812 To come to this room, the group must be surnamed Fu (4)
"No, I can watch the football game with you!"

She immediately refused. Although she was flattered, she was deeply afraid that there would be an ambush on all sides.

But he changed the channel to the drama she loved to watch before.

He has read it several times, online.

It's boring, but my heart is ups and downs.

And Xiaoxing has been watching this kind of romantic drama for more than two years, and she can't stand it anymore.

Looking at the same people, the same decorations, and the same language.

Obviously nothing has changed, and she is trying her best to get back the feeling she had before.

But there is no longer the impulsive feeling when I looked at those.

Or is this the legendary one-year-old heart?

Her heart was no longer as leisurely as it was before. She was so leisurely enough that she was so angry about a romantic drama that she couldn't eat for several days, and she was so moved that she cried bitterly and had no image.

After a while, she picked up the remote control next to it and put it on the table of the ball game: "Let's watch this."

So he laughed: "It's really nothing to see."

The two of them just looked at each other, and later he carried her upstairs.

Instead of hugging him horizontally, she grabbed him like an octopus, tightly hooking his neck.

It's just that the way of kissing is a bit crazy.

He carried her back to the room, and then stood at the door without stopping the kiss, but asked her during the spare time: "Which room did you plan to sleep in?"

"Daughter's!"

She told the truth and was bitten hard on the neck.

She closed her eyes tightly in pain, and couldn't help making a sad sound.

"Listen clearly. From tonight onwards, when you return to this room, you are not allowed to refuse me on the grounds of children, remember?"

It's like taming a disobedient little rabbit again.

Xiao Xing frowned innocently, breathless after being kissed by him and threatened by him.

However, she found that she didn't hate hearing these words.

"Then stop looking at me with a cold face."

"Do I have it?"

"Of course, every day!"

"Are you trying to turn against me?"

"So what?"

"Find a fight!"

The two of them won't give in to the other, but it's the woman who suffers in the end. Xiao Xing suddenly thought that she was still hanging on him, and she wanted to jump off but couldn't, so she could only let him eat all the tofu.

"You still know to come back? Zhuo Xing, I really wish I could leave all the bones you gnawed."

He suddenly held her face firmly, not in a hurry to start the vigorous fight with her, but after the quarrel that was about to reach the bottom of his heart, he finally wanted to tell her how he felt in his heart.

His pain and hatred were all because of her self-righteous departure.

Divorce, such an unforgettable word, he said he would not divorce her, but she still forced him to do so.

She got her wish and couldn't wait to leave.

The hard teeth gnawed on her neck for a long time and did not move away.

At first Xiao Xing was still screaming in pain, but gradually, or felt his heartbeat, it became quiet slowly.

Unable to hold back tears, she hugged him more and more tightly: "Fu Zhi, how can you stop hating me?"

He laughed, but he didn't look at her. He lowered his head to look at her clothes, and then made a move: "How? Ask me this question after you try your best to please me."

Later, she lay in his arms and panted hard, but she had no intention of leaving.

He hugged her with one arm, and held a cigarette in the other: "After you left, Xiaorou told me that you told me not to let me smoke again."

Xiaoxing looked up at him out of breath, her bangs were already wet with sweat: "So Xiaorou told you, but you didn't listen?"

"I'm going crazy. If I'm not smoking, do you want me to drive out to be crazy? This is my only way to vent."

His faint voice didn't seem to be indifferent at that moment, but it seemed to be self-mockery.

His hands clasped her shoulders tightly, and Xiao Xing lay on his shoulders again: "I'm sorry!"

Thinking of his sadness, thinking of his sadness, and forbearance, she knew that she was really too much.

But at the beginning, she had no other choice.

He shook his head: "I don't accept this sorry!"

Then he took another strong puff of the cigarette and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray of the bedside table, then put his arms around her shoulders and flipped over.

Xiao Xing just looked at him obsessively, as nervously and obsessively as before.

He lowered his head, looked into her penetrating eyes, gently stroked the skin of her face with his fingertips mixed with the smell of smoke, and looked at her quietly, as if he was admiring a fine porcelain, or examining her face. A treasure that originally belonged to him, but who does it belong to now?

Or does she no longer belong to anyone?

"Why don't you accept it? You still want to hate me for the rest of your life?"

After all, this separation, this divorce was not what she really wanted. She also had her sorrows. In her heart, he would hate her, but not for too long.

"Why not?"

"I said, you have to satisfy me!"

"Fu Zhi—"

"Shh - don't call me!"

Thinking of the time when she called him husband, but now she called Fu Zhi, obviously still the same Zhuo Xing, but it made his heart feel like a cold stick thrust into a warm place for no reason.

"why?""

"Why didn't you let me call you?" Her voice was also very low, as if she was suffering.

The pain can't be uttered, but it exists so clearly in the chest cavity.

"You bark very badly," he said, his voice very shallow.

Her heart hurts.

Later, she thought she probably understood the root cause of his words, but she just wiped away her tears silently.

When He Yue left, he said he hoped they would remarry, but even though he had slept together a few times, he didn't mention it.

She didn't expect him to remarry her immediately.

Just leaning in his arms and unable to fall asleep for a long time, listening to his even breathing, she thought a lot in her heart.

This was the first time that she couldn't sleep when she came back to sleep with him.

It was almost dawn with eyes open.

The sun didn't rise early in the morning, and it's raining outside today.

She got up early, stood at the window on the first floor and watched the drizzle outside. Spring has really come. The rain is not heavy, but it seems to be very stubborn, and it will take a long time.

But such a rare wet weather is actually very good.

(End of this chapter)