Discipline traitor husband

Chapter 228: Playing Chess (2)
His slender fingers caressed Bu Youran's cheeks, because there was a layer of human skin mask, so he couldn't feel the coldness of his fingers, he smiled charmingly, "Youran cares about a lot of people."

"Not much, as long as Fushan is well."

He raised his eyebrows, "So, it doesn't matter if that Liu Ming just now is dead or alive?"

"What do you want?" Bu Youran asked anxiously when he heard this, and wanted to get up, but was restrained by him, unable to move a single bit.

"I didn't want to do anything at first, but I just couldn't bear his nervousness towards you. Now as soon as I think about it, I want to cut off the arm that touched you, and cut off your head that touched him." His tone was flat , the bloodthirsty eyes once again made Bu Youran's hairs stand on end.

She frowned, and looked at the face that was so close to her. Over the past 11 years, the years had also left traces on his face, and the fine lines at the corners of the eyes were faintly present, but it made this handsome face even more thrillingly beautiful. But why did my inner heart change so much?What about that indifferent boy?

The carriage has already been covered with gold silk cushions according to the seasons. Chu Jinyu sat up and leaned on the cushions, one hand tightly wrapped around Bu Youran's waist, and the other hand pinched her chin with slender fingers, and her cheeks almost pressed against her. Looking at Bu Youran's face, breathing deeply, as if absorbing the fragrance of her body, "You must be good, otherwise, I don't know what else I will do."

Bu Youran replied calmly, "He is only eighteen this year, I think he is just a child."

Chu Jinyu seemed to have heard a big joke, his fingers slid towards Bu Youran's neck little by little, and his tone was lazy, "11 years ago, I was fifteen, and you were 27 at that time, I don't know how you are now? How big is it?"

Bu Youran blushed, "I...Of course I'm 38."

He raised his eyebrows, "It's okay, if you refuse to tell the truth, I have a good idea."

"What, what way?"

"Keep you by my side, watch you every day, see if your face will change, one year, two years, three years, five years, ten years, 20 years, until the moment of death..."

Bu Youran listened to his words, as if she saw a scene in a TV drama where the male protagonist confessed to the female protagonist, her mood fluctuated accordingly.

Her eyes were moist, "Chu Jinyu..."

"Yeah." He fixed his eyes on her tightly and replied casually.

"I ask you one thing."

"Ah."

"Don't fall in love with me again, okay?"

"..."

"I really……"

Before Bu Youran could finish speaking, Chu Jinyu lowered his head, covered Bu Youran's mouth with his lips, biting and swallowing violently, as if he wanted to swallow it all...

"grown ups!"

The servants outside the car door have been waiting outside the car for a long time.

After Bu Youran heard it, she immediately pushed away Chu Jinyu who was on her body, and sat up in a panic. Suddenly, a gust of cool wind hit her, only to realize that her clothes had already faded to her waist, and her upper body was almost exposed.

She turned her head to look at the instigator bitterly, only to find that he was half lying in the car lazily, with a playful smile on his lips.

After Bu Youran cleaned up quickly, she asked Chu Jinyu, "Where is Fu Shan?"

"He was probably playing chess with someone in my house," he replied.

After hearing this, Bu Youran hurriedly got out of the carriage, and followed the maid waiting at the door to Chu Jinyu's room.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, there was a conversation between men and women.

"It's not counting, let's do it again." Seeing that his chess pieces were eaten one by one, Fu Shan couldn't help but say to the maid on the opposite side.

(End of this chapter)