He took her hand and said emotionally: "Help me..."
That night, Mingxi regretted her momentary soft-heartedness.
Not doing it is more tiring than doing it.
Sure enough, a man's mouth is a liar.
...
Because of the fatigue from the previous night, Mingxi didn't wake up until ten o'clock.
Even when Zhou Mu came in, he couldn't wake her up.
Zhou Mu is here to deliver clothes.
The first time I opened the door, I saw Ming Xi sleeping soundly, leaning in Fu Siyan's arms, with her hair slightly spread out and her shoulders exposed. She was a handsome man and a beautiful woman. The picture looked very sexy.
But wasn't Mr. Fu injured?
In this posture, who is serving whom between the two?
But the next second, he received a sharp gaze, quickly lowered his head, carefully put the clothes and breakfast on the cabinet, closed the door and left.
Although it was very light, Mingxi still moved.
Half asleep, she leaned against the warm pillow again.
This subconscious action undoubtedly pleased Fu Siyan.
His thin lips curled into a smile, and he pressed her closer to his arms.
When Mingxi woke up, Fu Siyan was controlling the tablet with one hand and dealing with things.
She found herself resting on his lap. She was stunned for a few seconds, and then moved out.
But he was held by a man's shoulders, unable to move.
He closed the tablet with one hand and put it aside. Then he lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Mingxi was a little embarrassed by such intimacy. She shook her head: "I'm not hungry."
But Fu Siyan whispered in her ear: "I'm hungry."
I don't know if it was her imagination, but I always felt that Fu Siyan's hunger had another meaning.
"I'll buy you something to eat."
She stood up in a panic, only to find that she was wearing a man's shirt and her clothes were thrown to the ground.
Some scenes from last night came into her mind, and her face turned red instantly.
Fu Siyan still had some things to deal with, so he didn't tease her and said, "I asked Zhou Mu to deliver it, and there are clothes."
Mingxi's face felt hot and she went down to put on her clothes.
The two of them finished lunch, and Mingxi returned to consciousness. After realizing it, he asked, "Did you ask Zhou Mu to buy the clothes?"
I also bought her underwear...
Isn't it a bit excessive?
"I asked my aunt to buy it, and Zhou Mu sent it."
After Fu Siyan explained, he added, "I'll buy it for you next time. I've already measured the size."
"..."
Mingxi felt that she couldn't communicate with this person. She was sick and had too much time to do, and her mind was filled with colored paint.
She stood up and wanted to leave, but Fu Siyan grabbed her wrist and fell into his arms with force.
"Are you full?" he asked in a low voice.
The distance was too close, so close that Mingxi found it difficult to breathe.
"Full, full." She stuttered a little.
"I'm not full yet." His voice was lingering.
Mingxi's ears turned red. She didn't think about his underlying intentions and said calmly, "Then eat some fruit."
"Feed me." Fu Siyan requested politely.
"Can't you eat it yourself?"
"I'm hurt." He said matter-of-factly.
Mingxi couldn't help but look at his slender and beautiful fingers. They were so flexible last night...
Forcing her to beg for mercy doesn't look like an injured person at all.
Fu Siyan also caught her gaze and poked her with his finger without any shame.
"You were too tired last night. If you feed me, when you want to, I can still push you to the extreme..."
Ming Xi's ears were so red that they exploded. This person's face must have been cultivated. How could he do it without blushing and his heart skipping a beat?
"Stop talking!" She randomly picked a grape from the fruit plate to cover up her panic.
He had already leaned close to her ear and whispered, "You didn't ask me to stop last night..."
Mingxi's heartbeat gradually became unbalanced, and she tried to restrain herself, reminding him, "Fu Siyan, we are about to leave—"
"Well......"
His lips were captured by him again, and he was pecked twice hard.
"We won't leave," he said.
Ming Xi's eyes widened, thinking she heard wrong.
"What did you say?"
"I'm addicted to you."
The amount of information in just two sentences almost exploded. Mingxi was stunned, unable to react at all.
He said he didn't want a divorce, he said he was addicted...
She felt as if her heart had stopped and something was coming to life.
A shadow fell over his eyes, and the man's handsome face suddenly came closer.
Before Ming Xi could react, his lips were already touching her fingertips, pushing the grape into her mouth.
Ming Xi's heart was beating very fast, and his whole body was shaken by the thumping sound, making him panic and weak.
Fu Siyan's thin lips gently sucked her fingertips, then pulled her hand down, kissed her lips, stirred the grape with his tongue, and sucked the grape juice.
He didn't close his eyes, raised Mingxi's small chin with his fingers, and looked down at himself stirring the grape.
With a pretty face, this will make you extremely horny.
Ming Xi's whole body seemed to be electrified, and the electricity rushed from head to toe. The unbearable taste made her toes curl up.
She felt like she was going to die.
After a grape was completely sucked, he let go of his lips, his face full of satisfaction, and praised, "It's very sweet."
The Mingxi person is still floating in the clouds, and her tongue is so numb that it doesn't even look like her own.
My legs are also so weak that I can hardly stand.
Her hands were shaking from nervousness. She hurriedly lifted the lunch box on the table and whispered, "I'll throw it away."
Fu Siyan frowned, "The nurse will do it."
But Mingxi had already opened the door. She couldn't stay any longer and wanted to go out and take a breath.
After throwing away the trash, she stayed on the balcony for a while to sort out her thoughts.
Fu Siyan said that he had never kissed another woman...
He said he would not divorce her...
Doesn't he love Lin Xuewei very much? What will he do to Lin Xuewei?
After thinking for a while, she began to despise herself again. Wasn't the lesson she had learned before enough?
Men can clearly talk about body and feelings separately, but women always regard intimate contact as a warming agent for feelings...
The addiction he was talking about might be the addiction to her body.
But vaguely, she was looking forward to it...
Can she trust him again for the sake of her baby?
When thinking wildly, Mingxi returned to the ward.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard a woman crying.
Her steps stiffened.
In the ward, Lin Xuewei was throwing herself into Fu Siyan's arms, crying so hard.
Fu Siyan's hand was caressing Lin Xuewei's back, and his emotions seemed to be stirred by Lin Xuewei's crying. He frowned and had a distressed look in his eyes.
"Brother Ayan, does it hurt you... It hurts me so much. Seeing you like this makes me almost hurt... I just hate that I can't be by your side legitimately...
..."
"Xuewei, don't be like this, you can't get excited."
Fu Siyan endured the pain, but he couldn't bear to push her away. The two hugged her tightly.
Ming Xi couldn't tell what the feeling was in her heart. Although she was awake, her throat still felt bitter.
Her wavering is a bit ridiculous!
As long as Lin Xuewei is around, there will always be an insurmountable wall between them.
At this time, Zhou Mu came over and was a little surprised to see Ming Xi standing outside the door. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Ming Xi running away without looking back.
Zhou Mu took one look at the situation in the ward and understood immediately.
He consciously avoided it, but Fu Siyan called him.
After entering, Lin Xuewei had been pushed away by Fu Siyan. He looked unhappy and ordered with a cold face, "Find someone to send Xuewei back."
Lin Xuewei's face suddenly turned pale.
She didn't want to leave, and wanted to hug Fu Siyan, but he stopped him directly, "Lin Xuewei!"
"I say it again, go back!"
"Brother Ayan... I just want to accompany you..."
Lin Xuewei's face was filled with tears of grievance, looking particularly pitiful.
But Fu Siyan didn't have the slightest intention to look at her, and asked Zhou Mu with sharp eyes, "Why are you still standing there?"