Instead, Fu Shiyan speeded up and vented his anger on horseback unscrupulously, "Don't shout too much."
Jiang Shu's life would be worse than death.
She had no place to grab hold of, so she could only hook her arms around his neck to keep herself from falling, but she didn't want to rely on him, so her movements seemed vague.
Fu Shiyan suddenly stopped suddenly after accelerating. She fell into his arms with a sudden inertia. Her forehead hit her abdominal muscles painfully, and her hands subconsciously hugged him tightly.
"Fuck you!"
Fu Shiyan's voice was low and hoarse, "Change the curse word."
"brute!"
"madman!"
"abnormal!"
Fu Shiyan glanced down at her and chuckled: "Then you still hug me so tightly."
Jiang Shu immediately wanted to let go, but worried about his life safety, he still held on to the corner of his clothes tightly. If he was going to die, he could hold him to death with him.
"Is it exciting?" he suddenly asked, slowing down a little and staring at her with his lower eyes.
Jiang Shu calmed down a little and stubbornly turned his head.
He asked: "Do you dare to do it next time?"
Jiang Shu didn't answer. Seeing that he was about to speed up again, she spoke up, "Fu Shiyan, we are divorced. You can't control what happens to me."
Hearing this, Fu Shiyan laughed sarcastically, "Divorce is nothing. Our relationship can't end unless I say it's over."
This man is simply unreasonable.
Jiang Shu raised his head and stared into his dark eyes, "Then when will you get tired of playing?"
This sentence aroused the anger in Fu Shiyan's heart that had finally subsided. He pinched her waist with more force.
One word: "It depends on my mood."
Jiang Shu's chest heaved, feeling ridiculous, "Do you have to do this?"
"I have to."
Fu Shiyan answered quickly. He stopped his horse, stroked her snow-white cheek with one hand, moved it down little by little, landed on her neck artery, and pressed it.
"If you want to live a stable life, don't make me unhappy."
Jiang Shu finally pushed him away and staggered off his horse. Because he was frightened, his legs and feet went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
Stability? From the moment she married him, she had no way to live a stable life.
"Xiao Shu!"
A voice came. Jiang Shu raised his eyes and saw Lu Xun coming first, with an anxious look on his face. Behind him were Qingying, Wensu and others. They watched for who knows how long, but Zhou Liangqi was no longer there.
"Are you okay?" Lu Xun stepped forward and held her hand, looking up and down.
Jiang Shu shook his head and subconsciously wanted to take back his hand.
"Mr. Fu, you've gone too far. What are you..." Lu Xun asked the man who was dismounting unhurriedly.
Fu Shiyan slowly put away the whip and said, "Miss Jiang doesn't know how to ride a horse. I'll teach her. You don't mind, Mr. Lu."
Lu Xun squeezed Jiang Shu's hand tightly, there was a smile in his eyes, but they were extremely cold.
"I can trust my girlfriend, but I don't know if Miss Wen would mind."
These words led to Wensu. She was still wearing the high-definition clothes she had just worn when watching the show. Now her face was full of grievances and she was staring at Fu Shiyan.
The latter handed the whip to the waiter without taking it seriously, "You are smart and know me."
These words were ambiguous and alienating. They didn’t explain anything, but they seemed to explain everything.
When Jiang Shu saw Wensu swallowing his grievances, he forced a smile and stepped forward, "I know Ayan is enthusiastic."
Lu Xun couldn't help but laugh at these words.
Jiang Shu stepped on him silently.
He clicked his tongue.
At this time, everyone in the lounge also came out, led by Wen Qiushi.