Who says it’s not something that is shameful? This kind of thing shouldn’t be exposed to others, right?
What's more, this is her real first time, so how can she not be shy.
and……
Rong Shu slightly opened her pajamas, revealing her fair and graceful swan neck.
But at this time, the neck that should have been flawless, like mutton-fat jade, was covered with red spots, which made people think endlessly.
Rong Shu blushed, looked down at the red mark on her collarbone, and glared at the man beside the bed angrily, "Look at you, it's too much. How can I go out to meet people?"
Fu Jingting looked at his masterpiece on her body and curled up his thin lips, "It's still winter, so no one will see it when wearing high-collar clothes, not to mention I'm not the only one who goes too far."
"Huh?" Rong Shu straightened her back and had a bad feeling in her heart.
The next second, she saw Fu Jingting suddenly turned around, his back to her.
"What are you doing?" Rong Shu asked the man in confusion.
The man did not answer, but lowered his head, opened the bag of the nightgown tied around his waist, and half took off the nightgown, revealing his strong back.
It was not like Rong Shu had never seen Fu Jingting's back before. She clearly remembered how many whip marks there were on it caused by the old lady's family tricks.
However, at this moment, in addition to the scars from the whip, there are many new wounds on his back. The marks from the shoulders to the waist are so numb that the scalp is numb. The lighter ones are purple-red.
, no bleeding yet.
What was more serious was that the skin was broken, and there was obviously blood scab on it that had dried and solidified.
Rong Shu was not a fool, so it was impossible not to see where these marks on his back came from.
These small vertical marks were obviously made by fingernails.
Rong Shu quickly lowered her head and looked at her nails. Sure enough, there was still some blood stains in the gaps between her nails.
So it can be seen that the shocking scratches on Fu Jingting's back were all done by her.
No wonder he's not the only one who said it was too much.
He left ambiguous red marks all over her body, but at the same time, she also left marks of passion all over his back.
So they are two and a half.
Looking at the scars on Fu Jingting's back, Rong Shu was embarrassed and speechless.
Fu Jingting turned his head slightly to look at her. Seeing her embarrassed look, he chuckled slightly, shook his shoulders slightly, pulled up his nightgown, put it on again, then turned around and stretched out his hand to her, "Get up."
,not hungry?"
Of course I'm hungry.
After struggling all night last night and sleeping for so long during the day, she was already hungry and had no energy left.
I just couldn't get up. In addition to feeling sore and weak all over my body, I was just too hungry and had no energy.
Thinking about it, Rong Shu took action and put it in Fu Jingting's hand.
After Fu Jingting held her hand, he pulled her up from the bed with a little force.
However, the moment Rong Shu's feet landed on the ground, her legs softened and her body fell forward.
When Fu Jingting saw this, his expression tightened and he immediately pulled her into his arms, preventing her from falling.
But Rong Shu still groaned in discomfort.
Fu Jingting looked down, his face full of nervousness, "What's wrong?"
Rong Shu took a breath and replied with tears in her eyes: "It hurts."
"Where does it hurt?" Fu Jingting looked even more nervous.
Rong Shu's face turned red, she bit her lips tightly and did not answer.
Fu Jingting looked at her expression of shame and anger, and seemed to know where the pain she was referring to was.
The tips of his ears could not help but turn slightly red, and he looked a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly against his lips and said, "Sorry, last night I..."
"Don't say it!" Rong Shu knew what he was going to say, so she immediately covered his mouth and shouted to him in embarrassment.
Fu Jingting nodded and said no more.
Since he finally got her last night, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. When he wanted her, he didn't show any pity for her at all.
At the end, he gave her a bath, and he saw that she was in a state of disarray from him.
So, she must have pain in that place.
It's his fault!
Rong Shu didn't know what Fu Jingting was thinking, so when she saw that he promised not to tell, she blushed and let go of his mouth.
He exhaled slightly, then picked her up by the waist.
Rong Shu was startled, "What are you doing?"
"You're not feeling well and can't walk well, so I'll carry you." Fu Jingting said as he carried her out of the room.
Rong Shu was anxious, "No, please put me down quickly. You don't have your arm anymore."
Hearing his words, Fu Jingting's eyes were both helpless and doting, "Don't worry, my arm is recovering well. I'm measured and everything will be fine."
He said it seriously, and when she saw that he was holding her and there was really no discomfort in her left arm, Rong Shu said nothing and let him carry her out.
Because she really couldn't walk.
Not to mention the lack of strength all over her body, but the friction between her legs was so hot that she didn't want to leave.
"It's all your fault." The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and Rong Shu couldn't help but pat the man on the shoulder.
The man grunted in pain, then smiled, "You blame me, then you punish me?"
"Oh?" Rong Shu's eyes lit up. She thought the proposal was good and she immediately became interested. "Then how do you want me to punish you?"
A glint flashed in Fu Jingting's eyes, "How about punishing me next time so that I can't walk?"
Rong Shu was stunned, "Are you serious?"
"Of course!" Fu Jingting nodded seriously, "This is fair, isn't it?"
"Bah!" Rong Shu blushed and rolled her eyes at the man angrily.
fair?
Fair ass!
If he can't walk next time, she will be the one who suffers in the end.
A woman's physical strength is not as strong as a man's. If he can't walk, she might not even be able to get out of bed.
So what he is talking about is not the so-called punishment at all, but to benefit himself.
Without even thinking about it.
Fu Jingting knew that Rong Shu had reacted and chuckled softly, "You're just kidding, don't be angry."
"If you are joking like this, you will be dragged out and beaten to death." After saying that, Rong Shu patted him on the back again.
Probably because she took a picture of the scratches on his back, Fu Jingting frowned, snorted again, and his handsome face turned a little pale.
Rong Shu was shocked when she saw this, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, just don't be afraid." Fu Jingting said hoarsely.
Rong Shu understood something and snorted, "You deserve it."
Although she said this, she still let go of the hand on his back and wrapped it around his neck instead.
Fu Jingting knew that she still cared about him.
Coming to the living room, Fu Jingting put the woman on the chair next to the dining table.
Rong Shu saw that the food on the table was similar to last night's, so she guessed that it was cooked by him himself.
"Not bad." Rong Shu happily shook her calf.
A man can cook for himself continuously, and his kindness alone makes people feel heart-warming.
Fu Jingting put a spoon in her hand and said, "How about the shrimp porridge I made specially for you?"
"Yeah." Rong Shu smiled and nodded, then scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth.
Fu Jingting looked at her, as if waiting for her comment.
Rong Shu pretended to be sophisticated and replied: "It shouldn't be easy to make a very simple dish taste terrible, right?"
