Chapter 224 Woman Doesn't Want to Just
"Zhang Sao, pack up, let's go to grandpa's house." 。"She'd wanted to come last time, but now that Fu Mo'han wasn't coming, she'd be bored here all alone. It would be better to go find Mr. Fu." 。"Good...She thought Fu Mo Han didn't like to sleep with other people, this period of time was also because of Zhang Sao's reasons, forced her to sleep beside him.
Now, Zhang Sao is leaving. She took the initiative to leave before Fu Mo Han could scold her, showing more self-awareness!
Little did she know, her words once again enraged Fu Mo Han.
Only then did my mood improve a bit, but I sank again because of this phrase said by a woman.
Fu Mo Han's hand tightening around her waist, wanting nothing more than to rub her into his very bones!
As soon as Zhang Sao left, she began to eagerly draw the line, showing how unwilling she was to stay by his side!
He hadn't disliked her yet, but she wanted to leave as soon as possible!
"Well, wanting to sleep in separate rooms," Fu Mochen chuckled softly, his long fingers tracing across Lin Jinran's fair cheek, a touch as cold as feathers, causing Lin Jinran's heart to tighten abruptly.
A gaze as dark and deep as a well, fell upon the woman before him. His fingers trailed across her skin, smooth as a peeled egg, each touch laced with a thrilling, unsettling desire.
But Fu Mo Han's low and pleasant voice said the opposite, "Your body, I haven't had enough sleep."
In just one sentence, Lin Jinran's heart that was beating so vigorously sank to the bottom of the sea, cold as water.
"Don't give me that unwilling expression. Would you like a refresher on what your expression was just now" Fu Mo sarcastically retorted in a cold voice.
"No, don't!" Lin Jinran shook her head like a rattle after hearing Fu Mo Han's words.
"No, you women just don't want to." Fu Mochen raised his eyebrows, a mocking coldness curling at the corners of his thin lips.
Lin Jinran's heart suddenly tightened, biting her lip and shaking her head. Her glazed eyes were unusually flustered, "No... no, I have to work tomorrow."
Fu Mo'han lowered his gaze and stared at Lin Jinyan's fair face, his cold lips slowly opening, a low voice flowing out, "Hmph, so what, what does it have to do with me"
After uttering those words, he lowered his head and kissed Lin Jinyan's sweet lips again, stealing away her beautiful breath.
At this time, Fu Mo寒’s cell phone on the table rang, ringing incessantly.
Fu Mo'han continued to savor Lin Jinran, completely ignoring the ringing of his phone. Soon the ringtone stopped, only to ring again shortly after.
He frowned, his face darkening as he let go of Lin Jinran. Suppressing his anger, he strode towards the desk and picked up his phone. Seeing that it was Lu Liming calling, he was a little surprised.
He had just pressed the answer button when the sound of a door opening came from behind him. He turned around and saw only the closed door, and a disappearing figure.
Her brows furrowed again.
Lin Jinran didn't run back to the bedroom, but ran downstairs. There was Xiaoyu and Tiantian downstairs, she believed Fu Mo Han wouldn't do anything to her.
Before going downstairs, she tidied her slightly disheveled clothes and hair. She then lifted her hand and used her sleeve to vigorously wipe her red lips, before acting naturally as she went down the stairs.
< "Sweetness, " she greeted her as she came down the stairs. >
"You don't have to call me Madam. Zhang Ma is gone." Lin Jinyan kindly reminded Tiantian, so that Fu Mochen wouldn't hear and punish her.
"Madam, I am calling you with no relation to Zhang Ma. You were originally our Madam as well."
Lin Jinran helplessly nodded and sat down to eat.
Halfway through her meal, she saw Fu Mo Han walking down from the upstairs and strode toward the door.
Seeing Fu Mochen leave the Fu residence, Lin Jinran's tightly held heart finally loosened.told the chef to make some porridge, it will be brought over soon for you to eat.""Good." Lin Jinran replied.The night owl thought about the ointment the doctor had said to apply, every three hours. I...