Adorable Wife Sweet As Sugar: Volume 4

By Bei Bei

After being with Qin Tian for two years, I thought our marriage was admirable, but I didn't expect him to only use my account to rise to the top.

When a blissful marriage is torn apart, its contents have long since rotted away.

I thought I loved him, but when I met that man, everything was different.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Oct 24, 2020
• ISBN: 9781636897059

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CHAPTER 301 - WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

I felt that there was always someone following me. So it wasn't my imagination, but I just couldn't see my face clearly.

By the time I reacted and raised my eyes, Song Muhan was already walking in front of me.

Cold air exuded from all over my body, causing me to unconsciously wrap my clothes tightly around myself. My voice was still trembling. What do you want to do?

I unconsciously retreated step by step, and he didn't say anything either. His expression was extremely cold, and I really wanted to freeze to death. Just what happened to him? And why was he here?

However, I was so scared by his sharp eyes that my head froze and my mouth started to hurt. You, what are you trying to do?

I couldn't wait for him to reach me. I was about to turn and run.

He took a big step and grabbed my wrist. He wanted to squeeze my wrist off.

I started to struggle and loudly shouted, What are you doing?! Let me go quickly!

But he grabbed my shoulders with both hands and forced me to turn around and look at him. The look in his eyes made me want to run away, so I mustered my courage and glared at him. Otherwise, if not, I'll shout 'molester'! "

But he just stared at me like he didn't hear me, and bent down to hurry, and I raised my hand to push him away, but his chest really wasn't made of anything, it wasn't like meat, it was like iron, and it hurt my hand.

Not … When I shouted the first word out loud, he lowered his head and kissed me on the lips as fiercely as if he were biting me.

This is a kiss, this is clearly a bite to eat. It makes my teeth ache. He is like a cow in heat. No matter how I hit him, he is as steady as Mt. Tai, not moving an inch.

At the entrance of the district, people coming and going would all watch. If Aunt Liu saw it, I think it wouldn't even take a day for the whole neighborhood to know. When that time comes, I'll be too shameless!

I opened my mouth and bit down fiercely. Song Muhan immediately let out a painful cry, Hiss!

Even though I could taste the rust in my mouth, he did not let go of me, but took a bite out of my mouth.

God, it hurts, he can't stand it. I can feel blood coming out of my mouth, and his mouth is full of it, but he's not letting go of me.

I resigned myself to my fate and stopped resisting. In any case, resistance was useless. Just when I thought that I would suffocate from kissing him, he finally released me.

I hastily stooped down and took in a few deep breaths. When I raised my head again, Song Muhan lifted his hand to wipe the blood at the corner of his mouth. When combined with his pair of deep eyes, it was as though he wanted to suck me in.

While I was still in a daze, Song Muhan lifted me up and lifted me onto his shoulder. That's right, it was carrying me.

Furthermore, he purposely weighed me in his hand, making me feel uncomfortable. I raised my hand and fiercely patted him on the shoulder. Quickly, let me down. Quickly …

However, he didn't let go. Just as I was about to say something else to threaten him, he smacks my butt. 'Pa!' That sound is really shameful. I can already imagine how red my face is right now!

He growled, Stop moving, or I'll kill you now.

That slightly hoarse voice immediately silenced me. With his fearsome appearance, I was really afraid that he would do something out of line.

Song quickly opened the car door and threw me in the back, then quickly opened the door.

When I sat up and was about to open the door, Song Muhan snorted lightly, Don't waste your energy. You won't be able to open it.

I couldn't help but yell, Where are you bringing me?

However, he only turned around and glanced at me before softly spitting out a few words, Be quiet, or else …

Song Muhan did not finish his words, but a smile appeared on his face, which explained everything.

That expression would only have that kind of expression when Song Muhan wanted me, but that smile of his, if placed on any man, would make them feel vulgar.

But his smile didn't make me feel disgusted at all. Instead, it was a bit sexy.

This is not the time to think about it. He must have known I was back.

And he must be angry that I didn't go to him for the first time. What should I do? How am I going to escape later?

Fu Chen quickly lost consciousness. Ye Wen Jing looked at the man lying on the stage, and a trace of a helpless smile appeared on her face.

She clearly couldn't drink it, so why did she drink it? She clearly knew that she wouldn't like him, so why couldn't he just let it go?

Thinking up to here, Ye Wenjing couldn't help but sneer at him. He even said Fu Chen was the same to her.

Thinking about how she intentionally pulled her male colleague in front of Fu Chen to pretend to be his boyfriend, as though this would make Fu Chen care for her a little, but it was completely useless.

Ye Wenjing raised her head to drink the remaining half cup of wine. Then, she patted Fu Chen's face and asked, Hey, where do you live?

However, Fu Chen did not react at all. He still looked as if he was sleeping soundly. He was the person who could best reflect a person's personality when drunk.

It seemed like Fu Chen's character was truly very good. It also fit well with his temperament. He remained silent and slept quietly.

Ye Wenjing saw that Fu Chen didn't say anything, so she helplessly supported him and stopped a taxi.

Soon, Song Muhan drove me to a villa. There was not a single ray of light inside, and it also looked very strange.

It seems to be another villa of Song Muhan's. The outside environment was very barren, without a trace of life. The inside was also quite gloomy, so I was a little scared that I didn't dare to get out of the car.

Song Muhan glanced at me sideways and sneered, Why do you dare to make a ruckus at a wedding? Why are you afraid of this?

I looked up at him suddenly. Had he already known? That's right, with his abilities and what happened at his wedding, how could he not know?

As I thought about this, I couldn't help but think of another person. Didn't he have a woman with him that day?

Furthermore, he looks very similar to me. Even though I was shocked when I saw him, he was still able to distinguish him clearly.

I couldn't help but ask, Where is that woman?

When he heard this, the contemptuous smile on his face disappeared, and his expression became one of indifference, as if he was about to freeze to death. What happened to him?

Am I wrong? But I'm just asking.

At that moment, he suddenly grabbed my hand and walked into the room.

CHAPTER 302 - FALL

As soon as he entered, he looked up and switched on the light.

However, Song Muhan's expression still frightened me. Just as I was about to break free, he slammed the door shut.

I wanted to resist, but he was too strong and I was no match for him. He pressed me against the door, holding on to it with one hand as he looked at me indifferently.

I was so scared that my voice was trembling. What are you doing? As I spoke, I shoved him.

He sneered and said in a disdainful tone, Don't waste your energy. Then he took my wrist and held it up, pressing it against the door.

Then a hand grabbed my chin and lifted it, forcing me to look up at him.

I pinched my chin so hard that it hurt. I frowned and raised my head to wait for him. I shouted angrily, Let go of me!

Song Muhan lowered his head and scanned his lips, opening and closing. He didn't care what she said. It was just that those lips seemed to be trying to seduce him.

He felt his throat tighten, and when he saw her stubborn appearance, he couldn't help it.

Seeing him lower his head, I wanted to turn around, but I couldn't move at all. All I could do was close my eyes and not look at him.

His kiss was suffocating, as if he was trying to suck the air out of my mouth, but when I thought back to what had just happened, my mouth still hurt.

I didn't dare to move, afraid that he would bite me without regard for my life. I could only bear it silently.

But as I kissed him, I felt his hand slowly lift my skirt. My heart sank, and I opened my eyes to try to break free, but I couldn't move at all.

His hand slowly stroked my leg. Everywhere his hand went, I felt numb and couldn't muster up any strength.

Slowly, I began to feel strange, as if I needed more things to fill up.

Soon, they arrived at a hotel. With the help of the driver, she finally managed to get Fu Chen off the hotel. She tilted her head and took a glance at him. His profile was really pretty.

Alas, what was she thinking? It was simply impossible between them.

Ye Wenjing allowed Fu Chen to rest on her shoulders. Once she walked into the hotel, the gazes of everyone who passed by would fall upon her. Wen Jing couldn't help but quickly lower her head.

She quickly handed the money over to Fu Chen. She took a glance at the house number. Yes, it was here.

She was finally able to catch her breath. She had been exercising for the past year and looked rather thin. She didn't expect it to be this heavy. She really didn't expect it to be this thin, but was it possible to take off her clothes?

Thinking up to here, the corner of Ye Wenjing's mouth unconsciously curled up. But not even a second had passed, and she was silently cursing herself in her heart. This is really enough, she can still think up to here at this time.

Wen Jing dragged Fu Chen into the room and towards the bed. However, just as they were about to arrive, she secretly rejoiced in her heart. However, just as she was feeling happy, Fu Chen's foot suddenly nudged her.

Both she and Fu Chen fell onto the bed together. Ya! Ye Wenjing cried out in alarm. She opened her eyes and looked at Fu Chen, who was standing very close to her. Ye Wenjing thought of quickly getting up.

However, when she fell, Fu Chen had held onto her clothes. With a push of his hand, she fell down again, unable to get up.

Since she was unable to get up after two or three tries, Wen Jing simply laid on Fu Chen's body. She lowered her head to check if there was anything wrong with it. When she saw that her clothes had been pressed down to the back …

Wen Jing raised her hand and tried to pull it out, but Fu Chen was too heavy and couldn't do anything about it. Just as Wen Jing was about to pull the hem of her clothes out of his body …

Fu Chen somersaulted, half hugging Wen Jing. This action caused Wen Jing's brain to go blank. This time, they were really only a centimeter or two away from his face. She could feel her heart speeding up.

She was about to jump out. She had previously been completely useless towards her own mental fortitude. The powerful person who had been standing up instantly collapsed as well. Now, all she could see was the man in front of her.

However, a very small voice was speaking in her heart, telling her not to go near him. She had worked hard for so long to forget about him, so how could she just collapse like that?

The man in front of her was like a poppy that could not be approached. Thinking up to here, Wen Jing could not help but pat her forehead. Just what was she thinking!?

Ye Wen Jing carefully took out the clothes from under Fu Chen's body. Wen Jing knitted her brows and tidied up the clothes, intending to leave just like that.

However, when she raised her head and saw that Fu Chen was lying on the side and still wearing his clothes, she could not help but feel her heart soften.

But reason told her she shouldn't, and it was good enough for her to send him to the hotel.

In the end, her emotions overcame her rationality. Ye Wenjing stepped forward to help Fu Chen take off his shoes. Then, she started to step forward to take off Fu Chen's clothes.

After that, she arranged a comfortable manner for him. Wen Jing squatted beside him, looking at his long eyelashes. She really did look like the essence of his eyelashes, making people envious.

His tall and straight nose made others reach out to feel if it was a fake. They couldn't help but look down and their thin lips made them want to lean forward to check it out.

Stop, stop. Since when was she such a rotten girl? She couldn't be like this. She had to leave this place as soon as possible, or else she might do something.

Song Muhan lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms. His charming eyes were like silk, like a powerless doll. He could not help but curse in his heart. He could not stand to be flirted with, and always pretended to be cold.

Song Muhan carried me to a room. I really didn't have any strength left, even if I had the strength to resist, I would still be the weaker party. Since that was the case, why didn't I enjoy it?

Life is like rape. Since you can't fight back, you might as well enjoy it.

Fu Chen opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar surroundings. Where was this place? How did he get here?

Ah! Fu Chen held his head in pain.

After recovering from his shock, Fu Chen immediately checked his phone and wallet, but didn't lose them. Only then did he relax.

However, the smell on his body was unpleasant enough to make Fu Chen, who was slightly obsessed with cleanliness, frown slightly.

As Fu Chen sprinkled the hot water on his body, it flowed down along the lines of his muscles. He was even reluctant to let the water flow too quickly.

He closed his eyes and thought about what had happened yesterday. He had gone to a bar yesterday and used the wine to ease his worries.

Then, he met Ye Wenjing and started drinking. As he drank, he became stunned.

But was that all? He felt as if he had forgotten something particularly important, but no matter how hard he thought about it, he could not remember it.

Opening my eyes, the glaring sunlight makes me want to close my eyes, but my whole body feels as if it has been run over by a car.

The Song Muhan of yesterday shouldn't have gone mad, right? Or rather, he should have gone mad!

What a bastard!

CHAPTER 303 - WAIT FOR ME TO COME BACK!

I struggled to sit up. I glanced at the counter beside me. There was a note on it. There was a line of words written on it: The doors and windows are locked. Wait for me to come back!

When I saw this line of words, I couldn't help but feel infuriated. What is he doing? He even locked the doors and windows shut down? He is imprisoning us illegally!

I quickly got up from the bed. Even though I was in so much pain that I wanted to curse, I ran to the nearest window. I wanted to open it, but I couldn't.

I put on my clothes and hurried to see if I could open the door, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't.

I anxiously tried a few more times, but in the end, I could only sit on the bed in disappointment. It seemed that he had really locked me in.

Ah, that's not right. I could call 110 and maybe get someone to save me, I thought, and turned my head to look for my cell phone.

But I went through my clothes and quilt and all that. I couldn't find my phone, even under the bed, but I didn't find it.

I couldn't resist slapping the mattress. He must have gone crazy, even locking me up here. Did he think that he lived in ancient times and could still imprison me in private or something?

Hmph, I can't give in just like that. I don't believe that I can't open the French windows.

I searched through the entire cabinet but couldn't find anything hard. I had no choice but to move the cabinet to slam against the window.

Song Muhan looked at the phone in his hand with a slight frown. Her phone number was still the same, it was her birthday. However, when he looked at the call log, he couldn't help but to smile.

No wonder she didn't come looking for him. There had always been someone here, how could she possibly need him!

Thinking about this, Song Muhan's heart was filled with even more anger. Obviously, he chose to marry Wang Shuimian for her sake. Fine, he was even tricked, she didn't even know what he had done.

This made him very angry, but he didn't need to use the phone in his hand anymore.

Song Muhan raised his hand and looked at the trash can in front of him. He threw a good ball into it. Song Muhan could not help but feel proud of the small ball he aimed at.

Ye Zichen looked at the watch in his hand. It was already past 11, so it was about time for the woman to get up.

Song Muhan put down the pen in his hand, stood up, picked up the suit hanging on the chair and left.

I was using the stupidest method to hit the French windows, but the material was too good for me to break it. I had to use a lot of strength to break it.

But then there was a noise outside, and I stopped what I was doing and edged closer to the door. There was a sound of footsteps on the other side of the door.

This voice gave me a fright. Song Muhan came back so early? I frantically turned my head to take a look. The things on the floor were all messed up. I lowered my head to look and saw that my clothes weren't ready yet.

I pushed the cupboard against the door, and a moment later someone seemed to be opening it with a key.

I picked up my clothes from the floor and hurried to the back of the door. As I put on my clothes, I pressed them against the door.

When Song Muhan heard the sound of movement, he frowned slightly and hastened the opening of the door.

Kela.

The door opened, but how could he push it so easily? He pushed harder.

My heartbeat quickened as I felt Song Muhan push the door open. I had just put on my underwear, but it had only been pulled up by one sleeve.

I couldn't help but shout in panic, Wait! Wait!

When the people outside heard this sound, they became even more anxious. What exactly happened inside? Song Muhan ferociously pushed the door open.

Being pushed like that, I stumbled forward and almost fell down. When I turned my head, I saw Song Muhan in a suit and leather shoes looking at me with a frown. Suddenly, I could feel that my face must be extremely red right now.

Song Muhan looked at the woman in front of him. She was wearing undergarments, and her skirt was still at her calves. The clothes she was wearing only fit into one of her arms, revealing the softness of her chest.

Seeing this, Song Muhan could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. Recalling the softness of his hands yesterday, the feeling of having one's hands in his own was truly marvelous.

I followed Song Muhan's line of sight and looked down at my chest. I hastily covered it before shouting angrily at Song Muhan, You hoodlum!

After saying that, I took my clothes and rushed into the bathroom. I locked the door behind me. What a bastard! He had already said not to come in, but he still insisted on coming in.

Song Muhan raised a hand to rub his eyes, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously lifted upwards. When he saw what had happened, he felt that it wasn't bad.

But when he observed the room again, he could still see how crazy they were yesterday. Thinking back to yesterday, Song Muhan really wanted to do it again.

When he saw the French windows, his sharp eyes noticed the marks of being smashed. Song Muhan walked closer to take a look, and his frown deepened.

He couldn't help but feel a lingering fear in his heart. She was too lawless, she actually wanted to smash the glass. What would he do if he hurt her? It seemed like he would have to keep her by his side to be at ease.

I put on my clothes and scolded Song Muhan in my heart. I looked at myself in the mirror.

There's a kiss mark on my neck. I really want to beat Song Muhan to death. Furthermore, my face is so red that I can turn red like a red light. At that time, there definitely won't be a car that would dare to enter.

Turning on the tap, I splashed the water on my face to cool it down. Only then did I feel that it was about right.

After packing up, I went to the door and listened for any activity outside, but there was nothing outside. I pursed my lips, wondering if Song Muhan was not here.

I slowly opened the door and looked outside into the empty room. Song Muhan really wasn't there. I looked again and saw that it was too messy. I really couldn't see anything when I looked at the kennel-like bed.

When I went downstairs, I still didn't see Song Muhan. I didn't know where he came from, but I could smell an aroma.

Song Muhan was cooking. I couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded. He was wearing a blue shirt with only half of it sticking out. The shirt was pressed under his pants, revealing his slim waist. It made one want to step forward and touch him.

Furthermore, her waist was so small that even a woman like her couldn't help but be envious of the beautiful scene in front of her.

While he was engrossed in the story, Song Muhan's slightly hoarse voice suddenly rang out, Wipe your saliva quickly, it's all on the floor.

As I thought of this, I hastily lifted my hand to touch the corner of my mouth. However, I didn't do so at all.

I looked up at Song Muhan in indignation. He had already placed the prepared pasta onto his plate.

Carrying it, he walked towards me. My anger was instantly extinguished by the fragrance. At this moment, my stomach started to growl, Gu gu gu!

The sound was so loud that I was too embarrassed to look up.

CHAPTER 304 - THIS IS TOO HATEFUL

However, thinking back on what he had done just now, if he were to yield now, wouldn't that be too disgraceful?

Thinking of this, I swallowed my saliva. I pursed my lips but didn't say anything. I can't say that I want to eat. That would be too embarrassing.

When Song Muhan heard the woman's stomach, he couldn't help but curl his lips, but soon recovered his coldness. It was like a fleeting flower had bloomed; he purposely didn't say anything, waiting for her to beg him.

Moreover, when he saw that the glass in the room was almost broken, he felt a pinch in his heart. If the glass really shattered and everywhere was shattered, what would she do if she was hurt?

Song Muhan sat on his seat and was about to start eating, but he paused for a moment and glanced at the woman standing there like a fool. That stubborn look of hers really made him feel helpless.

Originally, he thought she would speak, but from the looks of it, even if she was hungry, she would not lower her head to him. Realizing this was the reality, Song Muhan lightly coughed twice.

At the sound, I pricked up my ears and tried to listen. Maybe I wanted to eat with him.

You still have noodles, remember to wash the dishes!

Washing dishes is not a simple matter. I raised my hand and touched my stomach without leaving a trace. I was very unwilling in my heart, but my internal organs were hungry. They were not for me to eat, but for my internal organs to eat.

Thinking of this, I lifted my hand to rub my nose. I glanced at Song Muhan, who was beside me, and whispered, Isn't it just washing the dishes, lazy?

Without waiting for Song Muhan's reply, I rushed to the dear kitchen.

The voice became softer and softer. She really thought he didn't hear her, but seeing that she was running as fast as a rabbit, Song Muhan's eyebrows curved up. He lowered his head to look at the noodles on the plate, looking even more interested.

Wen Jing, tell us what you think. A very smart woman in a business suit said.

Wen Jing, who was still lost in thought, didn't hear what her superior was saying at all. She only reacted when her colleague beside her touched her.

Wen Jing, who hurriedly stood up, raised her head and looked at her superior. Her gaze seemed to be asking her what she was doing just now.

She quickly lowered her head, picked up the document, and read what was written on it. Fortunately, she had done more work before, otherwise, her superior would not be able to find her.

The meeting was finally over. Wen Jing let out a sigh of relief. She thought her superior would talk to her, but when she raised her eyes, the superior only looked at her meaningfully and didn't say anything.

Wen Jing only patted her chest after her superior had left. This was truly an important meeting just now. Why would she be distracted? This was the first time that she had come here to negotiate.

Wen Jing could not help but curse herself in her heart. However, Fu Chen's appearance still kept appearing in her mind, giving her a headache.

When she encountered Fu Chen, everything became chaotic. She hurriedly shook her head. She could not involve herself with him anymore.

Song Muhan looked at the woman in front of him eating with a satisfied expression; his mood was elated. Just looking at her appearance was enough to fill him up.

His plate had already been cleanly eaten. It wasn't because he cooked it, but because I was too hungry. After all, I only had a meal today.

He didn't feel full at all after he finished eating. He really wanted Song Muhan to cook a bowl for him, but after seeing his expression, he decided to forget about it.

Song Muhan raised his eyes to look at the kitchen. The woman was wearing an apron, and since her hair was loose, the woman took off a headband from her wrist and tied it up.

His hair was gently lifted, and the sunlight just so happened to shine through the window, creating a strange woman's charm that almost made him unable to shift his eyes away.

Song Muhan couldn't help but think. If they became husband and wife in the future, she would be home everyday. Thinking of this, the corners of Song Muhan's mouth unconsciously curled up.

After washing the dishes, I casually wipe my hands with a cloth from the side. As usual, I touch my pockets and the phone disappears. Right, that bastard Song Muhan took it away for me, but hasn't returned it to me yet.

Annoyed, I walked over to Song Muhan. He was currently reading a newspaper, and I intentionally put my hand in front of his face to block his eyes. Not only is he not returning my phone, he's even so relaxed.

Song Muhan stared at a small, white hand in front of him. His fingers were long and slender, and he unconsciously lifted his hand to touch it.

Looking at the hand on my hand, I was shocked. I hastily reached out my hand to pat it. What was he doing? I was asking him for a phone, not for him to touch my hand. All day long, I've been thinking about something.

Song Muhan pulled his hand back in pain and glared at the woman. How vicious! Was he really going to murder his husband?

I swallowed my saliva unconsciously as I was staring at her. Was I being too ruthless? I averted my eyes for a moment and then said, I-my phone.

Hearing the two words mobile phone, Song Muhan retracted his gaze and took out a cell phone from his pocket and placed it in front of me. It looked like it was a new cell phone and wasn't one of mine.

He softly spat out a single word, Nuo, your cell phone.

Looking at the phone in front of me, I felt even more angry. This isn't my phone at all!

I want my cell phone!

Song Muhan glanced at me indifferently, then coldly said, This is your phone.

These light words made me speechless. What does he mean? What I want is my phone, not the black thing in front of me!

I want my old phone! I shouted angrily.

Throw it away. Song Muhan said lightly.

Throw it away? Those words really made me so angry that I wanted to die, so I threw it away? Wouldn't he feel guilty for throwing away my things without my permission?

He was too domineering, too shameless!

I was so angry that I was about to explode, but then I realized that even if I got angry now, I wouldn't be able to solve the problem just like a shrew. I took a deep breath and clenched my fists, so that even if my nails dug into my hands, I wouldn't feel any pain.

Where did you throw my phone? I said it almost through gritted teeth.

Song Muhan stood up from his chair and said impatiently, It's been thrown into the trash can! After saying that, he ignored me and turned around to leave.

Looking at his back, he was simply too hateful. How could he be like this! It's my cell phone. How can he do that?

I couldn't hold it in any longer, so I quickly stepped forward, grabbed his phone, and yelled, Don't go, give me back my phone!

He turned around with his eyes slanted, and with a look of disdain, he forced my hand away. Don't even think about it, just use your new phone!

His reaction was too bad, too despicable.

CHAPTER 305 - THE PHONE WAS THROWN AWAY

I took his hand again, put it to my mouth, and bit into it.

It was clearly his fault, yet he still acted so righteously!

The first reaction of Song Muhan, who was suddenly bitten, was to shake off his hand's mouth. Unfortunately, she bit him too hard and couldn't get rid of him in such a short period of time.

Is she a dog? He couldn't help but grit his teeth in pain.

Song Muhan raised his hand, looking as if he wanted to hit me, but I was already prepared to be hit by him.

But at last he put his hand down and put it on my head and pushed my head away.

He was too strong, so I could only bite a few more times before letting go.

Song Muhan watched as his hand was bitten so hard that it bled profusely. It looked like blood, but it was really painful, so painful that he wanted to hit the person in front of him. If she wasn't his woman, then he would love her.

He did it. Damn it, he clenched his hand. It was painful.

Looking at Song Muhan's painful expression, my heart inexplicably felt a lot better. However, looking at his expression, I couldn't help but take two steps back. His expression looked as if he was about to eat me.

He slowly walked towards me. As I was retreating, I suddenly regretted biting him. It was just a phone. How did I become so arrogant?

Just as I was about to run away, Song Muhan took a big step forward and grabbed my arm with his hand. He exerted a force, and I fell into his embrace.

I really don't know what his chest is made of. It's so hard, just when I was feeling so much pain that I wanted to break free.

Song Muhan's hoarse voice floated over from above his head, Since you've bitten me, I will return it!

Then, still waiting for me to find out what I meant by that, he bent his head and kissed me on the lips as quickly as he could.

F * ck, he actually bit me? I really regret it. I really shouldn't have bitten him, but I can't say a single word right now.

If I tried to break away from him, he would hold me too tightly. Even if I kept hitting him, he wouldn't let go.

Song Muhan lowered his head to scan the woman's expression. How could he let her go so easily? He had to bite back!

As for Fu Chen, he was about