Chapter 211 Didn't you say you want to starve to death? (1/3)
The woman slightly opened a gap in her eyes, looked at the man dumbfounded, and twisted her brows aggrievedly, her voice soft as if she had no bones, "tired..."
She doesn't know what's going on recently. At the end of every day, the only thing she wants to do is sleep. She can't exert any strength on her body. She may be really tired. When she finishes her work recently, she must rest for two days.
The man let go of his hand, changed it to rub, lowered his head and looked at her deeply, sneered, "Tired is what you deserve. When did I lack your money? I don't have enough brain, so I plan to fight with others?"
Qiao Yimo still looked sleepy, but he didn't fall asleep again. Hearing his words, he couldn't help but retort softly: "It's obviously just to fight for beauty."
The man squeezed her cheek with two fingers, "IQ does not increase, but the thickness of her skin increases quite quickly."
"Why do you always pinch my face?" Qiao Yimo couldn't help but grab his hand and put it on his face, rubbing affectionately, and asked with a smile, "Your temper has become very good recently. ,why?"
"..."
The man was slightly startled, his body remained unchanged, his deep eyes gradually thickened, he raised his eyebrows, his tone of voice was flat, "I've been nice to you recently?"
The woman curled up her red lips, the reddish cheeks pinched by him and the clear and moist eyes mixed into a shy and ignorant expression. She lightly tapped her small chin and said: "It's better than before. You haven't Get angry at me."
After that, she suddenly pressed her face to his palm, and said dullly, "What if it's like this in the future?"
Fu Sinian was in a daze, and his heart seemed to be moved by something.
After a long while, he closed his eyes, forcibly suppressed the emotions that came up, and recovered his sobriety, feeling the warmth of the palms, his voice was low and deep, "You have come back every day except for sleep, but you have not slept with me. For a long time, where do you tell me that I treat you well?"
"A woman's intuition."
"This intuition comes from your narcissism."
"..."
Qiao Yimo didn't expect him to admit anything. It might just be her illusion. Recently, the two talked relatively few times. He didn't bother to pay attention to her. If she didn't approach her intentionally, he would not take the initiative. Talk to her.
The woman buried her face in his palm, motionless
I didn't speak anymore.
It's quiet all around.
Fu Sinian glanced at her, and said faintly, "Mum Chen said you didn't have dinner. Do you eat by yourself or let her serve it for you?"
The woman seemed to be asleep again, and she was quiet for a while before she said vaguely, "I'm not hungry... I don't want to eat. You don't need to worry about me, you can do your job."
She just wants to sleep now and has no appetite at all.
The man's originally mild eyes sank suddenly, and he withdrew his hand, making a cold voice, "Then go down and eat."
The light in front of her suddenly brightened, and the woman tilted her head weakly, and said softly, "I'm really not hungry. I just don't eat a meal and won't starve to death. You don't care about me."
Fu Si's face was completely gloomy, and the patience in his tone was exhausted. He snorted coldly, "Qiao Yimo, it seems that I have been really good to you recently. Have you started acting habitually?"
Qiao Yimo, "..."
How can she act like a baby? She just has no appetite.
Obviously lazy tone, but the words are unusually unfavorable, "Since you want to be hungry, be hungry. Mother Chen won't have to cook your meal later, I'll see if you don't eat a few meals. Can starve to death."
After he finished speaking, he ignored her, turned and walked out of the bedroom.
Qiao Yimo curled his eyebrows slightly and thought for two seconds, not knowing what he was thinking, for a long while, he pulled the blanket next to him and covered him, his head tilted and went on to fall asleep.
She is really tired, she doesn't even have the strength to think, how can she still have the mind to analyze men's anger
Two hours later, Fu Sinian came out of the study after work, looked at the busy mother Chen downstairs, and asked quietly, "Is she down yet?"
Mother Chen was slightly taken aback, shook her head, "I didn't see my wife coming down."
The man's handsome face tightened instantly, his breath became a little cold, "Prepare some dinner for her."
After speaking, he turned around and went straight back to the bedroom.
The woman was still asleep, even her posture remained the same.
Fu Sinian's brows suddenly frowned, and the bottom of his eyes also began to faintly jumped with anger. He walked over in a gloomy manner, lifted the blanket, took her delicate arms and hugged the whole person, turned and walked downstairs.
Mother Chen made the meal, and when she brought out the dinner, she saw some weird two people on the sofa.
An expensive and steady man stares down at the sleeping woman in his arms
Human, his face is extremely ugly, as if he could throw a woman on the ground at any time.
Mother Chen trembled, went over to put down the dinner, and slowly said, "Sir, or I'll wake up my wife."
She stared at her closely, for fear that the man would throw the woman out on impulse.
"No, you can go down." Fu Si gave a cold voice without looking up.
Chen Ma glanced around, hesitated, and left without saying anything.
The dark pupils of the man reflected the small face in his arms, his face expressionless, for a long while, he bowed his head and kissed heavily.
With a fierceness, but no extra action, it seems purely to kiss her.
The feeling of suffocation gradually strengthened, and the sleeping woman finally frowned uncomfortably, her breathing began to become quicker, and her little hand began to push unconsciously.
After a while, the consciousness of the extremely hypoxic woman finally became a little more awake. She noticed that someone was kissing her, her eyelashes fluttered and opened her eyes.
"Well… "
Looked at the man with confused eyes.
Even though she woke up, the man didn't seem to want to stop. He pinched her chin with one hand and continued to deepen, adding a lingering smell.
It lasted until Qiao Yimo was completely awake, and cried out his name intermittently, "Si, Sinian..."
After kissing her entire cheek, the man finally stepped away, his voice hoarse and tight, "Wake up?"
Qiao Yimo, "..."
Is this man just to wake her up
The man smiled deeply, his breath was slightly ignited with a hint of desire, but his breath was very clear, "I thought you would wait for me to finish before you woke up."
After that, he threw her from his arms on the sofa next to him, "eat."
The little woman blinked her eyes dazedly, and then she saw the food on the table. She was still steaming. She suddenly seemed to understand something, then she smiled, "Didn't you say you want to starve to death?"
Fu Sinian, "..."
Qiao Yimo looked at his bad face, his smile disappeared instantly, and he picked up the spoon and started drinking porridge. "Well, let me eat, don't be angry."
She really had no appetite, even if she had eaten it in her mouth, she didn't have any appetite, but due to the presence of a man, she obediently ate it all.
(End of this chapter)