A night of deep love, the cold-faced CEO married a hot wife

1Chapter 17 Annoyed that Fu Moqian was just taking a nap and was not asleep. He vaguely seemed to see a figure. When he opened his eyes, it was indeed Yin Jixia.

Twirling the corner of his mouth and smiling knowingly, Fu Moqian carefully pulled his arm out, tucked the quilt up for the child again, kissed Ranran lightly on the forehead, then got up and left the bedroom, closing the door lightly.

"What's the matter, is there any discomfort?" Fu Moqian was concerned from the bottom of his heart, as if he was afraid that Yin Jixia might make a mistake.

"What did you bring me here for?" Yin Jixia deliberately ignored his tenderness and consideration, pretending to be cold on purpose.

"The clothes are wet. If you don't deal with it in time, you will catch a cold." Her attitude was within his expectations. Although it was chilling, he owed her this. What can I do? Who made her Yin Jixia!

Fu Moqian rolled up his sleeves and went straight to the kitchen, "Hungry, I'll make a few dishes, and dinner will be served right away, you can watch TV for a while." Even if a hot face sticks to her cold butt, Fu Moqian has no complaints regret.

"Fu Moqian!" Yin Jixia clenched her fists and dared not look at him.

She was afraid that she would soften her heart, and she was afraid that she would sink into his honey trap again.

"Don't bother, I'll leave right away, but please take care of me for a few more days."

"Yin'er!" Fu Moqian stepped forward and grabbed her arm, "Do you have to do this? Forgive me, is it so difficult? For the sake of the child, forgive me, okay?"

The plain nails were embedded in the flesh, and the fingertips were stained with bloody wetness, which was dazzling red.

Yin Jixia trembled slightly, and her breathing became unsteady with the ups and downs of emotions.

Gritting her teeth and resolutely, Yin Jixia forced herself to make a decision, "Fu Moqian, I can accept the fact that you are the biological father of the child, but it doesn't mean I forgive you.

Rape, sibling incest, heh, if you know that he is such a product, do you think he will be happy?I'm afraid I will feel dirty, give up on myself, and live in the shadows for the rest of my life!

Fu Moqian, you ruined me and pushed my son into the pit of fire, how do you want me to forgive you, huh? "Yin Jixia stubbornly turned her head to stare at the tall man, her questioning pupils were sparkling with crystal water.

With just one glance, that sharp gaze branded a big hole in Fu Moqian's heart, and blood was gurgling out, causing a burst of pain.

Pulling his hair angrily, Fu Moqian lowered his noble head, "Yin'er, I'm sorry, I, I know it's too late to say anything now! Fortunately, I'm fine, otherwise I won't forgive myself in my life.

Believe me, I will do my best to atone for my sins and treat you well with the rest of my life.

I don't ask for anything else, I just want to be able to guard you.

Don't go, don't leave me, let me stay by your side, okay, but you also need dad, don't you? "

"Fu Moqian!" The man's deep affection obviously didn't impress the woman, "We are siblings, you can't be Ranran's father, if necessary, I will, find him a new father."

Yin Jixia didn't know how she gritted her teeth and said such unfeeling words, she only knew that this could not go on like this, for her, for him, for Yu Ranran, they all had to end.

"Yin Jixia!" Fu Moqian's obsidian-like eyes were covered with a layer of maroon, and the flames of anger flickered faintly, "Do you really want this, my son, you must never call others Dad!"

He gritted his teeth, retracted Yin Jixia's big hand, wishing he could crush the little girl's slender arms and break her legs so that she could never escape.

"Ah, Fu Moqian, you hurt me, let go!" Yin Jixia thumped violently.

Fu Moqian sneered, his pupils shrank, he put away the gentle and drizzle handsome man, and showed a sinister look like a face, "Let it go? Let me go and let you find a wild man? Yin Jixia, in this life, even if you die, you will just I'm alone!"

Knowing that it was Yin Jixia that night at the hotel, Fu Moqian was overjoyed and surprised.

Although there was no prostitute plot, when he decided to be with Yin Jixia, he had readily accepted the fact that she was an unmarried mother, but thinking of the dazzling plum blossom marks on the bed sheet that night, he still couldn't help feeling excited.

He is Yin'er's first man and the only one. She belongs to him alone, from body to heart, completely belongs to him alone!

At this moment, the little woman is clamoring to find another father for Ranran. What does she want to do? She is so lonely and wants to have sex with her?Yin Jixia, do you think I am dead?

With both hands firmly restraining the woman's arms, Fu Moqian leaned against her body, and her legs squeezed between Yin Jixia's legs, making her unable to resist.

"Yin Jixia, haven't touched you for more than a year, are you hungry and thirsty? Since you want it so much, okay, then I will satisfy you!"

Cutting her wrist back to the top of her head, Fu Moqian leaned forward, pressed Yin Jixia firmly on the sofa, and went straight to the woman's slightly parted red lips.

It was this small mouth that kept saying things that irritated him, making him furious.

Today, if he doesn't make his mouth docile and let her know what to say and what not to say, he won't be called Fu Moqian!

"Well, you're crazy, you..."

The resistance was futile, and all the angry words were covered by the man, drowning between his lips and teeth.

It's more like a bite than a kiss.

It was the first time I knew that the man's teeth were so sharp that blood dripped from Yin Jixia's lips in a short while.

There was a salty smell in the mouth, but the pain on the lips was not as good as in the heart.

Is Fu Moqian crazy?Is this trying to re-enact the scene at the hotel that year?

Exhausting all her strength to resist desperately, Yin Jixia's eyes dripped with a gleam of crystal.

The tears became particularly dazzling under the illumination of the crystal lamp. Fu Moqian's movements paused, his sword eyebrows tightened, and he could kill a fly, "Why are you crying, don't you want to? I don't know that men like to conquer disobedient women the most? Yin Jixia, you are forcing me to take you to Falun Dafa! Cry, just cry, the more you cry, the more I want to fuck you, you asked for it, no wonder me!"

Yin Jixia stared at the man in front of her with confused eyes. Is this the Fu Moqian she knew? Why, so strange?

In a dazed effort, the man's big hand had already reached the bottom of her skirt.

"Ah!" With a scream, Yin Jixia's heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Also screaming, there was a child standing blankly at the door of the bedroom.

Yin Jixia and Fu Moqian followed the prestige at the same time, saw Ranran with a surprised face, and panicked.

"Of course, you're awake." Fu Moqian hurriedly rolled over, ran over and half-kneeled in front of the child.

Just as the palm was about to touch the child's face, he took two steps back and avoided him.

Fu Moqian's heart skipped a beat, what's wrong with the child, are you afraid of him?

"Of course!" Fu Moqian called again softly, meeting the child's eyes.

The big black eyes stared at him vigilantly, and there was no concealment of hatred in those watchful eyes, which directly cut Fu Moqian's heart into flesh.

"Of course!" subconsciously called him, but it was so pale.

If Yin Jixia doesn't forgive him, does Lian Ranran also hate him?

"Bullying mom, you're a bad person!" Ran ran around him angrily and ran towards the sofa, leaving him with a ruthless back.

On the sofa, Yin Jixia straightened her messy nightgown and half sat up.

"Mom!" Ranran kicked her short legs, climbed onto the sofa, and threw herself into Yin Jixia's arms, crying loudly, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooor of father!"

Yin Jixia's tears that had just stopped were infected by her son and broke the embankment again.

"Of course you are good, but you still have your mother, so you are not afraid!" Patting the child on the back, Yin Jixia felt sore in his heart.

Her son had to bear such an unbearable life experience at a young age, and she was sorry for him.

A chill crept into Fu Moqian's heart from his back.

When did the child come out, and how much did you hear and see just now?

To hate him so much, does he already know everything clearly?

The bad premonition made Fu Moqian's scalp tingle, and he just wanted to try his best to make it up.

"Of course!" Fu Moqian went back to the sofa again, squatted down and tried to coax him, "Dad didn't bully Mom, Dad and Mom were just having fun, if you don't believe me, just ask Mom."

After finishing speaking, Fu Moqian gave Yin Jixia a look of "answer quickly, you understand".

In front of the child, even if there is great resentment, he must pretend to be harmonious. This is the agreement he made with Yin Jixia at the beginning.

Unexpectedly, today's woman didn't open her eyes at all, and immediately hugged Ranran, "Mom, go change your clothes, let's go together, huh?"

"Okay." The little tearful man in his arms nodded.

Fu Moqian opened his arms to block the way.

"You can leave if you want, but you can stay. I just agreed." Fu Moqian knew that only by holding the child in his hands would Yin Jixia not be able to break up with him easily, and would have the possibility of turning around.

Yin Jixia snorted coldly with disdain, "Then you ask him, is he willing to stay?"

Before Fu Moqian could open his mouth, he lost his temper with tears, "I don't want Dad anymore, Mom will take me away!"

"Hear that? Get out of the way!"

Fu Moqian's hand drooped powerlessly, feeling frustrated and annoyed like never before.