Chapter 12: What a squeamish bag

When Fu Yaojue returned home, Li Manman was lying on the bed reading a book, Nietzsche's "The Will to Right".

Seeing it is called a serious concentration, Fu Yujue didn't notice it when he came back, he went to change his clothes and came out, and when he approached the bedside, he heard her muttering: "'Good people are weak because they are not strong enough to become evil. It makes sense, write it down, write it down. ”

Fu Yaojue snatched the book from her hand and said with a smile: "You are not strong enough, you have sent people to the hospital, how do you want to be strong?" ”

"Give it back!" Li Manman reached out and grabbed it, "Fu Yaojue, I don't understand what you're saying." ”

Fu Yaojue leaned back, put the book on the bedside table, scooped it with her long hand, and hugged the little wife who threw herself into her arms, "City of the Times, Xingyue Jewelry Store, Lin Qiyi, Tong Xue, Ring." ”

As he pronounced a name, she shrank in place, and by the time she had finished, she was as obedient as a little rabbit nestled in his arms.

It's just that the eyes are purring, and at first glance he is not a peaceful master.

Did Fu Yaojue install surveillance on her? How to know everything!

"You put people in the hospital, and you want me not to know?" Fu Xuanjue pinched her nose and didn't let her breathe.

"Let go, let go." Li Manman slapped his hand away and covered his nose, "They provoked me first and hit me with a ring." ”

Fu Yaojue looked around her weakly and said with a smile: "There are many ways to clean them up, there is no need to do it yourself." ”

Li Manman lowered his head and did not speak, silent but full of resistance.

If she didn't fight back at that time, she would definitely not have a chance again in the future, she hated the unspoken rules of the family, hated their hypocritical exchange of interests, hated that it was she who was wronged, and it was still herself who could not be compensated.

She just likes revenge, can't she take revenge on the spot?

Fu Yaojue laughed angrily at her stubborn temper, "Do you not believe that I will help you, or are you too confident in yourself." ”

Li Manman replied in his heart: Of course, it's both.

He married her for interest, not because he liked it, how could he help her?

Fu Yaojue pinched her chin and forced her to look up at him, "Li Manman, you are my Fu Yaojue's wife, the eldest young lady of the Fu family, remember your identity, don't do this kind of thing that fights with people in the future, remember?" ”

Li Manman's heart was aggrieved, his whole body was tense, and he said for a long time: "Is this your fourth rule?" ”

Fu Yaojue let go of her, leaned over to steady her lips, and pressed her against the bed, "If that's the case, you'll comply." ”

Li Manman didn't know why, it seemed that the psychological resistance was reflected physiologically, her body was completely uncooperative, and she was sweating profusely in pain.

This kind of thing is originally a matter of men and women cooperating with each other to be happy, Li Man cried in pain, and Fu Yaojue would not feel comfortable.

He pulled it out halfway through and carried Li Manman into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, he carried Li Manman back to the bed, and Li Manman nestled into the quilt and sobbed silently.

Since returning to China, she has been miserable every day, facing an illegitimate daughter who calculates her biological father and wants to snatch her identity, marrying a man who doesn't love her, and she can't even resist being bullied......

She doesn't want to be Mrs. Fu, she is Li Manman, she is not his vassal!

But these angry, aggrieved, depressed, and turned into the word 'divorce' must be swallowed back into his stomach when he thinks of his mother's whereabouts, and he can't spit out a single word.

She bit the quilt and pressed the sobbing sound to her throat, so that her whole body was trembling, and tears silently dipped into the pillow from the corners of her eyes.

Fu Yaojue didn't move, just stood by the bed and looked at her, sighed for a long time, and hugged the person over, "If you want to cry, cry out, and I'm not afraid of suffocating myself." ”

A small white face was suffocating red, and her hair was wet with tears and sweat, and she was embarrassed.

But Fu Yujue didn't realize that because of that disease, he not only didn't feel dirty, but felt a faint helplessness and pampering in his heart.

He tried to wipe her tears, and as soon as he raised his hand, she threw herself into his arms and cried like a child who had not been given candy.

Fu Yaojue patted her on the back, feeling funny for a while, obviously she hit someone else, but she was criticized by him for two sentences, and she was wronged like this, what a squeamish bag.