As soon as Tang Zijin fell on Fu Jiuheng's body, she was instantly frightened, she knew that she was in trouble, and wanted to get up from Fu Jiuheng's body quickly.

The more panicked the person, the more likely he is to get scrambling.

Tang Zijin originally fell on Fu Jiuheng's feet, but when he wanted to get up, he fell on Fu Jiuheng's waist again, climbed and fell again, and finally bit his neck.

One hand on his chest and the other on his shoulder.

This position, this posture, is as ambiguous as it gets.

This kind of intimate posture really made Tang Zijin's face blush and he was about to drip blood, and what came to his mind was that Fu Jiuheng was preparing to kill himself.

In the next second, Fu Jiuheng stretched out his hand and closed Tang Zijin's eyes in fright, this was about to strangle her.

"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to, if you want to strangle me, I admit it, but can you do it later." Tang Zijin shouted there with his eyes closed.

"Tang Zijin, who is going to strangle you?" Fu Jiuheng was amused by Tang Zijin's begging for mercy, and directly pulled Tang Zijin up and sat down.

He never expected that Tang Zijin would have such a cute side.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have thought that the indifferent and sassy Tang Zijin would still have such a cute side.

No wonder one of my aunt's evaluations of Tang Zijin is cute.

"Mr. Fu, I just pounced on you like that, I thought you were going to strangle me, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to, my feet slipped when I got in the car." Tang Zijin hurriedly explained.

But because of that action just now, she still had Fu Jiuheng's breath on her hands, and her red little face had not eased up.

"You're ...... on purpose"

"I promise not on purpose, I definitely don't have any other thoughts about you, Mr. Fu!" Tang Zijin interrupted Fu Jiuheng's words seriously, and even wanted to raise his hand to swear, for fear that he would not believe his words.

No thought will be given to him!

Fu Jiuheng was really not happy about this, if he could, he hoped that Tang Zijin would have other thoughts about him.

But seeing that she was so serious and serious, Fu Jiuheng didn't say anything more.

"I don't blame you."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

"Mr. Fu, you have my lipstick mark on your neck, I'll wipe it for you." Tang Zijin saw the lipstick mark that was printed by himself, and he blamed himself incomparably.

"You wipe it." Fu Jiuheng simply agreed, and directly stretched his neck and waited for Tang Zijin to wipe it.

This made Tang Zijin stunned, she thought that Fu Jiuheng would refuse her request, after all, the act of rubbing his neck was somewhat intimate.

"What's wrong, don't want to?" Fu Jiuheng looked at Tang Zijin stunned there, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

"No, I'm looking at where the tissues are."

"Over there." Fu Jiuheng pointed to Tang Zijin's position.

The little girl was probably really scared, and she couldn't even tell a lie.

Tang Zijin got the tissue and began to wipe Fu Jiuheng carefully, his movements were very careful and gentle, for fear that the strength in his hand would hurt Fu Jiuheng if it was heavy.

Fu Jiuheng, a person as precious as golden branches and jade leaves, it is a sin to hurt him and hurt him at all.

Through a thin layer of tissues, Fu Jiuheng could completely feel the temperature of Tang Zijin's fingers, as if an elf was dancing lightly on his neck.

"Mr. Fu, the neck is wiped off, but the lipstick mark on the collar of your shirt can't be wiped off, I'll pay you a new shirt, okay?"

When Tang Zijin saw the lipstick mark on the collar of his shirt, he was really ashamed and had an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

She is Fu Jiuheng's wife, what's wrong with printing a lipstick on her husband's neckline, and it's not a cheating on another man's neckline.

This is also an act of assertion of sovereignty.

"Let's go, then." Fu Jiuheng responded very simply.

Tang Zijin can take the initiative to give him gifts and shirts, and he will not refuse all of them.

It's a pity that the lipstick mark on her neck made her wipe it clean.

"Mr. Fu, aren't you really angry with me, I put a lipstick mark on your shirt." Tang Zijin sat down obediently, still feeling guilty on his face.

Forcing him to marry himself is just a bit of a shame to make trouble for him again and again.

"Don't be angry, aren't you going to compensate me for a new one?" Fu Jiuheng glanced at Tang Zijin lightly, and there was an impenetrable emotion in his eyes.

Fu Jiuheng, a man, has always been very thoughtful, and he hides it very well, which is not something that ordinary people can see clearly.

Tang Zijin can't see through it, and he doesn't want to see it through.

"Compensation, ten pieces are fine."

"Okay."

Fu Jiuheng's simplicity always made Tang Zijin feel blackmailed, but it was not too much to pay ten pieces for soiling other people's clothes.

"Mr. Fu, if someone else soils your clothes, will you also pay for it?" Tang Zijin was purely curious.

"No one dares to get dirty."

Fu Jiuheng's voice was very soft, but these words smashed into Tang Zijin's heart like a heavy hammer.

With Fu Jiuheng's identity, few people dared to stain his clothes.

She seems to be the first.

The sin is deeper.

As if knowing what Tang Zijin wanted to say, Fu Jiuheng opened his mouth to tell her the truth.

"You're the first."