After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

Chapter 266

Shi Yang froze, reacted and wanted to push him away, but his palm was grabbed and held by him as soon as it touched his chest.

Shi Yang struggled hard, the more she struggled, the more tears fell, the tighter Fu Jingchuan hugged her, and the kiss on her lips became rougher.

All of Shi Yang's struggles stopped in his deepening kiss, and then turned into a slightly retaliatory sucking kiss, his hand unconsciously tugging at Fu Jingchuan's shirt, and he snatched control with him regardless.

Her counterattack aroused all the beastly nature hidden in Fu Jingchuan's body.

When she struggled to stand up and try to overwhelm him, Fu Jingchuan's palm backhand disappeared into her hair, firmly controlling her, and when the movement on his lips pressed down deeper, he put his arm around her and half-rotated and firmly placed her on the sofa.

The out-of-control entanglement turned into a burning fire.

The fire spread from the couch to the bedroom.

Each other's hearts are suppressed with anger and grievances, and the entanglement of the limbs has become the best outlet for emotions.

Both of them ignored it with a little ruthlessness, and slowly calmed down in the fierce resistance to death step by step.

All movements also slowly stopped.

Fu Jingchuan was still holding her tightly, her head buried in the socket of his neck, and no one could see anyone's face.

The skin is sticky with sweat.

After sanity returned, embarrassment struck again.

Shi Yang hesitated and pushed Fu Jingchuan, a little unsure how to face him.

Fu Jingchuan did not move, but hugged her tighter.

Shi Yang had to lie on his neck and not move.

After a while, Fu Jingchuan finally let go of her.

He got up to fetch water for her to clean up.

Shi Yang hugged the quilt and did not dare to face him.

"I'll just come by myself." She whispered, "You go out first."

Fu Jingchuan glanced at her and nodded slightly: "I'm waiting for you outside." He

closed the bedroom door and walked out.

The living room was a mess.

The sofa was also wrinkled.

The clothes of the two people were also scattered all over the place.

Fu Jingchuan called someone to send a set of clothes.

The clothes were delivered quickly.

Fu Jingchuan knocked on the bedroom door: "I asked people to send a set of clothes."

"You put it at the bathroom door first."

Shiyang's hesitant voice came from the bathroom.

Fu Jingchuan pushed open the door and put his clothes at the bathroom door.

"I'll put the clothes here for you."

Fu Jingchuan looked at the closed bathroom door and said.

"Hmm."

Shi Yang replied softly.

Fu Jingchuan didn't stay long, walked out of the master bedroom, and looked at the sofa with wrinkled eyes, and there were other traces on it.

He turned his face away slightly, Rao was usually cold, and his cheeks couldn't help but rise a little hot.

He stepped forward to tidy up the sofa and found another wet wipe to wipe it.

When Shi Yang came out of the bedroom, he raised his eyes and saw Fu Jingchuan who was cleaning the sofa, and the enthusiasm also surged up immediately, silently turning his head, and faceless.

Fu Jingchuan glanced back at her.

Shi Yang felt even more panicked, and his eyes did not even dare to look at the sofa, let alone look at Fu Jingchuan.

Fu Jingchuan smoothed out the last fold of the sofa, saw that Shiyang was still standing in place, and got up and poured her a cup of warm water and handed it to her.

"Drink some water."

Shi Yang nodded lightly and took it.

The excessive exercise just now made her a little dehydrated, and the glass of water was quickly empty.

Fu Jingchuan took her empty cup.

"Do you still want it?" He asked.

Shi Yang shook his head: "No need.

Fu Jingchuan nodded, put the empty cup away, and looked at her: "Shiyang, let's talk." His

aura had calmed down, and he didn't have the anger in the restaurant earlier.

Shi Yang nodded hesitantly and glanced at the sofa, thinking about the loss of control and messiness just now, and did not have the courage to sit down.

She sat down at the dining table.

Fu Jingchuan glanced at her and sat down opposite her.

"You chose this place, don't you think we're negotiating now?" He said.

"That... Also better than a sofa. The

muttered words were almost squeezed out of his lips and teeth, not wanting to face the problem.

Fu Jingchuan's dark eyes faintly smiled.

Shi Yang looked up and saw that he was a little awkward and ridiculed.

"What you want to say, you just say it."

Even the voice softened unconsciously.