Chapter 96 The cunning fox
Song Yan's heart was beating against his ribs. "Where do I belong?"
"You know, I don't want us to become like my brother and sister-in-law, still together but no better than strangers." He tucked her hair behind her ears. "I won't let you go because you won't come back to me... I can only chase you, I promise to chase you to the ends of the earth, until you are tired and let me drag you back to where you should go." Yes. "
"Fu Yusheng, you..." Song Yan had difficulty speaking, and just as she was about to speak, Fu Yusheng lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers. Song Yan felt her eyes widen as a spicy smell hit her. The musk began to fill her nostrils. She tried to push him away, but then her yin energy merged with his yang energy, and then she stopped fighting him and accepted what he offered her. She gasped and moaned as his mouth completely occupied hers, greedily enjoying her tongue, dominating her with every brand, and Fu Yusheng was not kissing her, but burning every rational thought in her mind. .
His tongue slid boldly into her mouth, swallowing it all.
As her body begins to fail and her Yin energy melts away all her resistance, the memories of their past come crashing back at her... which, if she's honest with herself, was nothing in the first place.
Song Yan wanted more, deepening the kiss. And Fu Yusheng loosened his arm around her waist and gathered her hair into his fist, holding her in place, letting her know that he was in charge at the moment - not her. She bit his tongue, but when he slowed the intensity of the kiss, she relaxed, and he rewarded her with another kiss, this time harder and more possessive. Song Yan had at least wanted to push him away at first, or to fight him, but now she clung to his ironed shirt like an anchor.
He nibbled at her soft red lips, sucking on them as he pulled away, a savage look of lust and need etched across his face.
Song Yan finally came to her senses and realized what she had just done. She was making out with her husband in front of the door—the husband she had been clamoring for a divorce from for a while. Oh, damn, if someone could kill her... right here and now. Thank you.
She looked at his expression, swallowed, looked away, and then continued with her remaining self-respect. "I didn't say you could kiss me, asshole."
"I am your husband, we have a son together, and surely I may take a kiss or two from my lawfully wedded wife if I desire?"
"You're still an asshole."
"Maybe, if it makes you happy." Then he looked up at the clanking door behind him, smiled, and whispered, "See you later, and you'd better listen to me this time. I don't like to repeat myself, and you won't like the consequences if I have to do it."
Song Yan didn't say anything, too nervous to speak, and the door of the apartment behind him opened just as Fu Yusheng walked in. Everything happened so suddenly that Song Yan's poor heart almost jumped out of his chest.
"Yanyan, what are you doing here?" Song Lingyan woke up because he had to go to the bathroom, but he heard some noise coming from the door. At first, he thought it was because the neighbors moved in, but when he finished his work, he heard a low banging sound coming from the front door. Only then did he realize that the sound just now was his. The sound was indeed coming from the front door. He hurried to check it out. As soon as he opened the door, he saw his sister, who was supposed to be sleeping in the room, standing outside. "It's so dark outside. Even though it's almost dawn, you still have to sleep for eight hours. What are you doing standing here?"
"I...I just received a call from the company, they want to discuss something with me..." At this point, she could only quickly throw her agent down and apologize.
"The company called at this time?" Song Lingyan frowned, secretly glanced at the wall clock behind him, and sighed. "As expected, unreasonable people have unreasonable employees. Look at Fu Yusheng, all the employees he hired are like this. Calling their artists so early in the morning is simply unacceptable. Humph."
Song Yan was relieved to see that her brother didn't ask any more questions. At the same time, she cursed Fu Yusheng in her heart. Her brother was right. He was so unreasonable! Not only did he kiss her, but he also took advantage of her like this and bossed her around like she was his damn assistant!
When Song Lingyan walked in, his sharp eyes noticed the rice cake bag on the shoe cabinet, and he turned around suddenly, scaring Song Yan so much that he sucked in his lips. "Where did this come from? It seems that no one brought it yesterday."
A string of resentment rose in her mind again. She smiled and stammered, "When I was standing outside, the new neighbor saw me and handed this to me as a first greeting."
"Really? He looks like a rich man." Song Lingyan picked up the box of rice cakes and said, "This brand is much more expensive than the ones sold in the market. You are so lucky. But I like this very much. I will ask your sister-in-law to make it for you today. It seems that at least our neighbor is a reasonable person."
Song Yan finally understood why Fu Yusheng gave her a box of rice cakes. That cunning man, he never let his money go to waste, right?