C2 A Young Mistress with a Nameless Name

If one were to say that she had to offer her first time on her wedding night, then why wouldn't she be willing to find an unknown stranger and have a marriage match in dewdrops, not to mention that saving a person's life was greater than building a seven-level pagoda?

In fact, a tall figure suddenly flashed through her mind. It was just that that person was far away from her, far away from the world.

For the past thirty years, Fu Yunqian had been surrounded by beautiful women. He had never thought that one day he would be forced into a bow by an average looking woman and that he would even be stuck in a second-hand car!

However, it wasn't easy for him to force his way all the way from the opposite side. Although he hated women getting close to him, he seemed to have no other choice at this point.

If he could choose between a man and a woman, he would rather choose a man.

However, the space inside the car was narrow. The woman's elegant fragrance was already evaporating endlessly inside the car. It was constantly being amplified, stimulating his fragile defense line.

A car filled with beautiful lights and flowing lights.

He had turned her from a girl into a woman.

Then she kicked him out of the car and fled.

She would return to being the unreal Young Mistress of the Fu Family.

Wrapped in the man's jacket, she fled back to the Fu Mansion in a sorry state.

In the dead of night, the entire Fu Family was still in deep sleep. When he pushed open the new door, the bed was covered in neatly and neatly red blankets.

Luckily, he didn't return. Otherwise, she really wouldn't know how to face him.

He had slept with a woman, and she had slept with a man. He took some clothes and washed himself in the bathroom.

Tang Xiao Yan lowered her head and suddenly saw a hand moving around her body. She was so scared that she immediately screamed and ran to the side corner.

But those hands were like a vine, wrapping around her slender waist. She wasn't able to break free at all.

"My wife, bathing so early in the morning, why don't you just call me your husband? Do you want me to help you?"

He actually came back! And he went into the bathroom without permission. What a shameless man!

Tang Xiaoxiao felt goosebumps all over her body. She no longer felt the slightest bit of warmth and only felt extremely disgusted, "Enough, Fu Zihao, let go! "Don't call me wife by such a disgusting name. I'm not your wife, and you're not my husband either. I just feel like vomiting after hearing it!"

Fu Zihao laughed so despicably, "Just scream. I'm afraid no one will come to save you even if you scream. We are husband and wife. Isn't this a very normal thing to do?" "Are you shy?"

Tang Xiaoxiao's face paled from anger. "Fu Zihao, you are truly shameless!" She really couldn't continue to talk to him like this, especially with his unstoppable gaze.

She saw a smooth bar of soap next to her and thought, so she quietly took it off and threw it on the ground and walked forward, guiding him to take a step forward and put one foot on the soap.

His feet slipped and he fell to the ground with a glare. However, Tang Xiaoman desperately grabbed onto the armrest on one side, her body was smooth. Just like that, Fu Zihao fell heavily onto the ground with his tail resting on the ground as he let out a blood-curdling screech.

Tang Xiaoxi was shocked, but after calming down, she regained her composure. She pulled out a towel from the side and put it on before coldly looking on from the side: "Go ahead and scream. Even if you scream your throat will not be saved."