allonlinenovel Chapter 120 The Story of the Big Bad Wolf and the Little White Rabbit
Chapter 120 The Story of the Big Bad Wolf and the Little White Rabbit
Even though An Xiaoyue was sleepy, she could tell what was going on.
Her eyes widened suddenly, startling her awake.
who is it?
A pair of warm, large hands on my ear greatly reduced the lewd sounds.
Was Fu Shengyang asleep? Or awake? Did he hear it too?
Just as she was wondering what to do, Fu Shengyang's soft and gentle voice came from above her head.
"woke up?"
An Xiaoyue was even more embarrassed.
It turned out that Fu Shengyang had heard the noise all along, which is why he covered her ears.
She responded softly with an "Mmm," afraid of disturbing someone's blissful outdoor sex life.
Fu Shengyang stood up, and An Xiaoyue hurriedly grabbed him.
"what are you going to do?"
“Call the front desk and have them handle it,” Fu Shengyang said matter-of-factly.
"That would be so embarrassing!" Wouldn't it be better to just pretend you didn't hear it?
Judging from the sounds they made, the two seemed to have lost themselves in the moment, simply engaging in procreation like lower animals.
The outdoor temperature is low; they must be cold.
"Maybe it will be over soon," she added uncertainly.
Fu Shengyang lay back on the bed. The bed was not very wide, and because he was tall and broad, he had to lie on his side. His hands, which couldn't stand being wronged, naturally took up space in An Xiaoyue's room.
However, they clearly overestimated the man's abilities, and before long, the woman's derogatory curses drifted over.
"You're so useless, you've only been here twenty minutes..."
"It's my fault! Why don't you say you were the one who was more relaxed!"
"You old lady, you're still eating like a hungry wolf, it's clearly you who's no good."
The couple's accusations and arguing gradually faded away.
The length of time can sometimes really vary from person to person. A few minutes can feel incredibly long to two people who are forced to listen in.
When An Xiaoyue heard that there was no more movement, she rubbed her cheeks, which had become hot without her noticing, and let out a long breath.
Her tense nerves relaxed, and her back fell back into Fu Shengyang's arms.
His chest was warm, and even in the cold weather, being hugged from behind by him kept me from getting cold.
An Xiaoyue thought for a moment, then leaned back a little further.
"Hmm!" Fu Shengyang groaned, his voice low and muffled, as if he was enduring something, yet also carrying a hint of pleasure.
Having spent so much time together, she naturally knew what that voice meant.
Just as she was at a loss and worried that he might have been injured in the accident.
Fu Shengyang suddenly grabbed her hand.
The world was bathed in the cool moonlight.
A thin wisp of cloud drifted past the moon, blocking a small portion of its light.
The leaking light still shone on the earth. After seeing the scene inside the bus cabin, Hou Jiao blushed and hid behind Yun'er.
The couple, embracing each other in the room, both blushed.
Afterwards, An Xiaoyue looked at her slender hands with some disdain.
If you smell it more closely, there seems to be a faint scent floating in the air.
Fu Shengyang noticed her disgust and said considerately, "Let's go wash our hands."
An Xiaoyue, disgusted, wouldn't let Fu Shengyang have it easy either, raising her hand and saying, "Pull me up."
She was angry, and her tone of voice carried a hint of rage.
In the cool moonlight, Fu Shengyang's lips curled up; he didn't care about anything else.
With such a sweet, gentle, and hardworking wife, he couldn't wait to pamper her.
He slipped one hand under her legs and the other hand under her back, lifting her off the bed.
In the sink, his large hands, lathered with foam, held her slender, scallion-like hands, rubbing them together, even meticulously cleaning her pink and plump nails according to the seven-step handwashing method.
An Xiaoyue's face remained taut, her delicate redness softening slightly.
Fu Shengyang turned on the hot water, which rinsed away the foam from his hands, revealing a pair of fair and rosy hands. He then pulled out a washcloth to absorb the moisture from his hands.
He moved gently and patiently throughout the process, as if he were cleaning a unique jewel.
Finally, Fu Shengyang held her slightly reddened hand and brought it to her nose.
"Xiaoyue, smell it, does it smell good?"
An Xiaoyue pushed her hand away and sniffed it; all she could smell was the peach scent of hand sanitizer.
She lowered her head and sniffed closer. There was indeed no fishy smell anymore. Only then did she glare at Fu Shengyang with embarrassment and annoyance.
Fu Shengyang understood immediately, bent down to pick up the beauty who was stepping on his instep, and turned back to the bed.
His large hand touched her arm, massaging it lightly and heavily. Xiaoyue had just mentioned several times that her hand was sore.
Although Xiaoyue was angry, he, as a man, could understand why she was angry, but he couldn't help but smile.
"Next time, I promise I won't get it on Xiaoyue's hands," Fu Shengyang coaxed.
An Xiaoyue nodded without saying anything.
Fu Shengyang then thought of another reason why Xiaoyue might be angry.
“Xiaoyue, I didn’t react because of those sounds. The last time was on New Year’s Eve, and it’s been five days. I was holding you like this, and your actions suddenly triggered me, which led to what happened next.”
Once he started explaining, he became much more talkative.
He can distinguish between a full meal and a full meal.
If we don't appease Xiaoyue now, he'll be the one who suffers.
"I know."
"How did Xiaoyue find out?"
Fu Shengyang: Xiaoyue knows a lot.
"The poison in your body hasn't been neutralized yet." She said in a calm tone, with an air of 'I understand you.'
Fu Shengyang's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing these words, making the stars in the deep blue night sky pale in comparison.
You can do this!
He pursed his lips, secretly delighted.
Yes, his poison can flare up frequently.
How could he waste such a good reason?
“Xiaoyue…” he called pitifully, burying his head in the crook of her neck. “I’m also in a lot of pain, it feels like a million ants are crawling all over me.”
The symptoms Fu Shengyang experienced on their first night together are still vivid in An Xiaoyue's mind. She knows how potent the drug is, but she is pregnant and can't do anything about it.
Before she could speak, Fu the Big Bad Wolf thoughtfully comforted himself.
"Once Lucky is born and you've recovered, the poison should be completely cleared up. In the meantime, I'll try to bear it myself. If I can't take it anymore, I'll ask you for help, okay?"
Nightfall separated day and night, and also divided Fu Shengyang into two people.
By day, he is a cool, aloof, sophisticated, and composed business tycoon.
In the darkness, he had to endure the torment brought on by the drugs.
Such a contrast softened An Xiaoyue's heart, and she agreed.
She was preoccupied with many things before and didn't have much energy to focus on Fu Shengyang.
Now that Mom has returned to Jincheng, she no longer needs to work part-time to raise money for medical expenses.
Aside from her studies and pregnancy, she was willing to spare some energy to help Fu Shengyang detoxify.
The innocent little rabbit was tricked into the burrow by the big bad wolf and allowed to do whatever it wanted.
Having tricked the little white rabbit into his hands and relieved the pent-up affection of the past five days, Fu Shengyang, with the soft, fragrant rabbit in his arms, drifted off to sleep feeling utterly blissful.