After a long time, the man stopped.
Breathing heavily, he hurriedly said: "I'm going to take a shower."
Now only Fu Xueyao was left in the whole room, panting and trying to get oxygen.
She now felt like a little rag doll being played with randomly. Her whole body was so soft that it looked like she had run three thousand meters.
Before she knew it, she fell asleep.
When Lu Xingzhou came to the room again, he saw Fu Xueyao sleeping soundly.
She was lying quietly on the bed like a sleeping beauty, with a thin quilt covering her body, but her legs were exposed.
Lu Xingzhou looked at her, smiled involuntarily, walked over and tucked her feet into the quilt.
He found a suitable position and hugged her to sleep with a satisfied look on his face.
Fu Xueyao got up the next day and saw herself in front of the mirror. There were several ambiguous red marks on her fair neck, some of which even spread down from her neck.
Lu Xingzhou is really not a good person, so how can she get out?
If you can wear a turtleneck sweater in winter, others won't notice anything.
With a blushing face, she found a silk scarf in the cabinet and wrapped it around her.
Lu Xingzhou brought the washing water as usual.
He walked into the house and said, "Honey, get up."
Seeing Fu Xueyao's outfit, he asked, "Why are you wearing a scarf today?"
Fu Xueyao had a hint of resentment on her face: "What do you think?"
Fu Xueyao said these words one by one through gritted teeth.
She pulled off her scarf again and glared at Lu Xingzhou with angry eyes: "Look at the good things you did!"
When Lu Xingzhou's eyes touched the red mark on his neck, his Adam's apple rolled.
Fu Xueyao's skin is delicate, smooth and fair. Mosquito bites are more obvious than ordinary people, not to mention mottled hickeys.
Lu Xingzhou thought to himself that the hickeys on his neck were not many.
More is actually hidden under the clothes.
Fu Xueyao thought she had the harshest tone, but to Lu Xingzhou, she looked like a kitten acting coquettishly, so cute.
Lu Xingzhou didn't know why the tight string in his heart always broke easily when facing Xue Yao.
It's like the marks on her body were all intentionally left by him yesterday. He likes to leave his own marks on her flawless body.
This will give him a sense of satisfaction that is unique to Fu Xueyao.
But right now, it’s more important to coax my wife.
Lu Xingzhou whispered softly, "Honey, please stop being angry."
Fu Xueyao turned her head and ignored him.
Then he picked up the silk scarf Fu Xue put on the table and wrapped it around Fu Xueyao's neck again: "It looks pretty like this."
Fu Xueyao looked at the mirror suspiciously.
"Are you sure?" Looking at herself in the mirror, Fu Xueyao's lips couldn't help but tremble.
Lu Xingzhou affirmed: "Of course, it's very beautiful."
Lu Xingzhou completely tied the silk scarf into a cross knot around her neck.
Fu Xueyao: "How could you say such a thing without conscience."
Everyone knows how to tie their shoelaces with a bow.
What's the difference between this cross knot and the one made by buying a bag of pork from the market?
"Since she's so beautiful, I'd better give you a spanking."
Lu Xingzhou was startled, seeing Fu Xueyao trying to put a silk scarf around his neck, and subconsciously prepared to avoid it.
Fu Xueyao immediately grabbed his collar and said fiercely: "You can't run away. Do you still want me to forgive you?"
Lu Xingzhou: "I think so."
But he felt that he could still struggle a little longer: "You gave me this scarf, what will you do?"
Fu Xueyao said in a brisk tone: "You don't need to worry about this. I have a lot of silk scarves, enough to wrap every finger of yours."
After hearing this, Lu Xingzhou sighed softly and let Fu Xueyao rub his neck.
After a minute, "Okay, you can look in the mirror."
"How about it, it's not bad. The knot I tied is much prettier than your cross."
Fu Xueyao looked at her masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction.
Her hands are still as skillful as ever.
Lu Xingzhou stared at his new look in the mirror and was lost for a moment. After a few seconds, his expression became stiff.
Fu Xueyao tied two beautiful bows around his neck.
Fu Xueyao: "Why don't you answer?"
Lu Xingzhou paused and said, "It looks good."
Lu Xingzhou: "Honey, how long do I need to wear it?"
Fu Xueyao looked like she was thinking, and after a few seconds she replied: "You wear it with me, and you can wear it as long as I want."
Lu Xingzhou didn't object and just responded: "Okay."
"Honey, are you still angry now?"
Fu Xueyao tapped the table with her finger and raised her lips: "Just try not to be angry anymore,"
Lu Xingzhou curled his lips: "That's good."
Hearing this, Fu Xueyao's clear and bright eyes dimmed.
The bow she tied didn't match Lu Xingzhou at all.
Neither the color nor the pattern matched the clothes he was wearing now. It could even be said to be ugly.
Lu Xingzhou's temperament was like the ice in the depths of a snow-capped mountain. He was unruly, strong and resolute, with a sense of alienation that made him feel distant from others.
This silk scarf was emerald green with a hint of pink, and it was worn by Lu Xingzhou. It looked completely nondescript and greatly compromised her temperament.
Fu Xueyao thought he would resist, but in the end he just said hello obediently.
He seemed to only care about her mood, and maybe he did too, but compared with it, his own happiness was more important.
This realization made Fu Xueyao's heart feel like a warm current was flowing through her.
Fu Xueyao: "You can take it down when you get in the car."
"But you must wear it during this period."
Lu Xingzhou: "I obey, wife."
At the breakfast table, Lu Yue looked at her uncle and then at her aunt.
"Little aunt, why are you and uncle wearing that thing around your neck?"
Fu Xueyao hesitated for a moment while picking up the food.
Without waiting for her answer.
Lu Yue said to herself again: "I know, my uncle and aunt must both be sick."
"My mother had red dots on her neck before, and they covered her neck."
"But mom is wearing a long dress, not the short strip of cloth around your neck."
Sister-in-law Lu covered Lu Yue's mouth in embarrassment.
Lu Yue shook her head unhappily: "Mom, why did you cover my mouth?"
Sister-in-law Lu: "Mom wants you to eat well. Look, you only took two bites of breakfast."
Lu Yue did not choose to listen to her mother this time. She had not spoken to her aunt for a long time.
"No, I want to talk to my little aunt." He said holding his own small bowl and sitting next to Fu Xueyao.
