The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

Song September completely dare not move, can only let that person's body tightly squeeze itself, her heart beat wildly, not shy, but fear, out of fear of this man.

Two people's skin across the cloth close together, one is warm, the other is a little cold, just like that day

Song Jiujiu tries her best to reduce her sense of existence and wants to retreat, but her back is against the sofa, which is unavoidable.

Maybe this man is on purpose. He just wants to see her embarrassed and panic stricken.

After Fu Tsai took the cigarette, he sat down again in his own position. Yu Guang glanced at the pale face of song September, and the corners of his mouth were hooked. He was even afraid of him.

He didn't read the newspaper any more. He left his newspaper on the table. What he thought, he frowned. His eyes crossed song and September and fell on Fu xueya again.

"Sherya, do you have a lighter?"

Fu xueya is also a little confused. What happened to this second brother this morning? When he was at home before, he never smoked in the morning.

But she just thought about it. After all, her second brother was used to doing whatever he wanted. No one could stop her.

"Yes."

She rummaged in the small bag again, and soon found out a small and exquisite lighter.

Fu Tsai got up again, just like just now, half of her body completely leaned against song September's body. This time, it was longer, not like a short touch. The cold on his body seemed to suddenly become hot. Through the thin cloth, she went straight into her heart.

Song September now finally confirmed that this person was intentional, he was deliberately frightening her.

But to her dismay, she was really frightened, and she could not help shaking at the thought of the despair and struggle in bed that day, and the sound of his merciless tearing up her skirt.

Fu Tsai naturally knew that this man was afraid of him. Her skin was warm and she was trembling faintly. She was too stiff to move.

Be afraid of him, oh, just be afraid.

He returned to his seat, this time there was no longer any trouble for song September. After lighting a cigarette, he smoked faintly, his eyes were dim and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The housekeeper soon served the meal. Bai Wan came in from the outside, holding fresh flowers cut from the garden in his hand and placed them on the white tablecloth.

Several people are silent with breakfast.

"Fu Chen is not here. Since you are the daughter-in-law of the Fu family, you should abide by the rules. Don't do anything to shame the Fu family."

Bai Wan looks at Song September, slowly opens his mouth, his face is still serious.

Song Jiujiu's face turned white and nodded faintly. Her husband was not there. Did she go abroad for treatment?

At this thought, I was relieved.

"You'll live here for a few days."

Bai Wan's next words made her feel more relaxed and blocked in her throat. But it was right to think about it. The newly married daughter-in-law will always be with her parents for a period of time.

Nodding, she panicked at the thought of her strong man sitting next to her, but she couldn't, she couldn't do anything.

He is the second youngest of the Fu family and the boss behind Sheng Teng. Even if she goes to the police, others will only ridicule her as a dreamer. After all, there are too many women in Los Angeles who want to be Fu caiqiang.

What's more, with Fu Tsai's identity, what kind of woman does he want? Does he deserve to rape.

No one will believe her.