Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 285 - 259: Mrs. Fu, You Provoked the Fire

Ji Sang was well aware of what Fu Yisi’s actions meant.

Her lips trembled slightly, accidentally brushing against his fingertips, still feeling the cool temperature of his fingertips.

Ji Sang swallowed, feeling dazed, and once more she saw the scene where the man held flowers and bent over to say,"Welcome, Mrs. Fu."

She had never mentioned to Fu Yisi how every time he called her Mrs. Fu, she felt overjoyed, especially the one this morning.

Having grown up in an orphanage, she was without family, without reliance. After living with the Ji Family for over a decade, she finally experienced what familial affection was; she was the Ji Family’s treasured pearl, she was the Young Lady of the Ji Family.

All because of her parents’ favor.

Now, she was the daughter-in-law of the Fu Family, the Young Lady and Mrs. Fu. She truly felt the clear-minded decision of depending on the Fu Family, on Fu Yisi.

She seemed much bolder now, because the Fu Family, Fu Yisi, stood behind her.

And all this was because of the unabridged doting from Fu Yisi.

Thus, every time she heard Fu Yisi call her Mrs. Fu, it was like a confirmation of this new identity.

This was her husband, the person who would accompany her through the rest of her life.

Ji Sang couldn’t explain why her emotions were so turbulent today, she only knew she needed to express the overflowing emotions now.

She did something very bold.

Ji Sang bit Fu Yisi’s finger.

Not with much force, but enough to let Fu Yisi feel the slight pressure of her teeth against his skin. Fu Yisi paused, and then even the calm emotion in his eyes started stirring.

"What are you doing, hmm?"

Although he asked this, the man moved his finger slightly, teasingly, touching Ji Sang’s soft tongue tip.

Ji Sang was startled by this somewhat brazen action, quickly releasing her mouth, unclear why she had done such a thing.

What Ji Sang didn’t know was how enticing she appeared right now.

Her lips slightly parted, due to Fu Yisi’s intention, had a bit of a watery sheen, and from the man’s angle, it just so happened that he could see the edge of her involuntarily retreating tongue tip.

Pink and soft.

Fu Yisi’s gaze deepened, filled with a dark fire.

The finger she had just held pressed down, rubbing her lips.

Breathing heavier.

The man’s head lowered, buried in Ji Sang’s neck, he took a deep breath, and lightly bit.

"I am going to change your clothes."

Not a question.

Before Ji Sang could react, the man had already picked her up, heading towards the bathroom.

This was clearly not about changing clothes.

Ji Sang sobered up quickly, her hands clutching Fu Yisi’s clothes, her expression anxious, her brows furrowed.

"What are you doing! Put me down now, your wound hasn’t completely healed!"

Ji Sang spoke righteously, but even then, in Fu Yisi’s arms, she didn’t dare to struggle, fearing any movement might touch his wound.

But the man, knowing she wouldn’t dare to move, became even more unbridled, holding Ji Sang, even lightly weighing her.

"I’m already better."

Ji Sang: ....

Fu Yisi placed Ji Sang on the bathroom’s sink, the surface smooth and cold. The moment she was put there, Ji Sang shivered from the cold, shrinking into Fu Yisi’s embrace.

The man chuckled softly

"Sorry."

He slightly exerted strength in his arms, lifting Ji Sang off the surface, then letting her sit in the crook of his arm, isolated from the cold surface.

In this posture, somewhat uncomfortable for Fu Yisi, the two started their intimate spousal conversation.

No, to be exact, it was a one-sided discourse from Fu Yisi.

"Where is the zipper, hmm?"

"Here? Or here?"

"Oh, found it, it’s here."

Fu Yisi, while uttering these blush-inducing words, began to explore behind Ji Sang’s back.

This white dress was fairly simple, using a side hidden zipper design. And above the zipper head was a ruffle for concealment.

So, Fu Yisi took a long time searching.

Indeed, perhaps it was a case of the old saying, the wine was just a pretext, his touches left a searing trail. Hot enough that Ji Sang involuntarily held her breath.

"Fu Yisi...don’t be like this."

It’s torturous.

The man had a bit of a wicked taste.

"Like this? Which way?"

As he spoke, his wandering hand finally stopped at the zipper.

He tugged at it, couldn’t pull it down, but Fu Yisi was in no rush, lowering his head to nuzzle Ji Sang’s neck with his nose.

"Hmm?"

Ji Sang: ....

"I’ll do it myself."

As she spoke, she tried to pry Fu Yisi’s mischievous hand from her waist.

Maybe it was because of the position, but as Ji Sang exerted force, her leg moved slightly.

She accidentally kicked Fu Yisi right there.

The man grunted, startling Ji Sang enough to make her quickly cease her actions.

"What’s wrong, did I touch your wound? Let me see."

As she spoke, she reached to pull open Fu Yisi’s clothes to check.

The man grabbed her hand.

"Do you really want to see?"

Ji Sang looked at him, puzzled.

"What else?"

Fu Yisi’s lips curved up slightly.

"You said it."

After saying this, he grabbed Ji Sang’s hand and placed it there.

Ji Sang: ....

She was startled by the heat of that spot.

Meeting Ji Sang’s horrified gaze, the man chuckled. freёwebnoѵel.com

"Didn’t you say you wanted to see? The place you just mentioned is right here."

His gaze was teasing, provocative, and also a bit lascivious.

Despite his normally abstinent expression, those eyes somehow carried a bewitching allure.

Compared to his usual handsome appearance, it added a hint of devilish charm.

But Ji Sang was not in the mood to appreciate it now.

"Fu Yisi, can you have some shame?"

Ji Sang felt so embarrassed that her face felt extraordinarily hot.

"You know what I’m worried about."

Fu Yisi was completely unconcerned.

"I’m fine."

The meaning of these words was clearly not to let this beautiful night pass calmly.

The man advanced step by step, Ji Sang desperately leaned back, but still ended up in Fu Yisi’s arms.

No escape.

Ji Sang whispered her last protest.

"Fu Yisi, the doctor said you can’t do strenuous exercise."

The man chuckled briefly, breathing a sigh into her ear.

"Mrs. Fu, you’re the one who stoked the fire."

As he spoke, he exerted a bit more strength with his hand, allowing Ji Sang to feel his changes more distinctly.

Ji Sang: ....

"Shall...shall I help you?"

Before they had truly been intimate, Ji Sang had not helped Fu Yisi with her hand, though it was somewhat embarrassing for her; but now, Fu Yisi’s body really wasn’t fit for activity.

And she knew well, once started, Fu Yisi had no restraint at all.