My wife has always been timid

Chapter 150 What kind of happy spring is this?

Zhong Xiner's tone was triumphant and sarcastic, every sentence pierced her heart like a sharp knife in her ears, stimulated every nerve of her, and reminded her how stupid she was.

The good sister she thought she was was actually so vicious and scheming!

Zhong Xiner used her to threaten Fu Xiuyuan to get married. When she realized, Fu Xiuyuan had already refused again, but at the same time, Zhong Xiner was angered.

All she saw was that Zhong Xin'er took a knife and stabbed Fu Xiuyuan's body.

Heart, abdomen, knife after knife...

The glaring red blood quickly stained his white shirt, and that noble man knelt down in front of her and fell into a pool of blood.

Her heart was broken with regret...

She cried and begged Zhong Xiner to stop...

But her cries were drowned in their bantering laughter, and she could only watch them torture and kill Fu Xiuyuan, stabbing and kicking him for fun.

"What Fu Xiuyuan is nothing more than that, but he didn't fight back for a fool!"

"Who made him fall in love with the catastrophe Su Qingcheng? We have to thank Su Qingcheng very much. If it weren't for her, we wouldn't be able to kill Fu Xiuyuan so smoothly. Fu Xiuyuan fell in love with her... Isn't this courting death!"

"Hahaha! One million kidneys! Why don't we cut off Fu Xiuyuan's too!"

Do not--

She hugged the man's body tightly in despair, and waved her hands desperately to keep those people from approaching. Why should he suffer such humiliation for her because he is such a good person!

"I was wrong... Fu Xiuyuan, I know I was wrong... Can you wake up..."

She hugged Fu Xiuyuan's bloody body and wept uncontrollably, her heart was like a knife, but the man would never open his eyes to look at her again.

"Fu Xiuyuan, Fu Xiuyuan..."

The sleeping girl murmured in pain, her wrinkled face was as white as paper, dense sweat permeated her forehead, and the nightmare tormented her like a giant beast.

"Fu Xiuyuan—"

rub!Su Qingcheng woke up from her sleep and sat up, covered in cold sweat, looking in surprise at the somewhat familiar bedroom in front of her.

She froze for a while.

Yes, this is Fu Xiuyuan's room.

"wake up?"

Suddenly a faint voice came from next to his ear, and Su Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat, but he turned his head and fell into another beautiful scene.

A man in a nightgown was lying beside her, gently flipping through a book in his hand.

The neckline of the dark nightgown was already wide open, and the warm morning sun mischievously fell on his body through the window, jumping on his delicate and alluring collarbone...

Further down, the texture is clear...

Gudong... Su Qingcheng swallowed hopelessly, her eyes stared straight.

What kind of good spring is this?

Why did God let her see this visual feast as soon as she woke up?Isn't it only men who have an evil reaction in the morning, okay?

In the next second, the man stretched out his hand and covered her forehead with his big palm, "Did you have a nightmare?"

There was a trace of solemnity in his expression, Ying Mei frowned slightly, as if he had heard her nightmare and was unhappy because of it.

Su Qingcheng's heart suddenly warmed up, and she bent down into his arms, "No..."

No?

Fu Xiuyuan pinched her small face, stared at her with deep eyes, and said in a low voice, "Lying?"

Su Qingcheng, "..."

I knew nothing could be hidden from him.

"It's really nothing, you don't have to worry..." She smiled, reached out and patted his chest comfortingly.

The man's strong and strong chest was flat and smooth, and there were no scars left by so many stabbings in her memory. She touched and touched it fondly, and her eye sockets were hot unknowingly.

It's good if it doesn't hurt.

nice, nice...