Would I Allow a Woman to Sleep on the Couch While I Slept Comfortably on the Bed?

Lin Shiyu's beautiful eyes suddenly gave off a cold look.

Fu Qinglun walked in front of her and supported himself against the dresser with one hand, the other hand leaned against her chair. He surrounded her in his arms forcibly and narrowed his eyes while giving out a chuckle. "Our wedding night three years ago, shall I reenact the scene tonight with you, hm?"

Bam! Lin Shiyu forcefully shoved his palm away and her eyes flashed in warning. "What a pity. I know that you want to have fun with me, but unfortunately for you, I have no intention to play with you."

"Hmph." Fu Qinglun did not respond, instead he turned around and went into the bathroom.

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Ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and Fu Qinglun stepped out. Dressed in navy blue pajamas made of the finest woken silk, his hair was still wet and light flecks of moisture could be seen. The expression on his face mirrored the cold aura he exuded.