flstandardbreds Chapter 108 The Resentful Husband Who Failed to Seduce Her—Does He Really Love Her?
Chapter 108 The Resentful Husband Who Failed to Seduce Her—Does He Really Love Her?
Fu Zhirang gently put down the hairdryer, patted the little head in his arms, his eyes filled with a smile, and his voice was incredibly gentle, "Baby, are you sleepy?"
Sang Ling nodded dazedly.
I haven't been sleeping well for the past few days. After taking a shower and relaxing, I was overcome by sleepiness.
Fu Zhirang knew that the little girl had been tired these past few days, so he picked her up and put her in bed with heartache, then lay down next to her and gently embraced her.
He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, then gently patted her and coaxed, "Go to sleep."
Sang Ling closed her eyes, then suddenly sat up a few seconds later.
"What's wrong?" Fu Zhirang also sat up, watching the little girl get out of bed and rummage through drawers and cabinets, then come back with a small bottle.
She reached out and started to pull off his clothes.
Fu Zhirang took her hand, his eyes unreadable as he whispered, "Didn't you say you were tired?"
Sang Ling blinked and nodded. She was a little tired, but she had to get the important things done first.
Seeing that the little girl wouldn't give up, Fu Zhirang's eyes darkened slightly, and his voice became slightly hoarse, "You really want to?"
Sang Ling nodded again, but still couldn't budge him, which made her a little annoyed.
"What are you doing? Let go."
Fu Zhirang stared intently at her, his Adam's apple bobbing, his eyes dark and inky. "You're too tired. I'm afraid you can't take it. How about another day?"
“If you don’t change, let go.” Sang Ling glared at him angrily.
After a long while, Fu Zhirang slowly released his grip.
Sang Ling successfully took off his clothes, and his strong and perfect body was exposed under the light.
However, behind him lay a trail of wounds.
Sang Ling frowned deeply as she looked at the injury on her back.
Although she gave him a fast-healing medicine immediately, his injuries were so severe that it took only one day for the wounds to fully heal.
After checking the injuries, Sang Ling touched him all over to examine his bones.
It's confirmed that he has some fractures, which are slowly healing due to the medication, but he will probably still be in a lot of pain.
But he didn't show it at all.
He even climbed over the wall to find her as if nothing had happened, which suddenly made Sang Ling very angry again.
Suddenly, a muffled groan came from beside me, mixed with soft and heavy panting, as if someone was holding back something.
Sang Ling looked up, "Does it hurt a lot?"
She thought she had touched his wound and made him feel pain.
Fu Zhirang's eyes reddened, his lips pursed, and his deep, shimmering eyes stared straight at her. For some reason, the tips of his ears also turned red.
Sang Ling hurriedly tried to back away, but he grabbed her waist with one hand and forcefully trapped her in his arms.
He lowered his head and buried it in her neck, whispering sweet nothings.
His burning lips pressed against her neck, moving up to behind her ear, where she heard his hoarse, restrained voice.
"Baby, I love you so much."
The seductive ending note was incredibly sexy.
Sang Ling's ears went numb instantly, a strange, tingling sensation.
Just as Fu Zhirang kissed Sang Ling and placed her on the bed, preparing to go further, the girl pressed her hand on the wound on his back.
In an instant, Fu Zhirang broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.
"hiss."
The little girl's angry voice could still be heard in my ear, "If you're injured, behave yourself and stop moving around."
five minutes later.
Fu Zhirang lay on the bed, letting the young girl apply medicine to the wound on his back, while he buried himself in the pillow, feeling sorry for himself, like a resentful husband.
Sang Ling applied the medicine while yawning.
Fu Jiaojiao's head bobbed up and down with sleepiness, which hurt her several times.
Fu Yuanfu, who was feeling sorry for himself, turned around and saw her like this. His resentment immediately dissipated. He sighed, got up and pulled her into his arms.
He took the ointment from her hand and placed it on the bedside table, then gently held her in his arms and patted her to sleep.
"Okay, baby, go to sleep."
He patted the little girl's head and chuckled helplessly.
Oh well, if he doesn't succeed this time, he'll just try again next time.
After making a fuss for so long, the two finally fell asleep.
However, a sudden clap of thunder woke Fu Zhirang in the middle of the night, and he heard strange and eerie sounds in his ears.
"Hey hey hey..."
"Jie Jie Jie..."
Then he heard a rustling sound, as if something was crawling by.
Coupled with the occasional flashes of lightning outside, the surroundings felt eerie and sinister.
Fu Zhirang frowned in confusion. Why did he feel that the Sang family was so strange?
The person in his arms shifted restlessly, and he quickly lowered his head to gently pat and coax, "It's okay, go to sleep."
After trying to soothe her for a while, the little girl still frowned, looking like she wasn't sleeping soundly. So Fu Zhirang got up and carried her slowly around the dark room.
He gently patted her back like he was soothing a child, walking and comforting her as he went.
"Baby, be good, your brother is here."
Even the cold, dark room couldn't hide the overflowing tenderness.
As he walked, Fu Zhirang suddenly turned his head to look out the window, where something flashed by.
When Sang Ling woke up the next day, no one was beside her.
She rubbed her tired cheeks, sat on the bed in a daze for a while, and then cupped her face in her hands, puzzled.
Strange, she seemed to have a dream last night, but why can't she remember it at all now?
She shook her head as she went downstairs and bumped into Qu Mian, who was also going downstairs.
He greeted her slowly, "Good morning."
The other person glanced at her, then walked straight downstairs.
Sang Ling tilted her head in confusion.
Are these quadruplets mute?
When I went downstairs, I found that the table was full of people.
Sang's father and Sang Ce returned at some point, each guarding their own young wives, and the scene looked quite harmonious.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yan was also there.
Sang Ling sat down at the dining table, and Lin Yan, sitting opposite her, immediately smiled and said, "Sister is back."
"Hmm." Sang Ling responded casually, then asked, "Why weren't you here when I came back yesterday?"
Lin Yan's smile remained unchanged as she calmly replied, "It's my fault; I was so busy studying that I couldn't greet my sister."
"study?"
"Yes, Youyou, Xiaoyan is very talented in calligraphy. His mother specially arranged a calligraphy teacher for him, and he has been learning from the teacher these past few days," said Sang's mother with great pride.
Lin Yan smiled slightly, his expression flawless.
"I see." Sang Ling raised an eyebrow lazily.
“Speaking of which, it’s been several days since I’ve seen Sister Chuyi,” Lin Yan suddenly said.
"Oh, where did Chu Yi go?" Sang's mother exclaimed in surprise.
Sang Ling raised her eyes and said slowly, "She's been a bit busy with work lately."
“Then tell her not to work too hard. If she gets too tired, she can come back. Her parents can support her,” Sang’s mother said with heartache.
Sang Ling nodded vaguely, indicating that she understood.
Qu Mian remained silent, quietly eating her breakfast. Her thick bangs covered half of her face, and her expression was even more obscured when she lowered her head.
It always gives people a lifeless and gloomy feeling.
With dark circles under her eyes, Sang Rou angrily buried her head in her rice.
After dinner, the two domineering CEOs took their respective young wives away, leaving Sang Ling and the other two behind.
Just then, Aunt Wang came over with a smile and asked, "Miss, would you like some soup for lunch?"
Sang Ling: "Okay."
So Wang Ma caught a clucking chicken from somewhere and performed a chicken-killing demonstration in front of her.
Sang Ling: This scene is damn familiar.