Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Even after Fu Lingye carried Mu Tongrui into the car, she did not seem to stop.

“I want to drink! Guo Guo! Where’s my wine?”

She pounced on Fu Lingye, falling into his embrace.

This startled Fu Lingye slightly. Finally, he lifted his arm and pulled her into his embrace.

He was unable to drive as she was clinging onto him. He had no choice but to sit in the car and keep her company.

After a while, Mu Tongrui lifted her face, smiling, “Guo Guo, let’s hire a gigolo! I have never done that before!”

Upon hearing that, his lips twitched and he scowled.

Fu Lingye felt his chest tighten inexplicably, as if he had inadvertently become a cuckold.

Hire a gigolo? How dare she! A gigolo!

Due to her drunken stupor, she was unable to feel his anger in that moment. Stroking his arm, she asked coquettishly, “Can we? Let's just hire one! I heard that gigolos are generally exceptionally handsome...”

Mu Tongrui thought to herself; even if she did not require the services of one, her eyes would still be in for a treat.

Just as she was daydreaming, she suddenly felt pain shoot up her bottom.

“Ouch... That hurts!”

She was slapped on her bottom by a huge hand.

“Why did you hit me?” Mu Tongrui glared angrily at him.

Searching for a gigolo, are you? Fu Lingye thought. Rolling over, he trapped her underneath his body. His cold thin lips forcefully kissed her drunken ones.

The sudden act made Mu Tongrui widen her eyes. Initially, she struggled against him. However, once she smelled the clear familiar male fragrance, she obediently closed her eyes and lifted her face, submitting to his deep and domineering kiss.

Taking the initiative, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

only did her actions make Fu Lingye unhappy, but it also made him more annoyed. With a fierce, icy stare, he glared at

mistake him for a

had not come to her senses. She slowly opened her eyes and stared at him with

listened to her grievances. “Why didn't you help me? Why do you always stand by Xiang Nanqian? Why didn't you trust me? It wasn't I who plagiarized Xiang Nanqian's

down her cheeks. Fu Lingye

his hand and wipe the tears off her face with his fingers. With a deep voice, he probed, “Is this the reason you resigned and left the

to hear what he said. Instead, she buried herself in his embrace, muttering, “You were fierce to me... and my Sweetheart too... I

would he have been fierce

in a low, muffled voice, “But I-I can't help but miss you... Fu Lingye, I like you. Tell me, how do I stop liking you? I don't want to like you... You're

lifted her chin with his fingers, lowered his head and kissed her in

was deep, fervent

away from her. Resting his forehead gently against hers, he spoke in his deep, gravelly voice, “There is no way for you to stop liking me, you can continue to like

like an imperious,

sulked, tears flowing, “I like you, but what is the

did not like her,

had long been red due to her crying. He comforted, “If you do

halfway? He did not want to

......

Tongrui back to the Fu family's villa as Old Master Fu had been recently discharged. If he was to bring the intoxicated Mu Tongrui back,

they finally entered the abode and

fell into the bed

be able to catch her in a kiss. In such close

shook her head and did not let go, adding, “No, if I were to

as she wanted. In reality, she would not dare speak such conceited

was her dream and she had full autonomy

her bolder. Tilting her

Lingye's face darkened and he curled the corners of his thin lips. With a playful gaze, he asked,

Mu Tongrui nodded vehemently.

I'll let go of all restraints and let passion take the wheel,” she thought to herself. A drunken

darkened, “You asked for it, there will

fell fast asleep under

asleep so