Mr Fu, I Really Love You

The scene of Fu Huai’an grabbing Wang Quan by his collar and punching him replayed countlessly in Lin Nuan’s mind, and every time she thought of it, there was an indescribable feeling in her heart.

For the past few years, many people had been wooing Lin Nuan, but the only person who was willing to raise his fists for her was Fu Huai’an.

Lin Nuan didn’t know if it was a misconception, but when Fu Huai’an punched Wang Quan, it gave her the feeling that he was the only one in the world who could defend her.

The man’s smell invaded and surrounded Lin Nuan—while her brain was running wild, Fu Huai’an had placed her onto the counter.

Lin Nuan was surprised, and her arms tightened around Fu Huai’an’s neck.

When their gazes met, Lin Nuan clearly saw the crazy lust in Fu Huai’an’s dark eyes.

The man forced Lin Nuan’s long legs apart and stood closer to her, kissing her as his large hand slid down her waist. He pressed her against himself and dominated the kiss, forcing Lin Nuan to lean back.

Fu Huai’an’s kiss burned up Lin Nuan, burning away all of her messy thoughts and it was as though there were only the two of them left in the whole universe.

Their actions grew more intense.

Fu Huai’an’s breaths got heavier, and he carried Lin Nuan up with his strong muscled arm under her butt.

Lin Nuan’s gasp was swallowed by Fu Huai’an as she panicked and hugged his neck. Her legs tightened around his narrow waist, and Fu Huai’an carried her to the couch in the living room.

When her lips were released, Lin Nuan’s chest heaved up and down in large motions—even the couch behind her back felt hot.

Lin Nuan felt extremely embarrassed when she locked gazes with Fu Huai’an, trying to push the heavy body on top of her away.

“Move away first,” Lin Nuan said, her voice sounding sultry from desire. Her gaze flickered about anxiously as she said, “The water will boil over soon!”

“The stove is already turned off.”

The man’s heavy and hot pants heated Lin Nuan’s sensitive ears.

Lin Nuan turned her head in avoidance, showing off her elegant neckline and looking all the more seductive.

Lin Nuan raised her blurry gaze towards the kitchen with difficulty and indeed, the stove had already been turned off by Fu Huai’an at some point in time.

The next second, Fu Huai’an’s burning hot lips landed on Lin Nuan’s neck. She couldn’t help but let out low moans, and her fingers grabbed tightly onto Fu Huai’an’s clothes.

Fu Huai’an knew that Lin Nuan wasn’t wearing a bra under her blouse.

His hand slid under Lin Nuan’s blouse, and the smooth feel of her skin drove Fu Huai’an crazy. He continued moving his hand upwards and grabbed her soft breasts, squeezing them to pleasure Lin Nuan.

Lin Nuan bit her lips, placing one hand onto Fu Huai’an’s head buried in her neck while placing the other on his hand under her shirt. She felt tingles run up her spine, and she struggled to close her legs together as she said, “Don’t…”

Her lust-filled voice only fuelled Fu Huai’an’s desire.

After the intense make-out, sweat covered both Fu Huai’an and Lin Nuan.

Lin Nuan’s hair that was tied up by Fu Huai’an just before was loose once more, some stray strands sticking onto her perspiring face.

Fu Huai’an’s hand lightly caressed Lin Nuan’s head to comfort her while he observed her expression, spending a lot of effort to control himself.

Lin Nuan’s whole body was prepared to take Fu Huai’an, but he simply continued to kiss her while his hand searched for something on the back of the couch.

When he finally felt his suit jacket, he reached into the pocket to take out the box of condoms as he let go of Lin Nuan’s lips.

Her gaze uncontrollably looked towards his hand.