Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Lin Nuan bit down on her lip and used her left hand to reach out to Fu Huai’an’s neck, her fingers clenching on to his stiff collar while carefully avoiding the glowing red butt of his cigarette. She lowered her gaze as her right hand started to unbutton Fu Huai’an’s shirt with trembling fingers.

Fu Huai’an squinted his eyes slightly. He grabbed Lin Nuan’s right hand and said in his deep magnetic voice, “What are you doing?”

Tonight, Wen Moshen’s call and text, along with Lin Nuan crying for Wen Moshen, all made Fu Huai’an feel slightly frustrated, unable to fully concentrate on work.

His mind was filled with the image of Lin Nuan secretly using a tissue to wipe away her tears in the car.

His possessiveness towards Lin Nuan was slowly increasing day by day.

Lin Nuan was unable to stare straight into Fu Huai’an’s jet-black pupils, but she didn’t want Fu Huai’an to think she was regretful and forcing herself to do it. So she finally forced herself to raise her head and look at Fu Huai’an, saying, “Huai’an… I want you.”

Fu Huai’an’s pupils dilated slightly. His teeth sunk into the cigarette in his mouth, and his jaw and body turned rigid.

Fu Huai’an had planned to let Lin Nuan rest well since she was sick, but she took the initiative and came to invite him instead!

Lin Nuan’s “Huai’an… I want you”, made heat rush to the top of Fu Huai’an’s head, his heart beating faster.

He looked into Lin Nuan’s misty eyes and saw in her shy gaze that she wasn’t forcing herself to do this…

Fu Huai’an resisted the urge to immediately press Lin Nuan against the desk, instead slowly removing the cigarette he was smoking as he fixed his dark gaze on her. He let out a puff of white smoke to the side, the move making him look all the more attractive.

He pressed the remaining cigarette into the ashtray and pushed his knee in between Lin Nuan’s legs. He grabbed Lin Nuan’s hand, which was lingering on his buttons, and moved it around his narrow waist…

Lin Nuan felt shy and wanted to pull her hand back, but Fu Huai’an held on to it tightly.

He spoke into Lin Nuan’s ear with his slightly rough voice filled with lust, saying, “You said you want it, so what are you afraid of? You don’t even dare to touch me, yet you still say you want me? Hmm?”

Lin Nuan’s heart thundered against her chest, and her face turned red from Fu Huai’an’s words. She was so nervous that she completely forgot what she was supposed to do, saying, “Don’t… don’t be like that!”

“Like what?” asked Fu Huai’an in return.

Fu Huai’an had to admit that seeing Lin Nuan all shy cleared up the gloom in his heart.

“Since Mrs. Fu is taking the initiative, I have nothing to offer in return except getting hard as a tribute…” said Fu Huai’an as he pressed his lips against Lin Nuan’s sensitive ears, brushing against her skin each time they parted. “Take a guess… How great of a tribute do I have?”

It was as though something exploded within Lin Nuan, and she felt a familiar feeling that messed up the rhythm of her breathing. She tried to pull her hand back, but Fu Huai’an brought it to his belt buckle, saying, “Mrs. Fu… Unbuckle it!”

She held Fu Huai’an’s belt buckle in her palm as his breathy command echoed in her ears…

She lowered her head and was struggling to unbuckle his belt with one hand, so she lowered her other arm from around Fu Huai’an’s neck to do it with both hands…

After Fu Huai’an’s belt was removed, his panting by Lin Nuan’s ears grew heavier. She looked up at Fu Huai’an, feeling so nervous that her eyelashes were trembling. She tried to force herself to say the words that she had practiced internally countless times, but once she opened her mouth, she couldn’t bring herself to really say them.