Chapter 697 Cousin Remarries 3

"No..." he said.

Tears suddenly rolled down the corners of the woman's eyes.

The strength that was holding the man's hand also dissipated in an instant.

Fu Jinmo felt it and understood the unspoken meaning in her words. Because he understood it, he felt annoyed. Especially after seeing the tears on her face, the annoyance became more dangerous.

So, the moment the woman withdrew her hand, the man turned around and held the white and tender hand tightly.

"Hui Ying."

His eyes were fixed on her.

"you……"

"How will you be here?"

The woman met those aggressive eyes, stammering as if awakened from a dream. She quickly stood up and struggled to get out of his grasp.

"Let, let me go."

The woman was dressed in white, with a worried look on her face. When she struggled, her almond-shaped eyes were clearly filled with tears, but she forced herself to keep them wide open. Bluffing.

"Don't let it go."

Instead of letting her go, the man pushed her into the corner of the bed, his tall body blocking her way.

He surrounded her path completely.

The two were too close, and the cold fragrance of the man and the fresh fragrance of the woman mixed together.

He was getting closer and closer. The woman was frightened and reached out her hand and pushed him hard.

"Brother, please respect yourself!"

"Have some self-respect?!" The man was naturally not pushed away. He was even stimulated by these two words and directly handcuffed the woman's hands behind her back.

"Huiying, don't you like me anymore?" Every word he said was filled with grievance and sharpness.

"Or did Xiao Ye Ze really give you some kind of love potion that made you ignore me?"

The woman was startled: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm not talking nonsense." Fu Jinmo lowered his eyes, and moved his lips slightly closer. His hand caressed the woman's red lips.

The woman trembled slightly and quickly turned her head to avoid it.

Fu Jinmo's hand was suspended in the air for a moment.

The deep expression on his face suddenly froze, and his eyes suddenly showed madness. He suppressed his anger and said, "I gave you my token when I left Beijing that day. It is a token that only my future wife can have."

"I want to marry you, Huiying, when I return to Beijing."

When the woman heard this, her long eyelashes trembled slightly and her eyes turned red instantly, but she shook her head violently.

"I'm already married! Cousin, I can pretend that nothing happened today. Go away, go away!"

"I don't want any token from you either, I don't want it!"

"I won't leave." Fu Jinmo refused to leave, and even hugged the woman and held her shoulders: "It was Xiao Ye Ze who took you away from me."

"It's him."

"I just asked him to look after you. I never thought of asking him to marry you!"

"My husband has saved me many times!" When he approached, the woman became mad and bit the man's shoulder. She bit hard and there was a smell of blood in her mouth.

Fu Jinmo did not utter any cry of pain. He hugged the person in his arms tighter and patted her back gently.

"Hui Ying, I came back late..."

"You should blame me."

The woman pushed the man away directly, tears in her eyes, but she was very determined, "Go away!"

"I don't like you! My heart is already with my husband!"

"Only on my husband."

"Hiss~" The moment she finished speaking, her collarbone was bitten by the man.

The man tried extra hard, obviously not wanting to hear certain words.

With a "pa!" sound, Sheng Huan panicked and slapped the person.

When she threw it over, she was stunned, looking at the man's stiff face, trembling lips, but in the end he was stubborn and said nothing.

The man tilted his head and looked at the woman with red eyes, then he squatted down.

A big hand wiped away the tears from the woman's eyes. The expressionless man lowered his head and said softly:

"I do not mind."

"I didn't explain it clearly to Huiying before."

"It was my fault."

"That's why I lost you."

The woman's eyes were filled with tears. She tried hard to hold back her tears and even thought this scene was ridiculous:

"Why bother? I don't like you anymore. We are not destined to be together..."

"Brother, you are already the emperor. In the future, you will have many better women, and I will also have many cousins-in-law..."

"No, I won't."

The man's fingers moved forward and inserted directly into the gaps between the woman's fingers.

He is unwilling and will not compromise in this life.

She turned her face away.

"meeting."

She seemed tired: "I have to mourn for my husband. Your Majesty, please go back."

Fu Jinmo's heart ached when he felt her distant look.

Countless negative emotions surged in his heart in an instant.

She would stay away from him and she would never want to see her again.

She will always love Xiao Ye Ze... and she will never stop loving him.

Thinking of this, Fu Jinmo's eyes turned dark and he exploded again.

"Hui Ying, you are mine."

There was a heavy voice in the woman's ears, and then her chin was lifted up, a warm touch fell on her lips, and then it was crushed hard.

The woman's pupils widened. After she realized what was happening, she bit her lips. The smell of blood spread, and she slapped the man's chest desperately.

The man's shirt was accidentally torn open in the chaos, revealing his muscular body...

Sheng Huan accidentally glanced at it and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, but it seemed like an illusion and he quickly looked away.

And Fu Jinmo, until the very end, he was still unwilling to let go.

As time passed, the woman's strength became weaker and weaker, and finally she had difficulty breathing and fainted.

The man held the soft person in his arms with his strong arms. His breathing became unstable. He lowered his head and stroked the woman's blushing cheeks possessively.

"Hui Ying, you are mine."

"Xiao Ye Ze can't take it away. He can't take it away."

There was a perverted paranoia in the man's eyes.

"You can only love me."

He kissed that bright red.

"You can only love me."

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[Oh no! Host, you have encountered a pervert.]

458 yelled: [No. Actually, all the men in your previous world have the potential to be perverts.]

What 458 didn't say was that those people didn't become completely perverted because the host was always by their side, giving them no chance to become perverted.

[Really?] Sheng Huan hugged his shoulders.

[Yes.] 458 nodded seriously.

Which of those guys doesn't want to monopolize his wife?

For example, the twins before, the three of them were clearly together.

When doing that, he was thinking of all kinds of ways, and he did everything he could to get his brother drunk. Tsk tsk, he understands the desire for exclusivity.

Sheng Huan didn't know what 458 was thinking. She touched her chin thoughtfully: [Quite sexy...]

She didn't expect Fu Jinmo to be like this, but she didn't seem very surprised.

[Ah? Sexy?] 458 puzzled: [Host, what are you talking about, what...sexy?]

[Nothing, kids, don’t ask.] Sheng Huan waved his hand.

As for mourning, please, elves don’t need to mourn.

But some plays have to be performed.

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