C31 (2/2)

Ugh …” Unable to speak, Joanna could only groan in protest. She pressed her hands against his chest and tried desperately to push him away, but the gap was too great and he did not move a muscle. Instead, he confined her even more tightly.

Just when she thought she was about to suffocate, he released his grip and stared at her without a word.

Joanna wiped her mouth, tears still in her eyes. How could he treat his wife like this? Was Fu Siming crazy?

If he didn't run now, then when!

Before he could even touch the door handle, he was stopped by Fu Siming, who pressed her down.

”Fu Siming, have you gone crazy!?” Don't touch me! ”Let go!”

”Don't forget, you're my wife. ”Joan, you think I won't touch you even if others can?”

Qiao Anxiao was truly angry. Would she have risked so much to see him if she hadn't wanted to help him scout out Wen Ziqi's offer? Fu Siming was too heartless. How could he say such a thing!?

”Don't you find me dirty?” He asked with a hint of ridicule in his tone. Who said before that he didn't want to touch her because she was dirty?

[What the hell is a man doing if he didn't slap his face?]

Fosmin said nothing. His eyes, as black as ink, stared at Johansson, and then he took a punitive bite on her earlobe.

Does this man belong to a dog?

She snorted, angry and anxious. ”You bastard!”

His entire face was red with anger and shyness. Even his neck and earlobes were tainted with a suspicious blush.

He leaned over and whispered into her ear with a smile that was not a smile, ”Bastard?” ”I can let you see something even more scoundrelly …”