Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

He stayed at Lu's house until late at night before returning.

Because of getting married, Fu Duoli had to move from where she lived to Yutang Lake, Jiang Mucheng's villa.

Sure enough, only the two of them were left in the huge villa.

Jiang Mucheng stepped into the bedroom first, and stood at the door of the bedroom, barely blocking the door with his body.

Looking at Fu Duoli, she said with a strange expression: "You can come in if you want, but you can only come in after I have finished taking a shower."

He will not give this woman another chance to peek at himself.

Fu Duoli frowned slightly, and couldn't help but glared at him, then her voice sank: "You go to the next door to wash."

The guest room was not cleaned, but the bathroom inside was usable.

Jiang Mucheng didn't expect that woman Fu Duoli wanted to drive him out.

Immediately unhappy, he said, "How can that be, this is my house."

"You, you live in my house, and you should listen to me."

In the last sentence, it was obvious that Jiang Mucheng had no confidence in what he said.

Because when they got married, in order to show sincerity, Fang Yiru wrote Fu Duoli's name on the house.

After all, when a daughter-in-law gets married, she is a member of her own family.

Whose name is written on the house is different.

Fu Duoli obviously knew this, she blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "You didn't drink at night, so you got on top."

After speaking, he pushed away the man in front of him and went straight back to the bedroom.

Ignoring Jiang Mucheng who was behind him, he climbed onto the bed, took a pillow from the side and put it in the middle, and said firmly, "Half for each person, well water does not interfere with river water."

"Fu Duoli, what do you mean?"

Jiang Mucheng was taken aback, and looked at the '[-]th line' that Fu Duoli had drawn for himself.

Suspected that this woman was playing hard to get with him.

It must be because she didn't touch her on the wedding night, she was angry with herself.

Women, they are all so duplicity.

"It's nothing interesting. I just slept on the same bed with you and didn't believe in your masculinity."

Fu Duoli spoke calmly, got off the bed, opened the closet, took out her pajamas, and went straight to the bathroom.

The movements were done in one go, and Jiang Mucheng didn't recover until the bathroom door closed.

Obviously he said he wanted to take a shower first, but this woman snatched his bathroom again.

Angrily, she wanted to grab it, but just as she turned around, she saw that exquisite figure on the frosted glass of the bathroom.

Obviously, Fu Duoli has not discovered the mystery of this bathroom.

The glass is from the inside to the outside, so naturally you can't see a little bit of the outside scene.

But unfortunately, the glass wall is blurry when viewed from the outside to the inside.

However, this kind of hazy and vague picture, which seems to be invisible, is more seductive.

Jiang Mucheng turned around quickly, bowed his head and left the bedroom the next second.

When Fu Duoli came out of the bathroom, Jiang Mucheng was nowhere to be seen in the room.

This man was obedient, and he actually went to the next door to take a shower.

Fu Duoli changed her clothes and went to bed indifferently, and soon fell asleep.

I don't know if I'm still not used to changing places.

When turning over in the middle of the night, Fu Duoli suddenly woke up, only to find that the seat beside her was still empty.

The lights in the bedroom are still on, but the position around him is as smooth as before.

Obviously, after the man left, he never came back.

Fu Duoli was taken aback for a moment at first, then regained her composure, her sleepiness gradually dissipated, and her brows frowned slightly.

This man, if he doesn't know how to take a bath, he can have an accident.

I didn't want to talk to each other at first, but there were only two of them in the whole room.

It is also against the law to do nothing to save oneself.

Although he was not very willing, Fu Duoli took his coat and got up.

Although this house has many rooms, when decorating, it was obvious that the decorator had thought of her relationship with Jiang Mucheng.

Not all rooms are furnished.

In addition to some necessary function halls, there are two study rooms.

Although the other rooms have been renovated, they are empty and unfurnished.

After searching all the rooms, Fu Duoli stood at the door of Jiang Mucheng's study.

If she remembered correctly, Jiang Mucheng's study didn't even have a sofa.

Isn't this man going to sleep on the floor?

There is no bed, he sleeps on the floor.

Is there really nothing serious?

Fu Duoli was thinking, and slowly approached the study.

After gently knocking on the door panel, there was no sound from inside.

Isn't Jiang Mucheng at home?Left in the middle of the night?

But she obviously didn't hear the sound of the car, it couldn't be that she slept too hard and didn't hear the sound of leaving.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back to the room, a strong smell of incense seemed to come out from the crack in the door.

Fu Duoli... is on fire?

Fu Duoli was taken aback, before she had time to call the people inside, she pushed the door lock subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, the door was not locked.

Fu Duoli opened it easily, and as soon as he entered, he saw Jiang Mucheng pull out the fresh incense that had just been inserted into the incense burner, and throw it into the trash can.

In a panic, he wanted to take a tablecloth and cover the Songzi Guanyin.

Although Jiang Mucheng moved quickly, Fu Duoli still saw it.

His gaze swept across the "Curse of Pure Heart" on the table, and he couldn't help falling on Jiang Mucheng's face.

He stays up late at night and recites scriptures here. Does he really plan to become a monk?

It seems that I hindered his practice.

"You, why are you here?"

In a panic, Jiang Mucheng could only turn around and use his body to block Fu Duoli's sight.

The handsome face was unnaturally turned aside, but the chin did not forget to be raised high.

"Oh, seeing that you haven't returned to your room, I thought you were washed away by the sewer when you took a shower."

Fu Duoli was very indifferent.

But Jiang Mucheng was not angry today.

It's just a habitual retort: ​​"What washed away, I'll go back right away."

Unexpectedly, he wanted to go back to sleep.

Fu Duoli nodded clearly, after all, there is only one bed in this room.

In such a cold day, sleeping on the floor is really aggrieved.

"Then I'll go back first, hurry up."

Don't disturb her sleep for a while.

After Fu Duoli finished speaking casually, she turned and left.

Jiang Mucheng stood where he was, and the words 'Hurry up! '

Fu Duoli is inviting him.

This woman was really greedy for his body, after pretending for so many days, she finally couldn't hold it back anymore.

Jiang Mucheng pursed his lips tightly, with a low expression on his face, as if he was trying his best to bear it.

He had just sworn to the Bodhisattva that he would never be seduced by that woman Fu Duoli.

However, if Fu Duoli invited him on his own initiative, and if it was a woman who couldn't hold back first... this Bodhisattva probably wouldn't blame him for his slip of the tongue!

Jiang Mucheng's expression changed again and again, it was obvious that he was struggling fiercely in his heart.

Soon, he turned his head with a serious face, glanced at Songzi Guanyin in front of him, and muttered softly.

"My disciple is already married and has fallen into the world of mortals. If I withdraw at this time, it will be irresponsible to the marriage and the elders. The Buddhist teachings say that compassion is in the heart, so how can I have the heart to let them down?"

If Fu Duoli wants to use force on him, he should also fulfill his obligation, right?