After the flash marriage, the fierce Jiuye kissed and hugged every day

Hearing the meaning of his words, Wen Zhihe was so scared that she immediately retracted her feet.

Turning around and looking at him, there was a dangerous signal in his deep phoenix eyes, as if he was not joking with her.

If she really got out of bed, she was afraid that she would not be able to bear the serious consequences of his words.

Wen Zhihe thought it over again and again, and finally sat back in his original seat obediently.

"The bed is big enough for two people to sleep in. It's getting late, so go to bed early."

After Fu Yuheng finished speaking, he put his hands under his head, lay flat and closed his eyes. He had not had a good rest from yesterday to today. He did not speak again, but closed his eyes and began to sleep.

Wen Zhihe sat on the bed, staring at someone. On the surface, she didn't dare to do anything to him, but in her heart, she was almost crushing Fu Yuheng to pieces.

He was so domineering. She was kind enough to leave such a big bed to him, but he was not happy about it and even threatened her.

Humph! Damn it ?? ? ? ? ??

He couldn't win the fight, and a wise man wouldn't suffer a loss in front of him, so Wen Zhihe could only admit defeat and lie down obediently.

Wen Zhihe was lying on the bed, tossing and turning but couldn't fall asleep.

As soon as she closed her eyes, her mind would think of that night before. Fu Yuheng seemed like a different person. He kissed and hugged her and refused to let go. Something that shouldn't have happened almost happened.

My mind was in a mess and I couldn't fall asleep. The more I thought about her, the more I couldn't sleep.

Wen Zhihe simply sat up. She had to think of a strategy. She got out of bed and found a rope from somewhere.

The rope was very long, almost as long as the bed, and there were a few small silver bells hanging on it.

Hearing the crisp sound of a bell, Fu Yuheng opened his eyes and looked at her, "What are you doing?"

Wen Zhihe tied one end of the rope to the head of the bed and the other end to the foot of the bed.

The rope separated her and Fu Yuheng, as if there was a Chu River and Han River between them.

Fu Yuheng sat up, "Zhizhi, what do you mean?"

After Wen Zhihe had tied everything up, she placed the pillows in place and said, "Go to sleep."

"Is this sleeping? Then why is there this thing in the middle?"

Fu Yuheng reached out and touched the small bell on the rope. It made a clear and loud sound with just the slightest touch.

Wen Zhihe thought that if Fu Yuheng suddenly got sick after she fell asleep and wanted to do something to her, as long as he touched her slightly, she would wake up immediately when she heard the sound.

There can also be a defensive policy, otherwise, if she is in a deep sleep, she won't know what he does to her.

It would be too late if she waited for him to react.

Just like the night before, she was sleeping so soundly that she didn't even know when he got into bed and hugged her.

She didn't want what happened that night to happen again, the thought of it made her scared.

Fu Yuheng finally saw clearly that the little girl was guarding against him.

Who do they think of him? They are so defensive against him.

It was the first time that he was treated like this. Fu Yuheng's face instantly turned cold, his black eyes were filled with icy air, and he called her name, "Wen Zhihe."

Wen Zhihe lay on her side on the bed, listening to him calling her name. She turned around, blinked her clear and innocent eyes, looked at him, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Looking at the innocent expression on the little girl's face, the anger in Fu Yuheng's heart somehow subsided. Looking at his lovely little wife with such a soft and cute appearance, his heart softened all of a sudden.

His wife is so lovely, how could he be mean to her? He absolutely wouldn’t do that. It is absolutely impossible for him to be mean to her.

Then someone said the most cowardly words in the cruelest tone, "Besides grandma, you are the first person who dares to do this to me."

From childhood to adulthood, no one except his grandmother dared to treat him like this.

She was an exception, and she was the only one who treated him like this, so he didn't dare to do anything to her.

Fu Yuheng was completely defeated by Wen Zhihe.

"Forget it, go to sleep."

Fu Yuheng lay down and looked at the rope in the middle, feeling disgusted.

I really want to take a pair of scissors and cut it off with a few clicks so that it doesn't get in the way.

Wen Zhihe had no other choice. It was because of him that night that he acted like he was having a seizure, hugging her, kissing and touching her. She had no choice but to resort to this last resort to prevent any future problems.

With this rope as the middle line, it is like having a protective umbrella. Wen Zhihe now feels a little more at ease and not so messy.

She closed her eyes and waited to fall asleep.

The dark sky outside the window is filled with sparkling stars, twinkling over the entire city, immersing it in the silent night.

The people in the room slowly fell into the world of dreams and slept soundly.

If Fu Yuheng wanted to cross the line, it would only take a few minutes, but he respected and loved her, so he didn't cross the line.

But you can still hold your wife's hand for a while.

Fu Yuheng held her hand quietly, little by little, not daring to use too much force. He just gently and tenderly held Wen Zhihe's small hand in his palm.

The two of them lay flat like this, he held her hand, his eyes full of her.

Holding his wife's little hand, Fu Yuheng felt comfortable and at ease, and fell asleep unknowingly.

This night was the most comfortable and longest sleep he had ever had.

With her by his side, his world seemed to become softer and calmer.

the next day.

Fu Yuheng woke up first. Looking at the woman sleeping beside him, he couldn't help but lower his head and give her a gentle kiss on the forehead.

Then get up and go to the bathroom to wash up.

When Wen Zhihe woke up, he had already finished washing up and came out of the bathroom.

Nothing strange seemed to happen last night.

She slept very comfortably, without getting up during the night, without being startled, and without having nightmares.

Before, when she slept at home, she often had nightmares, in which she dreamed that they beat her severely with a broom.

She was beaten all over with bruises, and it hurt so much. Besides the physical pain, what hurt even more was the wound in her heart.

That kind of nightmare often accompanied her, but since entering the Fu family, she had nightmares less and less frequently. Just like last night, she slept very well and comfortably without having a nightmare.

It would be great if I didn’t have nightmares every day.

Fu Yuheng still changed her dressings every morning, noon, and evening, and he personally fed her each meal one mouthful at a time.

Just like that, a week later, Wen Zhihe's leg injury finally healed.

There was no scar left, and it returned to its original state as if there had never been an injury.

Only after her wound healed did Fu Yuheng allow her to get out of bed. Today was her first day at work.

After washing up, Wen Zhihe walked into the cloakroom and saw Fu Yuheng changing clothes.

As soon as the white shirt was put on him, his sexy abdominal muscles and pectoral muscles were exposed in front of her.

Wen Zhihe's fair face turned red instantly.

She quickly turned around, her back to him, "What are you doing?"

"Put on some clothes."

Fu Yuheng did not intend to put it on himself. He slowly walked behind her, bent down close to her burning ears, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Help me put it on."