Addicted to My Contract-Marriage Husband
Chapter 196: The Magical "Dream

Chapter 196: Chapter 196: The Magical "Dream

Fu Sichen calmly put the lid away, "Learned your lesson about pain, huh? Next time you hit someone, remember to find some help."

Jiang Mian’s skin was already soft, and slapping Ye Luoxi twice today was truly a case of injuring the enemy by a thousand and losing eight hundred herself.

"There wouldn’t have been time to find someone."

Such unpleasant words were only heard by her. If her parents had heard them, those two with the surname Ye would definitely have been dragged off to be dunked in a pig cage.

Fu Sichen directly picked up Jiang Mian, "Mrs. Fu, it’s time to sleep."

"Slap—"

The bedroom light abruptly went out.

Jiang Mian listened to the rustling of the quilt next to her, and the warm breath swept over her all at once.

Then the bedroom returned to its peaceful state.

???

Today, Fu Sichen had an awakening of conscience.

He actually wanted to sleep?!

And it was the kind of obedient sleep at that, completely indifferent to his vividly vibrant wife beside him.

Fu Sichen, sensing the woman’s movements beside him, wrapped his hand around her slender waist, his thin lips slowly curving into a smile, "Is Mrs. Fu feeling— unsatisfied today?"

Unsatisfy your basketball.

Jiang Mian was about to fiercely slap herself.

What kind of mindset was this?

She actually found herself thinking about giving Fu Sichen—

Hmph, sleep.

Just as Jiang Mian’s thoughts settled down, preparing to fall asleep,

The strap on her shoulder unconsciously slid down.

Huh???

She reached out to pull it up, but couldn’t manage to do so.

What a dream, this was magical.

Her beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly as she struggled to open her eyes.

!!!

What kind of position is this?!!

How did she end up on top of Fu Sichen?

Jiang Mian lazily yawned, deliberately saying, "President Fu actually has this kind of fetish."

Just a moment ago he said sleep, now he’s stirring people up.

Must like the feeling in the dream, huh?

Unexpectedly, Fu Sichen smiled, his crisp voice somewhat husky, "Yeah, just you move."

???

This is like being an armchair boss.

She only saw Fu Sichen’s hands go limp, presenting himself as ready for the taking.

What is this?!!

The room’s temperature was very low, and in the vague distance, the soft tones of a young girl could be heard—

"Tired..."

"Fu Sichen!"

...

Until the deepest part of the night, it fell into silence.

*

The next day

Jiang Mian slowly woke up from the big bed, and as expected, the person beside her was no longer there.

Only a faint woody fragrance lingered in the room.

She was just about to sink back into sleep when a knock on the door sounded.

Jiang Mian was the first to speak, "Auntie, leave breakfast there, I’ll eat it later."

"What auntie, I’m your mother."

?!!!

Jiang Mian bolted upright in bed.

Ms. Jiang came?!

Then another urgent knock on the door, "Hurry up and get up, no more sleeping, I’m waiting for you downstairs in ten minutes."

"Oh!"

Jiang Mian lazily acknowledged, rolling over in bed, the quilt wrapped around her in a swirl.

Why is my own mother here?!!!

After ten minutes,

Jiang Mian sat obediently at the dining table, with Ms. Jiang and Old Lin examining her from head to toe.

"Stop looking, you can’t say anything about me, it was all Fu Sichen’s doing."

Just ten minutes to wash up was almost enough, there was no time left to apply some concealer.

Fu Sichen last night was considered to be gentle, probably anticipating today’s magazine shoot, guessing that wherever it showed, happened just by accident.

Jiang Yutian’s eyes curved into a smile, "I won’t say a thing, I won’t say a thing, your father and I are too happy to see the two of you so loving."

Jiang Mian’s lip corner twitched slightly, happy that your grandchild is a step closer to you guys.

"Why have you come?"

Always with the surprise attacks.

Jiang Yutian, "Came to North City to handle some things, and by chance heard that Fu Sichen’s father and that stepmother returned, have you met them?"

Jiang Mian took a sip of soy milk and nodded, speaking indifferently, "Met them, yeah. Yesterday I even slapped his stepmother’s niece twice, my hand still hurts from it."