Fu Jingzhou froze, and after a few seconds, he gave a cold laugh, "Starting to pretend again?"
Jiang Nan was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, the man suddenly leaned down and grabbed his chin. He knelt on one knee by the bed, his white shirt outlining his straight shoulder line. Two buttons were undone, revealing his Adam's apple and delicate collarbone.
He lowered his eyelids slightly, bringing his face very close to Jiang Nan's. "I told you before, you're not convincing at all."
Jiang Nan: "...????"
He was stunned for a moment, and almost couldn't catch his breath.
His wife didn't recognize him?!
" Fu Zhouzhou, you've really gone too far! I'm angry... Ugh..."
He was halfway through his harsh words when his lip was suddenly bitten.
It bit down hard.
The other person bit his lower lip, pressed his other hand against the back of his head, and kissed him forcefully and deeply.
Such a kiss felt intimate, reaching to the very soul.
Jiang Nan blinked. At such close range, he felt like he was about to become cross-eyed, but even so, he still looked at his wife intently.
The bluish shadows under his eyes were quite noticeable, making it easy to imagine how poor his sleep quality had been over the past three days.
Jiang Nan felt like he was suffocating. Towards the end, he didn't even have time to swallow and choked.
The hand on the back of his head suddenly released its grip. The man lowered his eyelids and gently wiped the water droplets from the corner of his lips with the pad of his thumb.
After all this time together, Jiang Nan suddenly realized something, and her anger completely dissipated. "When did you recognize me?"
Fu Jingzhou's voice was hoarse. "When you called me."
Jiang Nan probably didn't realize that there was no other person in the world who could make his heart surge with emotion just by calling his name. Love was like a boundless ocean, enveloping every corner of his heart, and his soul wandered within it, completely lost.
Jiang Nan sniffed. "So you were just playing a trick on me. Was it fun?"
"It's not fun." Fu Jingzhou paused for a moment, then hugged him.
He was just too excited, but he's not very good at handling these emotions. If he didn't try to hide it, he would most likely have cried.
Even when he was young, he realized that crying was the most useless thing to do.
Jiang Nan nestled in his arms, looking aggrieved, the sweet and sour scent of pomegranate juice filling her nostrils. "As soon as I got back, you yelled at me... Tell me, did you kiss him or hug him before...?"
He was interrupted halfway through his sentence, "No."
Fu Jingzhou said, "I haven't touched him since I tied him up."
Speaking of tying people up, Jiang Nan suddenly remembered something with a very strong presence.
He shook his wrist, and the chains rattled crisply.
" Zhouzhou..." Jiang Nan raised her wrist, "Now that I'm back, shouldn't you help me untie this?"
Fu Jingzhou remained silent, glanced at him, and finally got out of bed and unlocked the other end of the chain.
"I'll take you back to the bedroom."
After Fu Jingzhou finished speaking, he stood by the bed and stretched out his arms.
"Oh."
Jiang Nan pursed her lips and obediently stood up, then was lifted up by the man's bottom.
Jiang Nan was often carried by him, but princess carries were rare; most of the time, she was carried like a koala.
This position was clearly more intimate; the boy hooked his arm around his long neck, his buttocks supported by the boy, his whole body suspended in the air, the chains on his wrists hanging to the ground, making a crisp sound.
The chain snaked its way up the stairs, step by step, until it finally reached the bedroom deep inside on the second floor.
Jiang Nan was thrown onto the bed, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the GG Bond doll he had bought earlier.
The pink-haired girl immediately asked affectionately, "My idol, it's been three days since I last saw you. Have you missed me?"
The male god remained silent, not saying a word.
Jiang Nan clicked her tongue and reached out to pinch her idol's foot. "Why are you ignoring me?"
He was engrossed in his acting when suddenly someone ripped off his pajama bottoms.
My legs felt cold.
"???"
Jiang Nan was shocked. "What?"
Fu Jingzhou raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?"
Jiang Nan: "..."
Jiang Nan stared at the ceiling. "You're just after my lust."
Fu Jingzhou leaned above him and stared at him for a few moments.
It was clearly the same face, but with the previous person, he wouldn't have bothered to even glance at them. However, with the person in front of him, he carefully examined Jiang Nan and found her beautiful from every angle. "You're absolutely right."
Jiang Nan sighed, "Come on, seeing how sad you were before, let me, Little Jiang, comfort you."
Fu Jingzhou raised an eyebrow, then lowered his head and kissed his eyelid.
Jiang Nan instinctively closed her eyes.
-
In an idol drama, at such a reunion, the main characters would at least have a tearful scene, accompanied by a sad background music.
However, neither Jiang Nan nor Fu Jingzhou were very good at handling these emotions.
Saying anything sounds too sentimental; it's better to just do it.
-
When the first time ended, Jiang Nan looked as if he had been pulled out of the water. His face was covered in sweat, his brows were furrowed, and his lips were red and his teeth were white.
Fu Jingzhou's breathing was slightly heavy. He glanced at the red doll by the bed, thought for a moment, then suddenly grabbed Jiang Nan's chin and asked, "Why did you only ask him if he missed you, but not me?"
Jiang Nan answered earnestly, "I'm thinking of you, so you must be thinking of me too."
Fu Jingzhou paused, a slow smile appearing on his lips.
"Are you so sure?"
Jiang Nan tightened her chin. "Isn't that right?"
"Yes."
As his voice faded, his kiss followed, like a gentle spring rain.
His words lingered slowly in one's ears. "I miss you so much, I think about you every single day."
He rarely felt powerless in his life; money could solve 99% of his problems, and he was also very intelligent.
That day, facing Jiang Nan's disdainful and sarcastic expression, he felt utterly powerless for the first time.
She didn't even know where to Nannan for him.
This emotion was like a demon, devouring all his reason.
Jiang Nan reached out and touched his earlobe. "Don't be afraid, I won't leave again."
-
When Jiang Nan opened her eyes again, it was already dark outside.
He felt a little dizzy, and it took him a while to remember what had happened.
The bedroom was quiet. Jiang Nan subconsciously called out, " Zhouzhou?"
He was startled by his own hoarse voice when he spoke.
No one responded; he was alone in the room.
Jiang Nan was stunned for a moment, then slowly sat up, her whole body aching.
He gasped and turned on the bedside lamp.
The desk lamp was bright, and I searched half the bedroom.
The bed sheets had been changed, and Jiang Nan was now wearing a nightgown.
But what truly surprised him was that the chains on his wrists were still there.
Jiang Nan lowered her head and reached out to touch the chain; it was icy cold to the touch.
"Young Master, dinner is ready. I'll be leaving now."
The nanny stood at the kitchen doorway and called out softly.
In the living room, the man sat on the sofa, holding a book in his hand, seemingly engrossed in reading.
He didn't answer.
The nanny had no choice but to repeat herself, this time speaking much louder.
The man finally looked over. "Okay."
The nanny took off her apron, packed her things, opened the door, and left.
After she left, the room fell into complete silence.
Fu Jingzhou pursed his lips, looking at the book in his hand, which was covered with dense text, but he couldn't concentrate on reading a single word.
My mind is entirely on someone upstairs.
He should be awake by now.
Will you be angry?
How could I not be angry?
Any normal person would be angry if they were tied to a bed.
As his thoughts raced, time ticked by, and after about five minutes, he put down the book in his hand and got up to go to the kitchen.
The nanny cooked red date porridge, stir-fried bok choy, and cola chicken wings tonight.
Fu Jingzhou first served himself a bowl of red date porridge, then looked at the two dishes and pondered for a moment before finding two plates with pictures of GG Bond on them and replacing the dishes with the red dates.
He carried these on a tray and went upstairs.
Before even entering the bedroom, I could see through the crack in the door that the light was on, though not very bright; it was most likely a bedside lamp.
Jiang Nan has woken up.
Realizing this, Fu Jingzhou pursed his lips, unusually a little nervous.
He paused for about two seconds, remembering that Jiang Nan hadn't eaten properly for three days and was now acting recklessly and without restraint. He then pushed open the door.
Jiang Nan was sitting on the bed, with the red GG Bond doll on her knees.
He was scrolling through his phone, looking quite engrossed.
Her jet-black eyelashes drooped down, appearing exceptionally long under the lamplight.
Jiang Nan was, after all, an Alpha; when she wasn't smiling, she exuded a certain coldness and untamed spirit.
Fu Jingzhou silently placed the tray on the bedside table.
Hearing the noise, Jiang Nan glanced at him and asked coldly, "Why aren't you letting go of me yet?"
Fu Jingzhou remained silent.
He opened the bedside table, took out a wet wipe, tore open the top seal, pulled out a wet wipe, and wiped Jiang Nan's hands.
From thumb to index finger, from fingertip to palm.
His movements were slow and gentle, and he looked intently at Jiang Nan's hands with his eyelashes lowered.
Jiang Nan also looked down at him.
After wiping his hands clean, Fu Jingzhou said, "Let's eat. Auntie made your favorite cola chicken wings."
Jiang Nan shook her wrist without saying a word, but her meaning was clear.
Fu Jingzhou pursed his lips. He couldn't avoid the question, so he simply asked bluntly, "Isn't this better?"
Jiang Nan's eyes widened, somewhat doubting what she was hearing.
Fu Jingzhou lowered his voice, becoming slightly gentle. "You don't need to do anything every day. You don't need to work, you don't need to spend time socializing, and you don't even need to shower or get dressed. I can do all of that for you."
"I can give you anything you want. You just need to wait for me in bed."
Jiang Nan: "..."
Goodness!
His wife fell ill just three days after he left.
He licked his dry lips. "Will you give me whatever I want?"
Fu Jingzhou nodded, as if bewitching you. "Anything you want, I can give you."
"I want a divorce."
Jiang Nan's voice was clear and crisp, her tone decisive.
Fu Jingzhou froze, "Impossible."
Jiang Nan sneered, "You just said that I could have anything I wanted."
Fu Jingzhou: "On the condition that you're by my side."
He has rarely liked anything in his life, and he always felt that nothing was indispensable to him.
Now he's realized that Jiang Nan is the one and only he can't live without.
Jiang Nan fell silent for a moment.
Are you scared?
Fu Jingzhou did not answer.
Jiang Nan was not surprised.
His wife is mostly a normal person. She may seem cold and indifferent, but she is gentle and rarely gets angry, except for being a bit sharp-tongued.
But on very rare occasions, he can act like a child and struggle with intimate relationships.
All he knows is possession.
Once it's tied up at home, it's his.
As Jiang Nan recalled his childhood experiences, half of the fire in his heart subsided.
He ate his meal in silence, and then continued scrolling through his phone. Throughout the entire process, he didn't say another word to Fu Jingzhou.
-
Jiang Nan slept for almost a day and couldn't fall asleep at all that night.
Fu Jingzhou was sleepy, so he hooked his arm around his waist and held him in his arms.
He fell asleep shortly afterward, his breathing steady.
Jiang Nan was scrolling through her phone when she heard his steady breathing and glanced down at him.
His eyelashes were closed, and the crimson tear at the corner of his eye was actually very small, invisible from a distance.
But at such close range, that mole looked surprisingly beautiful.
Like red plum blossoms in the snow.
Jiang Nan gripped her phone, leaned over, and gently kissed the corner of his eye.
A very light, very light kiss.
Even those who are awake may not notice it, let alone those who are fast asleep.
Jiang Nan was extremely angry when she was tied up.
He knew Fu Jingzhou felt insecure, especially after these past three days. His sudden disappearance was a supernatural event, and there was no solution to it.
His wife must have been in a terrible panic these past three days.
There is no other way but to wait.
Jiang Nan could understand his breakdown, but binding someone is really a bad thing for a person with a sound personality.
That wretched Fu Zhouzhou.
How could they treat him like this?!
That damned Shen Anbai.
-
Thinking of Shen Anbai, Jiang Nan suddenly perked up.
He had originally intended to ask his wife, but upon waking up and seeing the wonderful surprise on his wrist, he almost forgot.
He quickly opened WeChat and tapped on Song Zhusheng's chat window.
Stirring Shit When It Hits: [pig peeking out jpg.]
Song Zhusheng: [??? Nannan, you and your husband have made up?]
"Stirring Shit When It Hits": [Why do I say that?]
Song Zhusheng: [I heard from Fu Xingli that you and your husband have been arguing these past few days.]
Replacing the chip is absolutely outrageous.
The original owner's unusual behavior could be loosely explained by a tiff.
Jiang Nan didn't dwell on this matter.
"Stirring Shit When It Hits": [How is Shen Anbai now?]
Song Zhusheng: [It's highly likely we'll have to go to court.]
Song Zhusheng: [He really went too far, actually hitting you on the head with a rock. Luckily, Nannan, you're lucky, you only suffered a minor cut, otherwise...]
Song Zhusheng: [But your injuries aren't serious; you'll probably be fine after paying some compensation.]
Jiang Nan suddenly froze.
He slowly, very slowly, turned off his phone.
When his phone screen went black, he saw the white gauze on his forehead in the light of the desk lamp.
He was wondering why Fu Zhouzhou was so gentle in bed; it turns out he still had a wound on his forehead.
The case is solved.
The most outrageous thing is that the hair on his forehead has been shaved off.
Jiang Nan: "..."