Marriage Is Exciting

It is rumored that Fu Zhenhe, the third son of Fu in Beijing, is cold, aloof, indifferent and ascetic. He has a string of stars and moon bodhis wrapped around his wrist all year round. No woman can get close to him. He is known as the cold "Buddha". The first time Xiang Xiaokui met him was when he was invited to attend the anniversary of the Normal University and mistakenly regarded him as a blind date. That day, she bit the bullet and chatted with him for ten minutes about "interesting things" about the Normal University. When the interviewing parent saw him again, she was shocked on the spot. This time she had to talk to him for ten minutes about "how to educate adolescent children to be rebellious." Later, he approached her and proposed a marriage agreement. She was in trouble at the time, so she rashly agreed. When her best friend learned that she had married someone casually, she was worried that the person was looking for her to be a co-wife or had some health problem and that she would not be able to escape in the end, so she advised her to try it out. Xiang Xiaokui thought of Fu Zhenhe's identity and was afraid that he would not let her leave after a year, so she boldly tried it out. Finally trying out the fire, the man sucked her neck with his warm lips, but his voice was cold and low: "Are you still trying?" Xiang Xiaokui was about to lose half of his life and shook his head: "I won't try anymore." Just when Xiang Xiaokui thought that they were a real couple, she heard him say casually: "The old man and the old lady respect the teachers in the family, and she is the teacher of several children in the family, so it is best to be a shield." In the deserted corner, Xiang Xiaokui leaned against the wall and raised her lips silently. After one year, the contract expires. She called to remind him, but it took a long time before she heard his voice: "One more year." Xiang Xiaokui: "Sorry, Mr. Fu, I don't want to continue. I have someone I like." At dusk that day, Fu Zhenhe took off the Bodhi he had worn for ten years on his wrist, and his desire was like a snow mountain collapsing. He held her tightly and kissed her fiercely, like a fallen angel. She pushed him away: "Mr. Fu, you broke the contract." Fu Zhenhe lowered his head and pressed it into the crook of her neck: "Well, I broke the contract, and I want to continue to do so." Xiang Xiaokui took a few steps back with a smile: "Since Mr. Fu knows that I am a teacher, he should know that most literati are sour and hard-working. They would rather die holding the fragrance on the branches than be blown away by the north wind." Fu Zhenhe watched her turn around and merge into the vast wind and snow, and her heart suddenly burst, as if something rushed out of her chest. Ps: ★The gentle and warm-hearted Little Sun Teacher x the cold and aloof Flower of the Mountains, nine years apart in age, they are not Buddhist heroes. ★Marriage first, love later, the old house is on fire, the flowers of the high mountain descend to the altar, a sweet story about the bloody boss. ★The female protagonist is controlled by her hands, the male protagonist's hands are very lustful, and the female protagonist is obsessed with the male protagonist's hands. Get off the altar/Chase your wife/Marry first, love later/Bad body shape, double C, wb@ Dujiu 9 The next book "Dark Night Tide" Copywriting: The first time Xi Yuan met Zhou Jinghong was at a banquet on a luxurious cruise ship. The sea breeze is wet and salty, and the sounds and colors are overwhelming. He was leaning against the side of the ship, smoking under the solitary lamp. His white shirt was unbuttoned with only one button left. His thin muscles and strong waist were criss-crossed with ravines, and there were several shades of lipstick on the interlaced texture. Xi Yuan mistakenly thought that he was also an artist who was brought to the ship to "sacrifice" to the rich woman or wealthy businessman. She mustered up the courage to step forward, pulled his sleeve, and looked at him with pure eyes. "Let's escape together." With his peach blossom eyes lightly opened, Zhou Jinghong looked at her lazily. Under the ambiguous light and shadow, his face was so cold and clear that it was definitely not like a mortal. "Where to run away to?" He blew out smoke, his voice low and magnetic. Xi Yuan stood on tiptoes and breathed softly into his ear: "It's very messy and dirty here. I've been vomiting for three days. I guess you don't like it either. Let's go ashore first." That night, Xi Yuan and Zhou Jinghong escaped from the cruise ship unexpectedly and smoothly. She found a cheap hotel in Chinatown and lived with him tacitly. During the day, like ordinary couples, they walked hand in hand in Siam Square and ate various snacks on Sukhumvit Street. At night, she and he were in a passionate relationship, regardless of the past or the future. In front of the Buddhist temple where the sound of Sanskrit chanted, she clasped her hands together and prayed devoutly: "I hope Zhou Jinghong will have a safe life, be prosperous, and have everything he wants." We met again three years later at a wine party. Wearing an elegant black suit, he sat lazily on the main seat with cold and deep eyes. The agent secretly pushed her and whispered to her: "The person in charge is the second son of the Zhou family. He is the investor of our next drama. Please take the initiative and pay tribute to him." Xi Yuan walked up to him holding a wine glass and looked at him timidly: "Mr. Zhou, I respect you." Zhou Jinghong's lips curled up into a sly smile: "Do you want to respect me for being famous, or do you want to go with your wishes?" Her hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, her lips pursed and she was speechless. Zhou Jinghong patted his thigh: "Come here, I can't hear you clearly." Gentle, sweet and lustful beauty x gangster from Beijing circle Double C/age difference 6 years Intention: Positive and uplifting