Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Chapter 82

After getting off work, Mu Tongrui waited for three minutes, before she picked up the phone, and hesitantly sent a text message to Fu Lingye: Um, when do you get off work?

Fu Lingye, who was dealing with documents on the 66th floor, immediately responded to her after receiving her text: Come to my office.

Xu Kun was sorting out the files for Fu Lingye while sneaking a glance at his phone, and smiled ambiguously, “Boss, why didn't I know previously that you will text girls?”

Usually, Xu Kun didn't dare to tease Fu Lingye, but Fu Lingye was now obviously in a good mood. Xu Kun didn't tease him too much, so Fu Lingye certainly wouldn't be angry.

Holding the phone, the man raised his eyebrows, and said thoughtfully, “Is Mu Tongrui considered a girl?”

“Sure, Miss Mu has just graduated from university, and is only 24 years old. Why is she not a girl?”

Fu Lingye raised his thin lips to form a playful smile on his face.

Will a girl bite? Will a girl throw a fit?

In Fu Lingye's impression, the young girls now seemed to be weak, but when the little woman was angry, she even had the courage to slap him in the face.

The man replied lukewarmly, “She even gave birth to a child, what girl she is?”

While talking, Mu Tongrui had come in after knocking on the door.

After Xu Kun sorted out the documents, he left the office sensibly, leaving only Fu Lingye and Mu Tongrui in the office.

Mu Tongrui sat on the sofa waiting for him, as she propped her chin on her hands and looked at Fu Lingye at work.

The saying, an attractive man is a hard-working man, was true, particularly a good-looking man with an excellent image and temperament like Fu Lingye.

Somehow, probably due to the fact that Fu Lingye was too good-looking, or because she was not getting enough sleep recently, she fell asleep not long after lying on the sofa.

When Fu Lingye was done with his work, and looked up, he found that the little woman waiting for him on the sofa had fallen asleep on her arms.

Walking over, he put a blanket over her, raised his hand, and stroked her hair and ears.

She was definitely not the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was not even considered very beautiful, but her skin was very fair and smooth.

He suddenly thought of how this woman looked when she was lying naked under him looking affectionate yet aggrieved. The moment she lifted her head to bear his thrust almost surprised him.

Fu Lingye had never been considered a man who had a strong sexual desire. In the past few years, he had not even had the intention to spend his time on this kind of thing. He had been so chaste that many media in Bei City speculated that he might have some problems with his sexual orientation. Since he slept with this woman three years ago, there was rarely any woman whom he found attractive. Usually, when he was in the mood, he basically couldn’t go on before long. On the one hand, he had to take care of Sweetheart, so he rarely socialized and drank at the bar; on the other hand, it seemed that, to him, the other women had lost their attraction.

Fu Lingye had very high demands on that aspect. Three years ago, Mu Tongrui allowed him to experience physical liberation and pleasure during those seven nights. It was not that he had never

thought of asking Xu Kun to keep her, but this kind of pleasure was not a good enough reason for him to keep this woman who might be a trouble.

There was a knock on the office door, and Xiang Nanqian pushed open to go in.

“Lingye, are you done with your work? Let's pick up Han and Sweet—”

When Fu Lingye turned and looked at her before she finished speaking, he raised his long finger to his thin lips and motioned her to be quiet.

Stunned, Xiang Nanqian looked over and saw Mu Tongrui lying on the sofa sleeping.

Fu Lingye lowered his voice and said, “You should leave first.”

“What about you?”

“I'll leave later.”

“But Sweetheart has finished school for a long time, who is going to—”

“I will call my dad and ask him to pick her up.”

Xiang Nanqian squeezed her palm, and when she left the office, she turned and took a longing look at Fu Lingye.

Has Lingye really fallen for Mu Tongrui? Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

She stood outside the door for a long time.

On the sofa, Mu Tongrui tilted her face, changed her posture to put her face on Fu Lingye's palm, and continued to sleep. Her pink lips were slightly parted, exposing her white and neat teeth, while Fu Lingye leaned over and kissed her.

This kiss caused Mu Tongrui to wake up, and she struggled instinctively in the beginning. When she opened her eyes to see the familiar face in front of her clearly, she didn't know how to push him away as if she lost her strength. She closed her eyes obediently, letting the man kiss her freely, and feeling a tingling sensation all over her body.

She raised her hands subconsciously, and wrapped her arms around Fu Lingye's neck.

This amateur response evoked a reaction in the man, who cast a look at her. Blushing, she was immersing herself in his kiss. Fu Lingye closed his eyes again and scooped her up to bring her into his arms, so that she was sitting on his lap. Holding her waist tightly, he put his palm on the back of her head, and deepened the kiss.

Standing outside the door, Xiang Nanqian felt her eyes went wet with tears. When she saw the man put his big hand up the woman's skirt, she covered her mouth, and ran away in tears, not daring to continue watching.

Mu Tongrui seemed to have heard the sound of high heels clicking at the door, so she turned her head instinctively and looked at the door. There was no one at the door, but the door was not closed properly. Her heart skipped a beat, while she stopped what Fu Lingye was doing, feeling shy and nervous. “T-The door is not closed...”

Ignoring it, Fu Lingye continued to move up her skirt. With a calm look on his face, he fixed his dark eyes on her face. “Are you being absent-minded?”

Not paying attention when making love is the biggest insult to a man.

Fu Lingye undid the belt buckle and unzipped his trousers. “It seems that I am not working hard enough.”

The man’s bright dark eyes were clearly cold yet burning with passion. The heat inside would melt her, like a fire on a snowy night. His black pupils were full of deadly charming emotion, and Mu Tongrui simply couldn't look away.

Fu Lingye was very sexy. His sexiness was the combination of the protruding Adam's apple on his fair neck, his perfect collarbones, his well-structured chest, his deep attractive voice, his cold and sharp gaze when he was examining a person, and the inadvertent charm under his deep black eyes. Every of his movement was a portrayal of sexiness and charm that belonged to a man alone, making him look noble and arrogant. Mu Tongrui was bewitched by him.

Lowering his head, the man kissed her lips and neck hard, as if he was punishing her in disguise. On the fair and delicate skin, he left behind one after another unique mark of his.

“Fu Lingye...”

Her tiny, soft, and pitiful voice was heard calling his name, either begging for mercy or out of affection.

The man continued, but frowned and ordered, “Call me without the Fu word.”

“Lingye.”

The man seemed to be satisfied, as he pressed her body against his chest, and completely possessed her.

The woman unconsciously scratched his back, leaving scratch marks.