After Fu Jingtong left, only Fu Qinglun and Lin Shiyu were left in the apartment.
Fu Qinglun held onto Lin Shiyu's delicate hand and placed it on his injured arm. "Mrs Fu, please help me bandage it up."
Lin Shiyu retracted her hand and her pretty eyes landed on his injured arm. "Young Master Fu, please get out."
She chased him away.
Fu Qinglun pursed his thin lips. "Mrs Fu, I got injured because I was trying to save you. Is this how you treat me?"
"If you're not going to get out, then I'll get out." Lin Shiyu broke into a run.
But she had only taken two steps when her slender wrist was grasped by a fair and clean hand. The man tugged her wrist forcefully and her pretty body fell into his warm and firm embrace.
Fu Qinglun stretched out his muscular arm to hold her slim waist, his large palm squeezing her slender waist forcefully.
The two of them were suddenly so close to each other. Lin Shiyu promptly furrowed her pretty pretty brows and she struggled with all her might. "Young Master Fu, let go of me."
Fu Qinglun used his long slender fingers to lift her exquisite exquisite jaw, his rough calloused thumb caressing the delicate delicate skin on her delicate jaw. "Mrs Fu, I'm hugging your waist and you're asking me to let go? Then why didn't you say anything when Fu Jingtong hugged your waist just now?"
"…"
Since she couldn't get out of his embrace, Lin Shiyu didn't struggle anymore. She raised her head and looked at the man, the corners of her red lips gradually curved upwards. "Why, Young Master Fu, are you jealous?"
Jealous?
Fu Qinglun raised his good-looking good-looking brows, then he hunched his tall body. "Mrs Fu, you're so suspicious. Is it because I'm not obvious enough that I'm jealous?"
"Then listen carefully now. Stay away from Fu Jingtong. He's not as simple as he seems. If you dare to make me a cuckold, I'll definitely tear the both of you apart."
As expected of Young Master Fu, even when he was jealous, he was full of domineering aura.
Faced with such a threat, Lin Shiyu raised her willowy willowy eyebrows and lightly opened her red red red lips. "Are you done? If you're done, can you or I leave now? "
Placing her hands on his broad chest, she pushed him away.
Fu Qinglun's gaze turned somber as he scanned her exquisite figure from head to toe. "Mrs Fu, is your frigidity cured now that you're seducing men in this manner?" Fu Qinglun's eyes darkened. "You're not as frigid anymore."
Lin Shiyu walked to the entrance of the apartment and when she turned back, the man was following her like a shadow. "Young Master Fu, perhaps I'm only cold towards you, but I'm passionate towards other men. After all, it's hard for a woman to get high when it comes to a man like you who is thirsty and lacks skills, right?"
"…"
Fu Qinglun's refined and handsome face suddenly turned cold. Striding forward, he appeared in front of her in just two steps. Lowering his eyes to look at her ravishing face, he curved his dark red lips and said devilishly, "Give me a chance, I'll prove myself to you right now."
Lin Shiyu stretched out her hand and pushed him out of the door.
With a loud bang, the apartment door closed in front of him.
…
Fu Qinglun was given the cold shoulder. Looking at the tightly shut apartment door, his gaze was somber.
One day, he would prove himself.
A man's skills in this area needed to be improved through practice. He only had one woman, Lin Shiyu. In the three years of marriage, the number of times they had slept with each other could be counted on one hand.
He had to admit that he and Lin Shiyu were terrible in this area.
Their wedding night was terrible, and the subsequent two or three times were terrible as well. He was full of vigor and vigor, but she was uncooperative and cold towards him.
They weren't the only ones who enjoyed the pleasure of being intimate.
Fu Qinglun leaned his handsome body against the wall indolently, looking a little dispirited. Because of the trauma from his childhood, he was very averse to such matters. He wouldn't even look at other men when they were studying videos. After he met her, he spent most of his time peeping at her and fantasizing about her.
As a 27 year old man, the number of opportunities he had to sleep with her could be counted on one hand. It was really depressing to talk about it.
If she didn't give him a chance, how could he perform?
One day, he would make her submit to him.
…
Lin Shiyu took a shower and went to bed very early. As she was stuck on the music score, she decided to have a good sleep first and think about it the next day.
The next day, she woke up early in the morning and went into the living room to pour herself a glass of water. At this moment, the doorbell rang.
Who was it?
Was it Fu Qinglun again?
Lin Shiyu walked over and looked through the peephole. It was a delivery man.
She opened the door.
"Is it Miss Lin Shiyu? Hello, there's a letter for you here." The delivery man handed a letter to Lin Shiyu.
Letter?
It was already the information age, there were very few people who wrote letters.
Lin Shiyu's long eyelashes fluttered. She had received the first letter in her life when she was 16 years old, and it was from Zi Jun.
Was this from Zi Jun?
She closed the apartment door and opened the letter.
There was a … music score in the letter.
It was the music score that she had played last night.
Lin Shiyu's heart raced, as if they were telepathically connected. She quickly looked down and saw a black fountain pen marking out the part that she was stuck on, giving her the solution.
Lin Shiyu ran into her practice room. Her fair fingers pressed on the piano keys, and she used the same method to play the song again. She played the part that she had been stuck in. She was so excited.
It worked.
According to this method, it actually worked.
She played it two more times and it was perfect.
Her fingers stopped and Lin Shiyu looked at the signature at the bottom of the letter. It was written in a flamboyant style – Zi Jun.
Zi Jun.
After six years, she had received Zi Jun's letter again.
He was still the same as before. In the past, it was practice questions, but now it was music scores. He didn't say a single word to her.
Other men would take the opportunity to flirt with women, but he didn't seem to know how to flirt.
How did he know about this music score?
This music score hadn't been published yet and only a handful of people knew about it. She, Fu Jingtong, and some of the music teachers and staff, how did he know about it?
He was right beside her!
At this moment, Lin Shiyu felt that Zi Jun was right beside her.
Who was he?
She really wanted to know who he was.
But without the address, she couldn't reply to his letter.
Would he write to her again in the future?
Lin Shiyu's ravishing face flushed red. She held the letter in her soft hands and felt her heart flutter at this moment.
…
A University.
After class, An 'an carried a few books in her arms and walked out of the campus. At this moment, a car horn sounded and a Ferrari stopped beside her.
A few girls covered their mouths and screamed, "Oh my god, it's Senior Li Junxun, he's so handsome."
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