You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 1960 How do you think of your performance?
He was wrapped in a bath towel, with water droplets on his muscular body, flowing down his mermaid line, and the ends of his hair were slightly wet.

Because he had drunk some alcohol, his almond-shaped eyes were a little blurry and seemed increasingly deep and unfathomable.

Fang Yaqing was sitting up, with the quilt sliding down onto her legs, so one could see at a glance that she was wearing a silk nightgown with nothing underneath.

Ji Shaoheng walked to the bedside and looked down at her. Her eyes were dark, her pretty face was pale and bloodless, and her lips were dry and red.

He glanced at her and happened to see her.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol or because he hadn't been with a woman for too long, but his throat rolled.

Fang Yaqing nervously grabbed the sheets beneath her, not daring to look up at her.

Ji Shaoheng pinched her chin, raised his fingers slightly, and asked her to look at him.

Fang Yaqing subconsciously wanted to slap her hand away, but when she thought about the purpose of her visit today, she slowly clenched her hand.

Ji Shaoheng glanced at her curled fingers and his eyes fell on her face.

The woman's face was very delicate, with willow-like eyebrows, thick and curly black eyelashes, and slightly pale lips, which blended into her face and made her look very bright and beautiful.

It seemed like the first time he looked at her face so seriously, and his expression was a little dazed.

When he came to his senses, he had already pressed Fang Yaqing under him.

Although she was prepared, Fang Yaqing was still a little resistant at this moment.

Seeing Ji Shaoheng kissing her, she tilted her head slightly, avoiding his lips.

Ji Shaoheng was not annoyed, but his eyes were a little gloomy: "Don't you want to see your daughter?"

Her daughter is her weak spot.

Fang Yaqing closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the sadness in her eyes was gone.

She slowly turned her head and met Ji Shaoheng's defiant eyes. After adjusting her mood, she said coldly: "Let's start." Ji Shaoheng noticed her body trembling, turned over and lay flat on the bed: "If you want to see your daughter, it depends on your performance."

Fang Yaqing's face was paler than before. She bit her lip and leaned on his chest to kiss him.

However, no matter how hard she tried, he remained indifferent.

When she was about to give up, Ji Shaoheng turned her around, and after a dizzy moment, the two exchanged positions.

Ji Shaoheng kissed her fiercely. Fang Yaqing couldn't help but shudder when she smelled the alcohol in his mouth.

He drank, which reminded her of the torture and humiliation she had endured in those six years, so she became even more afraid.

The more scared she was, the rougher Ji Shaoheng's actions became, without any mercy at all.

She bit her lips hard.

Smelling the smell of blood, Ji Shaoheng stopped and clamped her cheeks.

Her lips were stained red with blood, which made her look seductive and strange against her pale face.

Seeing her bitter and resentful expression, Ji Shaoheng lost interest.

He stood up, picked up the landlord's towel, wrapped it around himself, and walked towards the bathroom.

Fang Yaqing sat up, pulled the quilt over her body, and asked quickly, "When can I see Tongtong?"

Ji Shaoheng paused and looked back at her with an unhappy expression: "How do you think of your performance?"

After saying that, he entered the bathroom.

Fang Yaqing's heart skipped a beat. The look in his eyes just now seemed to want to strangle her to death. He would definitely not let her see her daughter.

(End of this chapter)