Especially when Fu Jingyu proposed to her at his birthday party, her anxious heart finally settled down, and she really wanted to spend her life with him.
Fu Jingyu said, "As my wife, don't you think you should work hard alongside me?"
"How should I work hard?"
Can this even require effort?
Before Ye Fanxing could refuse, he had already flipped over and pinned her beneath him.
Looking at the man towering over her like a mountain, Ye Fanxing realized his intentions and turned pale with fright, "Hey, I'm not feeling well tonight."
He had been so overbearing last night, and now he wanted more?
Ye Fanxing seriously doubted if she might become the first woman to die in bed!
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On a winter morning, a white mist enveloped the lake. Ye Fanxing, dressed in sportswear, jogged behind Fu Jingyu. Although he wasn't running fast, it was still challenging for her to keep up with his pace.