Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 91 - 66: Only My Husband Can Kiss!

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Chapter 91 -66: Only My Husband Can Kiss!

The next day at noon, Ji Sang slowly woke up.

Familiar room, familiar scent, before she even looked around, Ji Sang already knew where she was.

Apart from her own bedroom at the Ji Family’s place, only in this room did she sleep so comfortably.

Ji Sang slowly sat up, raising her hand to rub her still sore forehead, and the events of yesterday afternoon began to slowly surface in her mind.

She went to the airport to pick up Sister

They ate a lot

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Went to a home theater in Han City

Then…

Watched… movies???

All lingering effects of alcohol and drowsiness vanished in an instant, Ji Sang raised her hand to cover her head. But the scenes from last night kept flashing through her mind, knitted with all the heavy breathing and sobbing as if right next to her ears. She and Sister were drinking and eating skewers… mimicking the actions together on the sofa

It was her who initiated it.

She must be crazy, but how could she be that crazy?

Seems like… Fu Yisi was there when she was still mimicking?

“You are not as good-looking as Fu Yisi”

“You hit me”

“So beautiful, I really want to capture it”

“You can’t be an ascetic your whole life”

And, she even brazenly touched Fu Yisi’s jaw?

Ji Sang closed her eyes tightly, trying to calm down, to dismiss everything from her mind, but yet another image flooded in.

Fu Yisi escorted her from the private room at the top floor all the way to the parking lot, along the way she couldn’t stand due to the drunkenness, almost completely leaning against Fu Yisi. Even… her hands were tightly around Fu Yisi’s neck…

Ji Sang subconsciously placed her hand over her chest, and her face instantly flushed red.

Why was she like that when drunk?

The worst part was, Fu Yisi even paused deliberately, letting her do as she wished.

Men could hold her from the start, but chose to wait until she could no longer stand, nearly taking advantage of her before finally bending to pick her up.

She should have settled down in the car, but just trying to buckle the seatbelt became a complete standstill.

“Fu Yisi, this thing is so tricky.”

The man sighed, slipped his hand under Ji Sang’s arm, gently lifted her body a little, then pulled the seatbelt over and fastened it.

Softly

“Sit nicely, don’t move around”

Ji Sang foolishly gazed at the man close at hand, suddenly reaching out to touch Fu Yisi’s jaw again

“Hehehehe”

Completely imageless, like a smitten fool giggling.

Fu Yisi raised an eyebrow

“Like it that much?”

Ji Sang obediently nodded

“Like”

Those clear and sober eyes were slightly drunk, appearing even brighter, Fu Yisi despite knowing she was not sober, still couldn’t resist

Using a hoarse voice, teasing her

“Like it so much, want a kiss?”

As it turned out, Ji Sang when drunk was completely different from when she was sober, with much more courage, he merely lured slightly, and Ji Sang leaned in

Only to feel a pain in her jaw, groaning softly

But Ji Sang didn’t stop there, she moved downwards.

Luckily, Ji Sang didn’t use much force, otherwise that bite would have…

Fu Yisi gently pinched Ji Sang’s chin, slightly lifted it, and then lowered his head to kiss her.

Ji Sang’s mouth had the taste of beer, although she drank a lot, it was still mild, carrying the unique cold scent of Ji Sang, causing Fu Yisi to suddenly feel…

A kiss initially light started to deepen.

Drunk and fearless, Ji Sang tried to push him away, but the man quickly caught her hands and restrained them behind her.

Tightly and heavily.

Ji Sang couldn’t escape at all.

The kiss was heavy and long. Ji Sang was powerless to resist, and when she nearly couldn’t breathe, tears began streaming down her face.

Feeling the coldness on her cheeks, Fu Yisi’s heart shrank and he quickly pulled away a little.

“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

Ji Sang cried even harder, tears flowing endlessly.

Fu Yisi reached out to wipe her tears, but she kicked him fiercely.

“Jerk! Who allowed you to kiss me? You’re not my husband!”

Fu Yisi: …

It seemed this little lady could only intermittently recognize him?

It was the first time the man showed a bitter smile.

“Ji Sang, you really are…”

Beyond his expectations.

But ultimately, the man felt pleased by that statement, “You’re not my husband.”

It turned out, in the heart of this ungrateful woman, only he, Fu Yisi, could kiss her.

The memory ended, and Ji Sang had buried herself completely under the blanket.

“Ah ah ah ah ah ah”

What foolish things had she done?

Unable to control the sudden surge of irritability in her body, Ji Sang rolled around in the blanket on the bed, from one end to the other.

Fortunately, the bed was big enough; she rolled back and forth several times without falling off.

Rolling, Ji Sang noticed something was off. She quickly released the blanket and looked down at her clothes.

Pajamas…

She was wearing pajamas???

Ji Sang was instantly dumbfounded, and just then, Fu Yisi who had just rushed from the study to see her, raised an eyebrow, crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall.

“Awake?”

Ji Sang was startled by his sudden voice and turned her head to see the amusement in his eyes.

“Ah…uh…hehe”

Ji Sang raised her hand to touch the back of her neck, feeling uncomfortable.

She didn’t know how to face Fu Yisi.

Watching… movies was one thing, but she had also unabashedly shown her fondness for his jawline in front of him.

And… if she wasn’t mistaken, her clothes must have been changed by Fu Yisi.

How was she supposed to face him?

Ji Sang bit her lip.

“Then… then, I’ll go take a bath.”

As she got out of bed,

Ji Sang’s steps faltered, she nodded,

“A little.”

The man slowly approached her, taking out a house dress from the cabinet for her.

The silly image of her and Sister studying together on the sofa flashed through Ji Sang’s mind.

She froze on the spot.

Fu Yisi… really saw everything…

Feeling guilty, Ji Sang touched her nose and opted to feign ignorance.

“What… what?”

Fu Yisi paused his steps, turned back to look at her, and raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t remember?”

Ji Sang: …

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