The Young Master Relies on His Beauty to Dominate the Entire System - Chap 3

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　Jiang Luoluo on the sofa murmured inarticulately. Fu Tingchuan’s eyes were deep and he bent down to hug the person on the sofa.

　　Jiang Luoluo can’t die yet.

　　One day, he will take away everything Jiang Luoluo has and make Jiang Luoluo regret everything he did to him today!

　　The bed in the bedroom is huge, with ginger sheets lined with dark gray backrests, calm and warm.

　　Fu Tingchuan bent down, preparing to put him on the bed before leaving. Unexpectedly, Jiang Luoluo held his neck tightly and refused to let go. Fu Tingchuan staggered, and half of his body fell on Jiang Luoluo.

　　Being disturbed, Jiang Luoluo, who was sleeping soundly, slowly opened his eyes, pursed his lips and complained: “Fu Tingchuan, you pressed me…”

　　As he got closer, his soft breath caressed Fu Tingchuan’s face. The skin instantly became hot, almost burning. Fu Tingchuan stared closely at the red lips in front of him, feeling something in his heart. Trembling, as if being stirred by something.

　　The body of the person in his arms is also soft, and the fragrance is faint, and it keeps getting into his nose.

　　This one smells so sweet and soft when held…it turns out…it turns out to be the wife he married…

　　[Favorability +0.1! 】

　　The mechanical sound sounded in his mind, and Jiang Luoluo suddenly became excited. After hearing that small and pitiful number, the excitement disappeared instantly.

　　A dog man is a dog man, and every personality is a dog man!

　　Jiang Luoluo gritted her teeth: “Fu Tingchuan, you are greedy for my body! You are despicable!”

　　Fu Tingchuan’s ears suddenly turned red.

　　Just when Jiang Luoluo thought that the other party was going to get angry, he heard the mechanical sound in his ears explode like:

　　[Favorability +2]

　　Jiang Luoluo slowly punched one in his head?

　　System: [I’m not stuck. The sub-personality seems to be quite good at this. You can continue to work hard in this area! 】

　　The heat in his ears became more and more intense. Fu Tingchuan did not dare to look directly at Jiang Luoluo. His eyes fell on Jiang Luoluo’s bath towel, but the fragrant scene in the bathroom kept reappearing in his mind.

　　The temperature in the whole room was so hot that Fu Tingchuan didn’t dare to stay any longer. He took a long step and was about to run away.

　　”Etc., etc–”

　　Jiang Luoluo propped up half of his body: “You just left like this? You have nothing to do?”

　　As a delicate little canary, his food, clothing, housing and transportation cost a lot of money.

　　Even if he lost his memory, as his husband, shouldn’t Fu Tingchuan be more motivated and continue to go to work to earn money to support him?

　　Fu Tingchuan turned around and looked at him deeply. The red eyes in his ears slowly returned to the fair color of his skin.

　　Fu Tingchuan’s face was cold: “I understand.”

　　With the sound of the door closing, Jiang Luoluo closed her eyes, hugged the balled up quilt in her arms, and went back to sleep.

　　It was July, and although it was only ten o’clock, the temperature of the sun had already risen. The sun was scorching the earth, and the leaves of the trees were wilting. The two huskies at home were lying on the tree with their tongues sticking out, one on the left and the other on the right. Under the shade.

　　Fu Tingchuan came down from the corridor, glanced at the two huskies enjoying the shade under the tree, silently walked between them, and stood upright.

　　He knew Jiang Luoluo would not make it easy for him.

　　Fu Tingchuan clenched his fingers into fists, with a cold and stern profile showing no emotion at all.

　　Isn’t it normal to be punished by standing still?

　　As a humble son-in-law, he had already suffered a lot in the Jiang family.

　　Fu Tingchuan pursed his lips tightly as he recalled the blood stains on his back and chest when he was getting dressed today.

　　This must have been caused by Jiang Luoluo deliberately torturing himself and scratching it out with his nails!

　　There is also a bleeding tooth mark on his right shoulder, which must have been done by Jiang Luoluo to torture himself!

　　Wait for him, wait for him to take over the entire Jiang family in the future, and make sure Jiang Luoluo looks good——

　　”Master!”

　　Before Fu Tingchuan could finish his cruel words in his heart, his thoughts were interrupted by an old voice.

　　The housekeeper frowned in distress. What happened to his young master? He was wearing half-worn clothes and standing side by side under the shade of a tree with two dogs.

　　The sun is coming up now, but it won’t burn anyone out!

　　The butler sighed: “Master, are you standing here on such a hot day?”

　　Fu Tingchuan clenched his fingers tightly and glanced at Jiang Luoluo’s lackey butler with a gloomy look, “Can’t I just stand here?”

　　He took a step forward and stood under the blazing sunshine, staring at the housekeeper coldly, “What now? Are you satisfied?”

　　As expected, no one in the Jiang family is good, and everyone is just like Jiang Luoluo, with a snake-hearted heart.

　　The butler’s lips trembled as he stared at him, “No, it’s not…”

　　”Do you need me to kneel down to satisfy you?” Fu Tingchuan’s jawline tightened.

　　”No, no, no…” the butler waved his hand, “How dare I let the young master do this…”

　　The Buddha’s mouth is full of lies, his mouth is full of lies, and he is extremely hypocritical!

　　Fu Tingchuan lowered his head and looked at the pebbles reflecting the sun’s rays under his feet.

　　This damn Jiang family is all over the place!

　　After a nice little sleep, the pain in her body disappeared a lot. Jiang Luoluo got up from the bed, put on her home clothes, stepped on her slippers, and opened the curtains with a “swish” sound.

　　The sun is shining brightly outside, and the leaves of the trees by the window are all green and thriving.

　　”Huh……”

　　Jiang Luoluo opened the window.

　　The green pine-like back stood upright, and the scorching sunlight fell on him. From this angle, you could still see the sweat-wet back, with dark shadows of water stains sticking to his body.

　　”How can the cool and arrogant boss Fu Tingchuan still do this?”

　　Jiang Luoluo said to himself, “It’s time! It’s not time for him to torture me!”

　　[Host, you should attack the sub-personality Fu Tingchuan and not torture him all the time. 】

　　[Fu Tingchuan’s Bai Yueguang will return to China at any time, and your time is running out. 】

　　The system made an angry sound.

　　Jiang Luoluo: “But I feel relieved now!”

　　System: [I am not sure yet what the relationship is between his two personalities. Some personalities have a dominant relationship, and the main personality will know all the experiences during the awakening period of the sub-personality. 】

　　Before the system could finish speaking, Jiang Luoluo ran out and ran down the stairs.

　　Panting, he ran all the way to Fu Tingchuan. He couldn’t catch a breath and spoke intermittently: “Fu, Fu…”

　　Fu Tingchuan silently supported him.

　　Jiang Luoluo patted his chest, his little face turned red from suppressing it. He looked up and saw beads of sweat on Fu Tingchuan’s forehead. Not caring about himself, he stood on tiptoes, stretched out his little white jade hand, and gently wiped it away for him.

　　The soft little hand, with the coolness of the air-conditioned room, was soft and smooth, and gently rubbed against Fu Tingchuan’s face like silk.

　　At this moment, my face felt cold for a moment, but my heart couldn’t help but feel hot.

　　The waist under the palm was slender, and through a thin layer of silk fabric, the soft touch of the skin could be faintly felt. Fu Tingchuan’s movements were stiff, and his palms were on fire.

　　That pretty little face was filled with undisguised anxiety, and her voice was soft: “I didn’t ask you to stand up, why are you standing here?”

　　”It’s so hot, what should I do if you get burned out…”

　　You’ve been burned out, and you’ll probably kill me when boss Fu Tingchuan comes back!

　　Listening to Jiang Luoluo’s concerned voice, the resentment in Fu Tingchuan’s heart faded for some reason.

　　Fu Tingchuan whispered: “You’ll be satisfied if you burn me out.”

　　”nonsense!”

　　Jiang Luoluo quickly retorted, grabbing his arm and walking into the house with an aggrieved voice: “I’ll die if you get sunburned…”

　　Fu Tingchuan’s half-draped long eyelashes trembled violently, and the tip of his heart felt numb as if it had been swept by a feather.

　　Suddenly he softened.

　　Jiang Luoluo pushed him all the way into the bathroom. Jiang Luoluo thoughtfully filled the bathtub with water, then came over with his calves to undress him.

　　Fu Tingchuan quickly grasped the hem of his T-shirt, as if to grasp the chastity he was about to lose, and said sternly: “No need.”

　　Jiang Luoluo said “Oh” in a small voice, her round almond eyes flickering, with a little loss, and she explained to him in a low voice: “Fu Tingchuan, I didn’t ask you to stand outside.”

　　”What I meant at that time was to remind you that you can go to work. The company needs you.”

　　——Of course I need you too, I need your money, and I also need your card.

　　Jiang Luoluo swallowed the second half of the sentence silently, looked at Fu Tingchuan eagerly, hooked his little finger on the hem of his clothes, and whispered coquettishly: “Husband, don’t be angry with Luoluo~”

　　”My husband is the best to Luoluo~”

　　Fu Tingchuan suddenly turned his head and turned his back to him: “I understand, please leave quickly.”

　　Jiang Luoluo glanced at the other person’s blushing side face in the mirror, and opened her mouth in surprise.

　　Fu Tingchuan with this personality is too shy…

　　Is this embarrassing?

　　He said obediently, “Goodbye, hubby~” and then obediently closed the door.

　　Fu Tingchuan touched his heart.

　　The heart was beating fast in that place, and the beating of the heart hit the chest again and again, as if it was about to fly out from inside.

　　How could someone call themselves that?

　　husband……

　　The voice is so soft, so sweet, as sweet as honey, and it penetrates into the ears, even the fingertips are tingling…

　　Fu Tingchuan took off his shirt, and the person reflected in the mirror had smooth muscle lines and a sense of strength. The bright red scratches on his strong chest looked like those made by a kitten’s claws.

　　He stretched out his fingers and touched it, and the scene of Jiang Luoluo stretching out her soft, cool hands and placing them on his chest appeared in front of his eyes…

　　The red cloud on his face suddenly burst into flames and spread all the way to his neck.

　　Fu Tingchuan’s Adam’s apple slid quickly a few times, and he quickly walked under the shower head, letting the cold water rush over him quickly…