Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 90 - 65: Don’t Make Me Wait Too Long

Chapter 90 -65: Don’t Make Me Wait Too Long

Han City could still accept it, after all, when he first set up this family cinema, he and Su Ge had come over to experience it, and they actually played here for two days.

The two met again after being separated, and they had spent the first day stiffly in bed. After it was over, just when they were taking a short rest, he saw Sister taking a USB drive out of her bag.

The content… cough cough, was similar to what’s being played now.

Afterward, they, of course, weren’t able to get off the bed.

Fu Yisi’s face fell, and he glanced coolly at Han City next to him. Regardless of what was being shown on the screen or the sounds that filled the room, the sight of the scattered bottles of booze and the skewer sticks was a bit too much.

Ji Sang’s stomach wasn’t good to begin with, yet she put herself through a lot of trouble.

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The man’s jawline was tense, and he walked in. Ji Sang and Su Ge were on the couch, imitating the pose of the female lead in the film. The first to spot Fu Yisi was Su Ge.

“Wow, Ah Shang, look! A super handsome guy!”

While saying this, Su Ge was frantically patting Ji Sang’s shoulder, not paying attention to her strength and hitting too hard. Ji Sang struggled to catch her breath and almost toppled over, but with a flip, she steadied herself.

Fu Yisi watched the entire process, a vein throbbing on his forehead.

At this moment, Han City also came to his senses and followed them in. When Su Ge saw him, she was amused.

“Hey! There’s another handsome guy here!!! But how come this handsome guy looks so much like my husband?”

Su Ge struggled to stand, trotted over to Han City, and pinched his face.

“Eh? He really does look alike. Ah Shang, do you think he might be Han City’s long-lost brother?

Han City: …

Should he be glad that Sister still remembers what he looks like, or should he be sorrowful that his little lady can’t recognize him anymore when she’s drunk?

How much the hell did she drink!

Hearing this, Ji Sang stumbled over to Fu Yisi, tilted her head, and looked at him intently for a long while…

…

“Burp~”

A loud belch.

After belching, Ji Sang felt much better. She touched Fu Yisi’s jaw, then, responding to Su Ge’s words, she walked over to Han City.

A pair of intoxicated eyes stared unwaveringly at Han City.

Han City: …

Why did it suddenly feel colder in the room?

His gaze drifted, and after seeing the terrifying expression on Fu Yisi’s face, Han City instinctively stepped back.

“Fourth, this isn’t my fault…”

“Ji Sang doesn’t look as good as Fu Yisi.”

Ji Sang suddenly spoke up, then tiptoed closer to Han City’s face.

“Mhm, doesn’t look as good as Fu Yisi.”

Han City: …

How come he doesn’t look as good as Fu Yisi? Clearly, he and Fourth aren’t even the same type.

Ji Sang seemed to confirm this once more with a nod, then ran over to Fu Yisi.

“Sister, this guy can be compared to Fu Yisi, his jawline is also nice, he looks a lot like Fu Yisi too,”

Then Ji Sang raised her hand to touch Fu Yisi’s jawline again.

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The man pursed his lips tightly, his hands snatching the little lady’s wandering hand, and said with a cool voice,

“Ji Sang, you’re drunk.”

“I’m not drunk.”

Ji Sang shook off Fu Yisi’s hand forcefully.

“I can still drink! I can hold my liquor very well!”

“Oh?”

Fu Yisi raised his eyebrow, his hand restraining the lady’s fidgety hand.

“Then take a good look at who I am.”

Ji Sang, unable to move, could only look up at the man, and Su Ge, hearing Ji Sang’s words, wanted to go check out the man that resembled Fu Yisi.

But Han City was one step ahead and picked her up.

“Fourth, I’m taking Sister home, you guys… do as you wish.”

Han City cast a meaningful glance at the bed behind the two.

Su Ge, as if recognizing the familiar scent on Han City’s body, stopped fussing and muttered softly, “Isn’t this my hubby Han City~”

Han City glared at her, correcting,

“It’s husband.”

Then he carried her out. Just as the door was closing, Su Ge suddenly bit down on Han City’s ear. Caught off guard, Han City let out a muffled grunt.

The sounds coming from within the room were truly… identical.

The door closed completely, and Fu Yisi’s gaze swept around, located the remote, and turned off the large-screen TV.

The room instantly quieted down, Ji Sang furrowed her brows, muttering softly,

“Finally turned it off, the sound was so unpleasant.”

The man actually nodded,

“Yes, it was unpleasant. Then why did you watch it?”

Ji Sang pursed her lips,

“Sister showed it to me; she said I should learn well.”

“Learn?”

Fu Yisi’s brow twitched, his gaze growing heavy,

“Why should you learn?”

“Um…”

Ji Sang suddenly became shy, adopting an affected manner that Fu Yisi had never seen in her before. Fu Yisi was always patient with Ji Sang, enduring the mixed scents of barbecue and alcohol in the room,

“Um? Why learn?”

Ji Sang’s eyes flickered, and before Fu Yisi could comprehend the meaning, Ji Sang suddenly tiptoed to whisper in his ear,

“If you let me touch your jawline, I’ll tell you.”

Fu Yisi: ….

Does this little lady have no idea who he is, daring to touch him?

The man’s complexion darkened instantly.

“Ji Sang, take a good look at who I really am.”

The man applied some force in his hand, causing a slight pain.

Ji Sang frowned,

“You don’t have to agree, but why hit me?”

“Hit you?”

Fu Yisi laughed out of exasperation, looking down at the little lady who couldn’t tell directions,

“Where did I hit you?”

Ji Sang pouted, looking down at her own hand,

“Look, it’s all red.”

Fu Yisi: ….

He had forgotten how delicate Ji Sang’s skin was, easily marked with the slightest pressure.

After letting go, the man rubbed his temple.

Ji Sang took the opportunity to reach out and directly touched the man’s jawline, marveling as she did,

“It’s so beautiful, I really want to capture it.”

The man fell silent for a moment, grinding his teeth,

“Ji Sang.”

The woman even obediently responded, looking up at him with a smile.

“Ow! I know, you are Fu Yisi.”

Fu Yisi’s frown eased a bit, but at that moment Ji Sang leaned in once more, whispering ever so softly,

“Sister told me not to let you stay an ascetic all your life.”

She finished speaking and did not heed the darkening look in the man’s eyes, pouting,

“But I don’t understand anything, this morning what Fu Yisi did… I even got angry, I don’t know what to do, is Fu Yisi… really wanting it that much?”

Ji Sang’s lovely brows were constantly furrowed, her eyes reddish from the alcohol.

Fu Yisi suddenly lost all his anger.

He touched Ji Sang’s head, leaning down to gently kiss her,

“Ji Sang.”

“The reason I reacted is because I want to be close to you.”

“But I won’t force you, do you understand?”

“If you’re scared, we can wait longer.”

“Is it okay to wait until you’re no longer scared?”

“But…”

The man suddenly bit Ji Sang’s lip,

“Don’t make me wait too long.”