Chapter 4

Chapter 4

My marriage-alliance husband was getting more and more creative, sometimes to the point that I could barely keep up.

I’d had a lot of social engagements lately, so it was already very late when I got home, and I was a little drunk.

Fu Jinhua had made me sobering soup. It was sweet, and he fed it to me spoonful by spoonful.

I lifted my eyes to look at him and found his expression rather gloomy.

In my drunken state, I didn’t think too much of it. I reached out to smooth away the crease between his brows.

“Don’t frown.”

Fu Jinhua held me up, looking none too pleased. “How did you get this drunk?”

I cupped his face and studied him for a long while before smiling brightly. “Hubby.”

He froze.

A few seconds later, I heard him sigh softly again.

“Why have you been sighing so much lately?” I asked him.

Fu Jinhua’s answer came only after a pause. “Because I despise myself.”

I didn’t understand. “You’re so wonderful. Why would you despise yourself?”

Fu Jinhua had been a favored son of heaven since he was young, the perfect child everyone else’s parents talked about. I couldn’t understand why he still felt the need to humblebrag like this.

“Then do you love me?” he suddenly asked.

Love?

We weren’t in bed right now, so for a moment, I didn’t know how to face that question.

I did have feelings for him. I liked him. But I didn’t know whether it had reached the level of love.

In the brief moment I hesitated, Fu Jinhua had already stopped fixating on the question.

He crouched down to take off my high heels, then carried me into the bathroom.

I used to feel deeply embarrassed about him bathing me, but Fu Jinhua was always so energetic in bed that several times afterward, I couldn’t be bothered to move at all.

Fu Jinhua would clean me up himself.

Once, twice, again and again.

Habit really was a terrifying thing.

I liked Fu Jinhua’s kisses. They were always lingering and tender.

But tonight, after he placed me on the bed, he didn’t immediately kiss me.

My mind was still muddled, my gaze unfocused, when I saw Fu Jinhua walk over with his tie in his hand.

?

His fingertips brushed over my wrist as he discussed it with me softly. “Shall we play a game tonight?”

I pointed at the tie and asked, “Are you going to tie me up?”

“May I?”

I shook my head. “I don’t want that.”

Fu Jinhua stopped at once. He looked at me for a long while, then suddenly asked, “Then what if you tie me up?”

Fu Jinhua, tied to the headboard… Meeting his deep, dark gaze, I nodded as if possessed.

Fu Jinhua, with both hands restrained, looked as though I could do anything I wanted to him. It stirred an especially strong desire for control.

I didn’t think I was a bad woman.

But perhaps tonight, the alcohol had eroded my sense of shame. I especially wanted to see him lose control.

Fu Jinhua had even prepared a black strip of cloth, and I used it to cover his eyes.

He couldn’t see what I looked like, so I indulged myself with a self-deceiving boldness. It was a very hazy night.

So much so that when I woke the next day and thought back on it, I couldn’t help pulling the blanket over my head.

Especially when I saw the marks still left on Fu Jinhua’s wrists.

How could I be this kind of person… But Fu Jinhua, bound by both hands and blindfolded last night, had been so sexy.

Fu Jinhua’s suit jacket covered those marks for him, but the moment I thought of him going to work with marks all over his body, going off to be that decisive, formidable CEO Fu, my heart couldn’t help fluttering again.

I was a little bad.