Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband
Chapter 171: 145: Ji Sang and I Are Nearly One Year into Our Marriage

Chapter 171: Chapter 145: Ji Sang and I Are Nearly One Year into Our Marriage

Ji Sang couldn’t even open her eyes, yet she felt ashamed and angry due to the man’s post-coital teasing, raising her hand to cover his mouth.

“Can’t you stop talking?”

Her voice was soft and husky, timid and flirtatious.

It undoubtedly provided a thrill to Fu Yisi’s ears.

Indeed, they were both around twenty-eight or twenty-nine, almost a year into their marriage, and the husband, who had just had his first taste, couldn’t resist teasing.

Fu Yisi’s gaze slightly lowered, landing on Ji Sang’s shoulder.

There, he saw his own marks resembling vibrant petals. As he gently traced them with his finger, Ji Sang instinctively shrugged her shoulders.

Such a sensitive reaction made Fu Yisi laugh proudly.

The man grabbed Ji Sang’s hand and placed it under his jaw, seductively coaxing in a low voice,

“How about one more time?”

Ji Sang: …..

Without waiting for Ji Sang’s response, the man began his movements.

This was not seeking consent; it was clearly just an announcement.

That’s what Ji Sang thought before her consciousness blurred again.

…..

By the time Ji Sang woke up again, it was ten o’clock.

Even though the curtains were drawn, the brightness in the room still hinted at the scorching sunlight outside.

Ji Sang sat in a dazed state for a long time before she could open her eyes. Motionless, her mind automatically replayed everything from last night.

The sexy Fu Yisi, the passionate Fu Yisi, his eyes filled with lust… the sweaty Fu Yisi, teasing her deliberately…

Each scene, each frame, was so vivid and profound.

So it turned out that on matters of passion, Fu Yisi was fervent.

His intensity caught her off guard, yet she willingly surrendered.

Only…

He was a bit too unrestrained.

Over and over again, even after a bath, he still desired more in the bathroom.

Ji Sang moved her hand, only to find it unusually heavy, as if it were not a part of her own body.

“Ouch—”

Ji Sang furrowed her brows, looking down at the marks on her body, and swore softly,

“Damn man.”

The spot next to her was already cool. Ji Sang sat up and took a few minutes to recover.

Only then did she see a note left by Fu Yisi on the bedside table.

“Stay in bed and rest well, wait for me to come back.”

Ji Sang: …..

It was only then that Ji Sang realized something was amiss.

Why was it that Fu Yisi exerted all the effort, but in the end, it was her who was tired? And… Fu Yisi’s energy was just too much.

How late had they gone on last night?

Until two in the morning? Or three?

Yet he was able to get up early and go to work.

Thinking of this, Ji Sang sighed and remarked on the differences between men and women. Fu Yisi could wake up so early, while she… slept until ten o’clock…

Ten o’clock…

Ji Sang suddenly widened her eyes, slapping her forehead.

It was over…

How could she forget they were now staying at the old house?

In a flurry, Ji Sang got up from the bed, hastily grabbed a set of clothes, and entered the bathroom. The soreness in her body made her walk a bit awkwardly, but once in the bathroom, Ji Sang had only casually glanced, then froze completely when she saw herself in the mirror.

She was wearing the camisole nightgown from yesterday, which Fu Yisi must have put on her after the event.

Already immodest to begin with, her exposed shoulders, neck, and even… the area above her chest, were dotted with marks.

On her collarbone, there were Fu Yisi’s bite marks…

Ji Sang’s face suddenly flushed red.

This…

Was this the work of a normal person?

How could she face anyone like this?

What can she use to shield herself in such scorching heat?

Ms. Ji felt like crying without tears, wishing she could run to the hospital and curse Fu Yisi out.

She said many times that she didn’t want it, didn’t want it, yet this stinky man insisted on it more fiercely each time.

…

In the hospital, everyone noticed that Dr. Fu was different today, looking more spirited than before, and most importantly, a faint smile hung on the doctor’s lips all day!

He seemed much gentler overall, without the usual chilly air.

As the only one who could occasionally joke with Dr. Fu, Xiao Zhang naturally became the target of everyone’s encouragement.

“Xiao Zhang, go find out, has Dr. Fu recently received some good news?”

“Could it be that he’s going to marry Ms. Ji?”

“No way? So soon?”

“Other than that, what else could it be? There hasn’t been any recent position changes in the hospital.”

“…Does Dr. Fu look like someone who cares about positions? When those research institute people came for him, Dr. Fu refused them without even blinking.”

“…”

So, Xiao Zhang reluctantly took on the task of probing Fu Yisi.

Although Xiao Zhang himself was also extra curious, after all, it was about Dr. Fu’s private life… it still made him somewhat uneasy.

After knocking and receiving permission, Xiao Zhang cleared his throat, straightened his clothes, and then entered.

Fu Yisi was reviewing a patient case, with his hair in front of his forehead not neatly arranged as before but casually falling down.

The motion of bending down exposed his pale and slender neck, along with a hint of red mark.

Xiao Zhang, with sharp eyes, immediately spotted the red mark on Fu Yisi’s neck.

Initially, he thought it was an injury, but as he was about to ask, Xiao Zhang suddenly thought of another possibility.

After waiting a while without hearing any sound, he then raised his head.

His fingers lightly tapped on the desk a few times.

“What’s up?”

Xiao Zhang suddenly came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze, and met Fu Yisi’s still composed eyes.

This made him even more convinced of his inner guess.

Since when was Dr. Fu such an easy-going person?

Zhang Ting coughed a few times and touched his nose.

“Um… on behalf of our medical colleagues, I came to inquire about… just…”

Fu Yisi raised an eyebrow.

“Why are you beating around the bush?”

Zhang Ting’s face turned red, he gathered his courage, closed his eyes, and blurted out loudly.

“Are you and Ms. Ji going to have some happy news?”

His loud voice not only stunned several people squatting outside the office, but even the always composed Fu Yisi frowned at Xiao Zhang’s shout.

Zhang Ting also covered his mouth immediately after shouting.

The man put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, and asked,

“What do you mean by… ‘good news’?”

Zhang Ting felt a bit excited to actually get a reply from Fu Yisi, and in his excitement, he didn’t pay attention to his wording.

“Well, of course, it’s the good news of getting married.”

Married, huh…

Fu Yisi shook his head.

“Ah… is it not?”

Zhang Ting felt a bit disappointed; he thought he would get to have Dr. Fu’s wedding sweets.

“So… is there something happy for Dr. Fu today?”

Happy news?

Of course, there was happy news.

The man who succeeded in eating meat was in an especially good mood.

“I’ve been married to Ji Sang for almost a week now.”

Boom—

It was as if a super bomb exploded in front of Zhang Ting.

Devastation, not a blade of grass alive.