Mr Fu Is Jealous Everyday After Marriage

Chapter 18

Just as a section came to an end , Ji Xia wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and her chest heaved slightly due to the slight panting.

"Mr. Fu, you are here."

She gave Fu Hengzhi a familiar smile and jogged lightly to him as if nothing had happened.

"I have to go to the venue early tomorrow morning to prepare and probably won't have time to practice so I want to practice for a while today, is it okay?"

"Okay."

Fu Hengzhi sat back where he was waiting for her last time with his fingers crossed in front of him and watched Ji Xia's movements quietly until she was very tired and gasped for breath while leaning on the handlebar, he then walked over and close the door of the dance room from the inside.

After he closed the door, he stood by the handle next to the door and looked at her; "Xia Xia, come here."

Ji Xia walked over to Fu Hengzhi and looked at him cautiously: "Mr. Fu is in a bad mood today? "

Although Fu Hengzhi was still smiling and looking at Ji Xia's eyes with gentle warmth, Ji Xia could always find a little trace that he had hidden.

Ji Xia noticed Fu Hengzhi's unhappiness but instead he smiled even more and pulled Ji Xia's wrist to bring her over, her soft waist pressed against the bar and then he lifted her leg up to the bar.

It's a familiar position but last time Ji Xia turned her back to Fu Hengzhi and watched how she was being fucked through the mirror but this time she faced Fu Hengzhi and it was just like facing a sunken cloud intertwined with sunlight. .

The back of her feet were effortlessly stuck on the handlebars covered with a layer of white silk legs which were very slender and sensual with lines like the most perfect work in the hands of a sculptor.

If it was some other time Fu Hengzhi would be more than willing to appreciate it for a while and to touch Ji Xia when she was too ashamed but today he obviously didn't have that kind of patience.

The stockings were so thin that Fu Hengzhi barely needed any force to pull the silk and the girl's steady movements quickly formed a circular hole between her legs revealing the soft goose-yellow color of the girl's underwear inside.

Ji Xia grabbed Fu Hengzhi's sleeve and looked up at him with her innocent and pitiful appearance which made Fu Hengzhi unconsciously think of her tearful eyes.

Although Ji Xia cried almost as soon as she got into bed and her tears could hardly stop but when she got out of bed, Fu Hengzhi had never even seen her being unhappy.

She always smiled obediently when she saw him and then raised her head like a pet cat that was coquettishly waiting for her master to touch her. The more enthusiasm she felt was contrived, the less she felt it was lacking. Fu Hengzhi has seen many women and only Ji Xia managed this kind of behaviour to be very pleasing and just right.

So now Fu Hengzhi is not sure whether he is unhappy because Ji Xia and Jiang Yao were so close together or whether he is more jealous by the fact that Jiang Yao saw a side of Ji Xia that he has never seen before.

Maybe it was both.

He tore the hole in her white stockings and widened, the sound of the silk thread being stretched made Ji Xia's face red all the way to the tip of her ear. Fu Hengzhi looked down at the white flesh at the base of her thigh and unbuttoned her belt. He raised his hand and pushed Ji Xia's panties aside.

The man's hot genitals pressed against Ji Xia's pussy in the next second but there was no wetness there. The two pieces of soft flesh were shallowly holding his cock and the sensitive tactile nerves magnified the temperature and touch brought by the rough and hard objects themselves, feeling uncomfortable Ji Xia subconsciously reached out and grabbed Fu Hengzhi's neck.

"Mr. Fu...don't, not here, okay..."

Fu Hengzhi turned his back to the floor-to-ceiling windows opposite. Ji Xia was curled up in his arms completely shrouded in his shadow but he still didn't gain the slightest sense of security. .

Fu Hengzhi's hand reached from the hem of her skirt to support the girl's buttocks but out of the corner he was staring at Ji Xia's back in the dancing mirror.

The skirt is old but the back is lace-up and a gray and white straps are crossed and fixed showing the beautiful back line of the girl which is hidden. He pulled the bow at the top and the upper part of the skirt spread out like a beautifully opened package and the girl's body which looked like it was wrapped inside was the best gift for Fu Hengzhi .

He undid the metal buttons of Ji Xia's underwear from behind then leaned down to hold the soft beads of flesh on her nipples.

The moment Ji Xia's nipples were held he straightened his back almost subconsciously and the hand that was holding Fu Hengzhi's sleeves were tightened.

"Hmm..."

The tip of her nipples were constantly being licked and rubbed by a rough and soft object making Ji Xia hum impatiently and softly but she had to beg him softly; "Mr. Fu...not here... ...here...."

There may be classmates coming over to practice dancing any time!