Quick Wear: Male Supporting Role, Your Wife is Here, Do You Want Her?

Chapter 225 The Demon Cult Leader of the Wulin World 8

But what Qi Linhe said was not without reason.

They were well aware of Fu Qingye's amnesia. When they first brought him back, they made some brief inquiries and, after finding no trace of his family, they put the matter behind them.

Father Jiang originally only thought that he was familiar with all the major sects in the martial arts world, but none of them knew Fu Qingye, so he must be from some small sect.

Father Jiang did not dislike Fu Qingye because of her identity. He thought it was a good idea. If she came from a famous family, the future of the young couple would still be debatable. But if she came from a small family, he could keep his daughter by his side with peace of mind.

Wanwan has a kind heart, but has had a weak health since childhood. He does not expect his daughter to achieve much in martial arts, but only hopes that she can live a safe and happy life.

But after being reminded by Qi Linhe's words, he began to worry about Fu Qingye's true identity. With such great skills, he had never stood out in the martial arts world before. This was too abnormal!

Thinking of this, a hint of coldness flashed in Father Jiang's eyes. If he really found out that Fu Qingye was pretending to have amnesia, or was hiding in Meihua Villa with other intentions, he would never be merciful!

Father Jiang moistened his throat and casually said, "Aye, now that you and Wanwan are married, it is hard to justify not seeing your parents. Do you still have any memories of the past? If we have clues, we can help you find your family!"

Fu Qingye was so perceptive that he certainly understood the implication of Jiang's father's words.

But it was not that he intended to conceal it, but that he really could not remember what happened in the past. But somehow, he always felt that his identity was not simple. If it was exposed rashly, there would be all kinds of accidents!

Originally, he had nothing to be afraid of when he was alone, but now that he had Wanwan, when he thought of the warmth and satisfaction when hugging her tightly, Fu Qingye felt a softness in his heart.

After saying a few perfunctory words, he returned to his residence with Jiang Wan.

On the way, Fu Qingye was absent-minded. This matter was like a landmine that could explode at any time, and it was always buried in his heart.

It was not that he had no direction to look for, but because his search was fruitless, he became more and more worried.

Although he had lost his memory, his martial arts skills were still there. Fu Qingye didn't understand the situation at first, but he was still cautious and kept practicing the martial arts of Plum Blossom Villa, and also showed the martial arts of Plum Blossom Villa to others.

He had been secretly searching for martial arts that were similar to his own, but the more he searched, the more frightened he became. Even at the martial arts competitions where many people from the martial arts world were competing to recruit a bride, he had not seen any martial arts moves that were similar to his own. But he had secretly tested them and found that those martial arts moves were very powerful, and they should not be unknown in the martial arts world...

"Aye!" Jiang Wan slapped Fu Qingye hard. Seeing that he was frightened by him, he laughed even more happily. "How was it? Did I behave well just now? I took such good care of you. Are you happy?"

Fu Qingye frowned slightly and glanced at her helplessly.

Before Jiang Wan could react, he stretched out his long arms and held the person in his arms.

Fu Qingye lowered his voice, and the long tail tone was ambiguous and tender, "I am really happy, thank you Wanwan for everything you have done for me, then we should go back quickly, so that your husband can make it up to you..."

Fu Qingye pronounced the word "compensation" word by word with exceptional clarity.

Recalling his wild and rude behavior yesterday, Jiang Wan's face instantly collapsed, and he waved his hands and said, "No, no, no, let's go back slowly, you don't have to compensate me..."

Fu Qingye moved a little closer, his long eyelashes casting a dense shadow. If his eyes could be translated into reality, Jiang Wan would probably be naked now.

No matter how Jiang Wan acted like a spoiled brat, Fu Qingye still forcefully half-carried him back.

The door was slammed shut, Fu Qingye threw Jiang Wan on the bed, and the next second, he had already begun to skillfully unbutton his belt and collar...

Looking at the man's increasingly passionate gaze, Jiang Wan swallowed hard, his legs went weak, and his face turned pale.

What on earth is this man made of? He doesn't feel tired at all!

Seeing that Fu Qingye was only wearing a shirt and was about to stride towards her, Jiang Wan hurriedly lifted the quilt and wrapped herself tightly in it.

Fu Qingye approached step by step, and the air pressure around him became increasingly low. Jiang Wan bit her lower lip tightly, not even having the courage to look Fu Qingye in the eye.

"I...I need to rest..."

"Rest?" Fu Qingye chewed on the word with interest. "Didn't Wanwan ask me to make it up to you just now? Your husband hasn't made up for you yet, how can I bear to let you miss out?"

The two were very close to each other. Jiang Wan felt that her whole body was surrounded by his breath. When she raised her head, her lips could touch Fu Qingye's chin.

Jiang Wan had a gloomy face and didn't answer. He stood stiffly and didn't dare to move.

The next moment, Fu Qingye approached fiercely, held her whole body and the quilt in his arms, and kissed her forcefully on the forehead without saying a word.

"Go to sleep!" Fu Qingye closed his eyes and said lightly.

This man who usually looks like a god of death, makes people feel oppressed just by looking at his face. At this moment, he closed his eyes, and Jiang Wan finally had time to take a closer look. He had a flat and broad forehead, a straight nose, and angular lips. He really had an extremely handsome face.

Before Jiang Wan could take a closer look, the man suddenly opened his eyes, his dim eyes hiding a few barely audible flames, "Don't want to sleep? Then do you want to find something to do?"

Jiang Wan shook his head repeatedly.

The weather was hot and she was wrapped in the quilt, soon she broke out in a thin layer of sweat.

At this moment, Jiang Wan struggled to break free from the quilt, kicked it to the end of the bed, then swaggered into Fu Qingye's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Wan was really tired. His brows were relaxed, his breathing was shallow, and he was sleeping soundly.

Fu Qingye had been maintaining the same posture, and just when he was about to adjust, Jiang Wan, like an octopus, hugged him even tighter.

Helplessly, he tilted his head and lowered his eyes, carefully looking at Jiang Wan's sleeping face.

Under the thick long eyelashes is the delicate nose tip, and behind that are the light pink lips. Only by experiencing it personally can you understand its attraction.

Fu Qingye felt inexplicably dry in the mouth, but he was reluctant to wake up the tired Jiang Wan. He just touched her gently a few times with affection and then hugged her tighter in his arms.

Only when that soft body was completely comforted in his arms could Fu Qingye's empty heart feel momentarily satisfied.

......

After resting for a few days, Jiang Wan felt refreshed!

After staying at home for a long time, Fu Qingye was always thinking about those things, so when he had some free time, Jiang Wan excitedly took people to the nearby market town to go shopping.

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