Summary
To stay with the person he loved, Fu Rongjing went out of his way to buy a human-skin mask. Then he had his friends take turns disguising themselves as him. I pretended not to know. Every night, I simply treated it as having one more new husband. Tonight’s “husband” was inexperienced, but very good at serving others. Tomorrow night’s “husband” had sharply defined abs and impressive stamina. Two months later, the real Fu Rongjing returned after a near-death ordeal. Blushing sweetly, I went up to greet him. “You’ve been so fierce lately. Can you take a break? Maybe we can try the new position in a couple of days?” Fu Rongjing’s face turned livid. His gaze landed on the hickeys across my collarbone. He was clenching his teeth so hard they nearly cracked. Then, enunciating each word, he asked, “New position?” “Where. Did. You. Use. That. New. Position?”