Kiss her 90,000 times

Shi Wan broke away from Fu Conglin's hand, and stood aside by herself.

Fu Conglin stared at his empty hand, then raised his eyes to look at Shi Wan.

Shi Wan took a sip of the juice, and met his probing gaze calmly, "What's wrong?"

"You're angry." The man said firmly.

"Why am I angry?" Shi Wan felt baffled, the sweet juice rolled over her tongue, and she squinted her eyes comfortably.

"Zhao Yunsi."

Shi Wan was slightly startled, then raised her head as if nothing had happened and took a sip, then asked, "Why am I angry with her?"

The two of you came and went as if they were talking tongue twisters.

"Those things she did to you before."

Shi Wan thought about it quietly for two seconds before saying, "It won't happen."

Fu Conglin lowered his eyes and said in a playful tone, "So generous?"

There was something in his words, Shi Wan could hear it.

Just say be mean to him.

Shi Wan glanced at him lazily and said lazily, "That's right, after all, wool comes from sheep."

The smile on Fu Conglin's lips froze.

Shi Wan continued, "If I'm angry, I should be angry with you, right?"

The man's sharp-edged outline was cold and hard, and his brows and eyes were stained with gloom, "What's right?"

Shi Wan chuckled, her voice was soft, she got closer to him, she reached over to fiddle with the buttons of his suit, and twirled them back and forth, "If it wasn't for you, would she target me?"

"Mr. Fu really has a heart of stone. He doesn't care about a woman's will. He is ruthless."

Fu Conglin raised his brows slightly, his thin lips were lightly drawn, and he stared at her with a half-smile, "It's not the emperor, you still expect me to be exposed to rain and dew?"

He brushed off her hand, wrapped his soft little hand in the palm of his hand, and gently stroked her protruding phalanx with his slightly rough fingertips, "I don't see a man with a heart of stone, but a woman with a heartless heart." There is one."

Shi Wan followed suit and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"It's whoever asks."

Shi Wan snorted and wanted to withdraw her hand.

Fu Conglin didn't let go, his fingertips lingered on her nails, and hooked them, "It's time to cut the nails."

Shi Wan looked down, "It's not long."

"It's not long yet. It hurts me to scratch it. Don't you know that you love to scratch people when you're excited?"

This topic was a bit dangerous, Shi Wan didn't want to talk about it, but Fu Conglin didn't like her wish, took the juice in her hand with the other hand and put it aside, grabbed her waist and led him to the corner.

"What are you doing?" Shi Wan stopped and walked and was led by him.

Arriving at a place with a narrow view, the man lowered his head slightly, unbuttoned his cuffs, and rolled them up to show her to look.

"Did you scratch it?"

She didn't look at it, but was pressed by Fu Conglin on the back of her neck, holding that bone vaguely.

Shi Wan had no choice but to look down.

Fu Conglin's arm did have her nail prints, and they were left relatively deep.

I also know that she scratched it out when she was in the hotel before.

The man bowed his head in her ear and said meaningfully, "It looks really excited."

"Are you satisfied with my performance?"

Hotness climbed up Shiwan's face, "I'm not satisfied at all, bad review!"

"Then I'll make persistent efforts." His tone was flat as if saying that it would rain tomorrow.

Shi Wan gave him an elbow angrily, and the man avoided it lightly, "Why, the evidence is solid, and you still want to kill people to silence it?"

Shi Wan gritted her teeth and paused every word, "Kill, you, sister."

"My sister?" Fu Conglin smiled lowly, repeating these two words, thinking about something, thinking carefully on the edge of his teeth, "I only have a sister, but a younger sister..."

"Hmm..." He stammered and his tone was very narrow, "You do."

Shi Wan was dazed for a moment, and after waking up, her face flushed suddenly, she was extremely ashamed, she wished she could sew Fu Conglin's mouth shut with a needle, she stared fiercely at him with no threat, "Shut up, you."

Shi Wan was so angry that she stomped on him, regretting that she wasn't wearing high heels, men don't have a good thing, their minds are full of trash!
Fu Conglin grabbed her hand, turned the fussy woman into his arms, pressed her warm and broad chest against her thin back, and lowered his head against her cheek, "Choose a time, just tonight So, don't you young people pay attention to face-to-face, how about letting your sister and brother meet me tonight?"

He didn't feel that he was older than her at the moment, and his tone was so natural and calm.

In fact, sometimes the word self-taught is not something that men can describe, and women are no exception.

Those things that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, are like when a man kisses, he can't help but touch a woman's breast or buttocks. He knows it shouldn't be, but he can't control it.

Shi Wan seemed to run an old-fashioned steam train in her mind, the water vapor gushing out made a sound, and her whole body was so hot that she was about to evaporate.

"Stinky rascal." She was annoyed.

Some said indiscriminately: "The old bastard still knows face base, he has done a lot of homework, right? It's really hard for you, how does it feel to integrate into our young forces?"

But Fu Conglin didn't get angry, slipped his hand down and pinched her thigh, and calmed down and said, "That's great."

Shi Wan was about to explode with anger, her face was on fire, how could she be Fu Conglin's opponent by playing tricks.

She couldn't bear to be teased by the man's few words, and she felt like an active volcano, which could erupt and burst at any time.

Accept it when you see it, I'm afraid it will make people anxious and you won't be able to get it right.

Fu Conglin let go of Shiwan, looked at her flushed face, and commented concisely: "I can play tricks."

"I haven't made any progress at all." Fu Conglin is still so passive and jerky, which is what Fu Conglin is happy to see.

Shi Wan felt deeply offended by him, and didn't want to talk to him at all.

Let her compete with a mature man, or a man who is several years older than her, how can Shi Wan compare with him even after the experience.

If the tofu was eaten, she would beat it upside down. Shi Wan really wanted to kill Fu Conglin.

"Yeah, I'm not good at it, you can find someone who is good at it."

The man said in a calm voice, "How can it be more interesting than you? Only when young fruits are ripened slowly can you feel a sense of accomplishment, don't you think?"

Fu Conglin paused as he spoke, his brows furrowed, and he looked embarrassed: "You can't say that you are young, at most you are half-cooked, but I can give you a chance to fall into my hands, and you are lucky. "

Shi Wan felt an evil fire in her heart, she gritted her teeth and stared at Fu Conglin, "Thank you."

The man didn't change his expression, "You're welcome."

Angrily, Shi Wan left an obvious footprint on his suit pants, snorted coldly, and hurried away.

Fu Conglin stood where he was, endured it for two seconds, then frowned and took a breath.

How to kick people at every turn, who is used to this problem.

He suddenly missed Shi Wan when she was not married. At that time, she was really pure, and the little girl had all her thoughts on her face, and even those seductive methods were especially raw and immature.

Fu Conglin has never defined his impression of the other half until he met Shi Wan, and he has a somewhat clear mind.

Men are inferior because of their nature, they like to lure their prey into their trap in a relaxed state.

Fu Conglin's winning ticket was in his hands, probably the only wrong move was Shi Wan's.

It is absolutely impossible to ask him to let go now.

The male possessive desire drawn from the bones, the strong and restrained Fu Conglin will never give the prey a second chance to escape.