Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Fu Jingting was startled, and looked at her face through the dim light. She was still in a dream, her eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes were like brushes. Unlike in the daytime, she was soft and relaxed at this moment. Stretched, very relaxed.

There was a slight blush on her face, her lips were slightly parted, and her shallow hum was like a cat meowing in the dark night, which made people's hearts flustered.

"Allure?"

He called her softly, his voice was close to her ear, his voice was tight and obviously depressed.

She murmured, seeming to have heard it but didn't seem to hear it, she rubbed her sideways face against his chest, her soft lips brushed past him as if there was nothing there, and she also pressed against his body.

His T-shirt was too wide for her, and the neckline was loose, and everything that could be seen and could not be seen fell into the eyes.

Fu Jingting only felt that his breath was being choked, and his chest heaved violently. He stretched out his hand to hook her climbing leg, and reminded her in a hoarse voice, "Don't tempt me, I can't stand your temptation."

Such a light voice, scattered in the night.

No one can hear or see.

Fu Jingting admits that he is not a gentleman, let alone Liu Xiahui who can sit still, she has a cold face and is thousands of miles away from him, and he has to stand on the peak to get close to him.

What's more, she took the initiative to pester and approach.

Even though she might not be sober.

Fu Jingting hugged him, as if his beating heart was about to jump out. He mocked his anxiety at the moment, wanting to do something bad and afraid of being found out and slapping him.

Both of them have given birth to a child. It is ridiculous to have such a panic at this moment, but it is true. The heart is pounding and jumping out of the chest.

He wanted to kiss her crazily and fiercely, but when his lips fell, he still held back his strength. He kissed her lips, her neck, and heard her panting voice rising and falling in the dark night, which was very similar to the sound of a piano. People can't help but want to continue to try how many moving music sounds there are.

Xu Qingcheng had a very strange dream. He dreamed that two giant dragons were playing in the air. There was a beautiful silver dragon with majestic horns on its head and sharp blades on its claws. There are bloody scars, and the other is a petite fiery red dragon. There seems to be a small flame on the tail of the dragon, and the eyeballs are dripping with playfulness.

The dream was very real, so real that it seemed that she could touch them by raising her hand, and even the scales on her body were clearly visible.

She should be afraid of such huge two dragons, but she loves them inexplicably, so she wanted to get closer and take a closer look, but suddenly the silver-white dragon disappeared, leaving only the little charmander who was restless. Turn around.

Xu Qingcheng was in a daze and seemed to be also anxious. Suddenly, there was a ball of fire in front of him. The raging flames were full of fire in his dreams. The flame spread and burned people to death.

She felt thirsty, her throat was dry and itchy, her breathing was not smooth, she was panting badly, the unbearable heat was driving people crazy, her body was full of unbearable longing, the scorching heat scorched her mind, Suddenly feeling full of grievance and panic, she couldn't help crying.

She slumped softly and obediently in his arms and let him do whatever he wanted. Fu Jingting supported his arms, his forehead was tense, and his whole body was about to explode, but he was still careful and gentle. He was delighted by her obedience. My heart is wrapped in layers, and I can't escape anymore.

He couldn't wait and endured desperately, the desire to hold her was so strong, it spread from the depths of his heart little by little, all over his body.

His lips spread on her body, dyeing her body, but the woman's sudden sobbing sound successfully stopped all his movements.

He suddenly raised his face to look at her, her face was tightly closed, her eyelashes were trembling, and the corners of her eyes were wet.

"Qingcheng." He called her, feeling a little flustered in his heart, and stretched out his hand to caress her side face, "Don't cry, it's my fault."

He held her face to apologize, called her baby, and coaxed her softly, but she really took this trick, and calmed down like this, rubbing her face against his palm, not sober, but no longer sobbing.

Fu Jingting was helpless, he rested his head on her forehead, sighed, adjusted her clothes, watched her turn over on the bed, and fell asleep peacefully.

The man's eyes fell, he fell down beside her and lay down for a while, then cursed in a low voice, got up and went into the bathroom.

……

Fu Jingting made her a human pillow, and most of her body was pressed against him. She could touch it but couldn't touch it. This night was definitely a sweet torment for him.

The bed in the guest room was not too small. Wishing to sleep on the other side, in order to prevent her from falling off the bed, she was given enough space. This little man took up most of the bed by himself.

He wanted to hold Wishing between the two of them, but he didn't want to move when he looked at the woman half lying on his body.

So be it.

Xu Qingcheng slept soundly that night, except for a part in the middle that disturbed her a bit, but his pillow was quite comfortable.

The sound of the pounding heartbeat is steady and powerful, not in a hurry or slow, and it is very reassuring to listen to.

Wait...heartbeat?
Xu Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes.

"morning."

The hoarse voice of a man who wakes up in the morning greets her.Xu Qingcheng's mind tightened, and he was speechless when he met his eyes.

One of her legs was still on his body, and her body was also pressing half of his body. The man's arm was wrapped around her waist. This posture was too intimate and ambiguous.

But no matter how you look at it, it seems that she took the initiative... and she is now disheveled, with T-shirts on and off.

Xu Qingcheng's mind exploded, she hurriedly wanted to get up, but was hooked by his arm, the man was about to press her under him, Xu Qingcheng hurriedly put his arms on his chest.

"How do you..."

"Wishing wetted the bed." Fu Jingting took the lead in explaining. He pulled back the arm that was pressed by her, and pressed his palm on her shoulder. "It's still early, you can sleep with Wishing for a while."

Xu Qingcheng turned her head, wishing was beside her, she was sleeping soundly, most of her buttocks were exposed outside.

Following her gaze, Fu Jingting saw it too. He laughed, stretched out his hand to cover the wishing quilt, and then got up.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Xu Qingcheng tugging on the T-shirt on her body, her face was as red as burning.

Her skin is fair and delicate, and it is easy to leave marks.

She is annoyed.

"Fu Jingting, you are going too far!"

The eye circles turned red instantly, how could he bully her while she was sleeping.

He really couldn't refute her question.

Just seeing her getting up and running outside, he subconsciously stopped them, put his arms around her waist and locked her in his arms, "I just kissed her, and I didn't do anything else."

"Where did you kiss?"

What does it mean to kiss, what does it mean to do nothing?

How dare he say that!

Xu Qingcheng stomped on his foot angrily.

There are even light bruises on the heels of her legs. She is not an inexperienced girl, so it is impossible for her not to know what is going on.

She even doubted whether the sinking in the dream she thought was reality.

She still remembers the urgent feeling of wanting to be hugged, even the one who took the initiative is still her.

She sleeps very lightly. Why did she sleep so deeply last night that she couldn't wake up.

Her eye circles were red and she was annoyed and angry, but this anger was not all directed at him, but also at herself.

The more irritable she was, the more she couldn't show a good look towards him. She couldn't blame herself, so she all rushed at him, and didn't even bother to carefully distinguish how thought-provoking such questions were.

The man stared at her with dark eyes, with evil fire in his eyes, he picked her up and walked outside, looking for a place for the two of them, so as not to wake her up and make a wish.

Xu Qingcheng was no match for him even though he was kicking around. The man hugged her and turned into the study next to her, "Want to know? Let me tell you."

He put her on the desk, pulled her T-shirt up, Xu Qingcheng gasped, she grabbed her violently, and kicked him.

Fu Jingting grabbed her ankle and lifted it up, Xu Qingcheng fell on his back on the desk, she screamed and kicked her legs, the man bullied him.

He propped his arms on the desk, his black eyes were burning with evil fire, "I endured you all night, are you sure you want to ask me where I kissed?"

He held down one of her legs, the skin under his palm was soft and fair, and he tapped it lightly with his fingertips.

"The whole body, including..."

"you shut up!"

Xu Qingcheng yelled to stop him, she tried to sit up with her arms on her arms, and the two of them looked at each other.

"You have no credibility at all, and I will never make a wish to spend the night with you in the future."

Fu Jingting sighed suddenly, regardless of her struggle, reached out and hugged her in his arms, "If you don't want to, I won't mess around. Give me a chance and let me take care of you."

"unnecessary!"

She gritted her breath back, but tears almost fell out.

He said something like this...

What the hell does he mean? !

"Let me go, I'm going to take my wish away." There was a tear in her voice.

The man looked down at her, and saw that her red eyes were really shining with water.

His heart tightened, and he pressed his fingers on her eyebrows. Xu Qingcheng tilted his head and slapped his hand away. She pursed her lips tightly, and tears fell out with her tilting her head.

Xu Qingcheng didn't want to cry, but she just couldn't help it, her heart was sore.

She can't find a way to get along with him normally now. She doesn't want to meet him, but it's impossible not to meet him because of her wish.

She couldn't get along with him calmly, she was afraid.

She felt that there was a distance between the two of them, and the swords were on the verge of breaking out. This was the right way, so that she would not be afraid, let alone waver.

Seeing her crying, Fu Jingting's heart sank to the bottom, and he just loathed him so much.

He really has no experience in chasing women, and he doesn't know what to do if he is rejected.

His face remained calm, and his heart panicked.

The man supported her face with his palm, and wiped away her tears with his fingers, "Don't cry, I said you don't want to and I won't mess around. Last night I didn't..."

"You! Shut up!" Xu Qingcheng stared at him viciously when he turned around, and almost sewed his mouth shut.

There were tears in her eyes, and they were angry, angry, and tearful, like roses with dew in the morning.

Delicate.

It's so beautiful.

"Okay, I won't talk." He rolled his Adam's apple impatiently, and covered her eyes with his hand, "Don't cry. Pack it up, and I'll take you back after breakfast."

Zhong Wanxiu opened the door, and the living room below was quiet, probably not getting up yet.

They had an important event yesterday, so they had no choice but to ask the nanny to bring a wish to Jing Ting, but unexpectedly, his nanny didn't stay and wanted to bring it himself, Zhong Wanxiu couldn't let it go.

Today's young people don't know how to take care of children, especially a man.

But he called last night and said that there is no need to worry about wishing and falling asleep.

Zhong Wanxiu woke up early to take a look.

The little guy was already cute, but also because she was young, had poor hearing, and underwent surgery, it was inevitable that she would receive more love and care.

Zhong Wanxiu just likes it. When she sees making a wish, she thinks of Si Chen when she was a child.

It is said that daughters are mother's little padded jackets, and boys like them too, but they like girls even more.

Asked the nanny to cook porridge and bring it in a thermos, but Zhong Wanxiu yelled downstairs but no one answered her.

She went upstairs directly, and went straight to the master bedroom, but no one was seen when the door was open.

Zhong Wanxiu was puzzled when she heard voices coming from the study.

"I don't eat breakfast, and I don't want you to send it to me. Can I not take a taxi?" The strong nasal voice complained angrily, but it seemed that there was still a trace of unspeakable coquettishness.

Zhong Wanxiu frowned, who is it?
The thick nasal voice made the original voice a little distorted, but these words sounded like rejection, and a little...

Just that kind of delicate woman, the kind of movement that seduces a man, and she wants to refuse but still welcome.

This word describes it quite aptly.

Ms. Zhong had already made a portrait in her mind, and she was inexplicably annoyed, bringing all messy women home.

Wish is still here, what is he doing? !

Do you still want a wife and children? !

"It's not easy to take a taxi here. I'll just drop you off. Be obedient."

Jing Ting's voice was really humble enough.Zhong Wanxiu had never heard him speak like that.

It's really not a good feeling to be a mother. Sooner or later, the son I raised will take advantage of other women.

Of course, it's okay if this other woman is a lovable person, but I'm afraid she is a little goblin who doesn't like her.

Zhong Wanxiu thought that Xu Qingcheng would be her daughter-in-law in her heart, but as a man, he inevitably has some bad roots. When she thought of this, Ms. Zhong became annoyed, and she pushed open the door of the study without thinking about any taboos.

The scene that caught the eye almost made Ms. Zhong gasp, and her anger went straight to the top of her head.

The man stood at the table and blocked the woman in front of him, but the woman's legs were swinging beside him...

"Mom? Why are you here?"

The sudden opening of the study door was scary enough. Xu Qingcheng knew that there was no one else here, and when she heard the door opening, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to poke her head.

When Fu Jingting called her mother again, Xu Qingcheng's scalp buzzed.

Zhong Wanxiu can't see people, and her good upbringing prevents her from saying particularly harsh words, but she hates iron for being weak.

He just shouted in a cold voice, "Come out."

The voice was obviously angry.

Fu Jingting clicked his tongue, what's going on today.

If one is not coaxed well, another one will come.

He was about to turn around when someone grabbed the T-shirt on his chest.

Xu Qingcheng panicked, she looked like this... As soon as he walked away, she was completely exposed.

She bit her lip and looked at him.

In fact, I don't know what to do, but she can't meet Zhong Wanxiu in such disheveled clothes.

She is the wishing mom.

He is the wishing father.

That's right, but there is no relationship between them, they are...the relationship of each single.

Fu Jingting looked down at her, you said she was pampered with him, angry, swearing, kicking and kicking all kinds of naughty tricks.

But just one, in front of the elders, she never loses her manners.

"Mom, the wish is in the guest bedroom. Go and see if she is awake?" Fu Jingting wanted to dismiss Ms. Zhong.

"You also know that wishing is in the guest bedroom!" Zhong Wanxiu's cold voice was raised three times, "You just recognized your daughter and you can't wait to find her a stepmother? Fu Jingting, do you have any brains?! Are you at least right?" Create a good environment for wishing, don't bring all women home."