Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

Fearing that Ye Siyu would reprimand him again, Gu Xiaoman quickly brought the topic back on track.

"So, is there a recommended perfume?"

"You don't need to clean up those, just tidy up the show money I bought this time and take them home." Ye Siyu ordered the servant lightly, took a cup of hot milk and walked to the balcony.

"I think there are two models that are more suitable for you. One is the English pear freesia, and the other is Palladino Garden No. 1. The first one has William pear and cantaloupe in the top notes, rose and freesia in the middle notes, and the back note The tone is also very good, patchouli, ambergris and musk. The second top note is bergamot, grapefruit, orange, the middle note is suzuki, magnolia, rose, and the back note is green leaf heart, ambergris, and musk. This Both are very suitable for you, sweet and pure."

"By the way, there were these two bottles of perfume in the birthday present I gave you last year. They should be in Yuting Garden. You can find them and smell them to see if you like them. If you don't like them, my sister will recommend them to you."

Ye Siyu drank the milk and went back to the house, and changed clothes while talking, "Okay, I won't tell you, I have to pack up and go to the airport."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Xiaoman found an exquisite box from the cloakroom, which was full of perfume that Ye Siyu had given her.

The perfume was packed in a small bag, and the label on the bag was marked with the date. She found out the two types that Ye Siyu mentioned, and she opened the package and smelled each of them. She immediately fell in love with the smell of English pear freesia.

He simply sprayed it on his body and went back to the bedroom with the bottle.

Mr. Fu should have just taken a shower, changed into pajamas, and his hair is covered with moisture, and he is blowing his hair.

Gu Xiaoman passed by him, and naturally put the perfume in the place vacated by the perfume before.

As soon as the bottle was placed, a warm body suddenly stuck behind him, and his warm breath sprayed on his white shoulders, Gu Xiaoman was aroused with goosebumps, and instinctively moved forward to hide.

"what happened?"

"Did you change your perfume?"

The deep bubbling sound penetrated into the cochlea, Gu Xiaoman shrank his shoulders a little itchy, nodded his body stiffly, restrained his shyness, raised his eyes to look at Fu Wenyao in the mirror who leaned closer to her, and asked a question casually.

"What's the matter, don't you like it?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she realized how ambiguous the words were, and her heartbeat speeded up for no reason, but her eyes firmly did not move away from Fu Wenyao.

It seems that Fu Wenyao's answer is very important to her.

The little wife suddenly became short of breath, probably because of emotional agitation, the smell of roses and freesia was quite strong, lingering at the tip of her nose.

His eyes fell on the small and crimson earlobe of his little wife, Fu Wenyao's eyes darkened, his anger rose, and he opened his mouth to enclose the red earlobe.

Gu Xiaoman was nervously looking at Fu Wenyao in the mirror, waiting for the man's answer, and saw the man's movements by surprise, under the double impact of vision and feeling.

She was stunned, her delicate face suddenly flushed, and her hands on her knees curled up helplessly.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Mr. Fu!How could Mr. Fu do such a provocative thing!Did Mr. Fu drink fake wine? !

This is too, too perverted!

How could Mr. Fu be so good at it!
Fu Wenyao in the mirror suddenly raised his eyes to look at her. Gu Xiaoman's pupils shrunk, his heart trembled, his breathing quickened, and he could hardly sit still. His body became weak, and he leaned against Fu Wenyao. Together, the temperature on Gu Xiaoman's face became even higher.

The little wife in the mirror blushed so badly, she was wearing a nightgown that he personally chose, her delicate collarbone was blushing, and further down... Fu Wenyao's eyes sank fiercely, an evil fire rushed straight to his lower abdomen, and his heart burned It was so bad that his hand involuntarily stroked his little wife's waist.

The silk nightdress under his palm was smooth and soft, but Fu Wenyao knew that the little wife's skin was more delicate and smooth than the silk nightdress.

Although it has been three and a half years and almost four years since their only intimacy, the memory of that night is deeply imprinted in his mind, and even the touch of his little wife's skin is still fresh in his memory.

The broad palms at the waist were like Luo Tie being imprisoned through the nightgown at the waist, Gu Xiaoman's breathing became more and more rapid, and his hands tightly clutched the nightgown on his knees, feeling both fear and a hint of anticipation in his heart.

The little wife's eyes seemed to be covered with mist, her pink lips were slightly parted, and the naughty tongue could almost be seen inside.

Fu Wenyao couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her shoulder, and slowly rubbed the hand on the little wife's waist, all the cells in his body clamored for his crazy desire for the little wife.

He wants her.

This blunt thought hit his brain, and the little wife was extraordinarily obedient, Fu Wenyao could hardly control this thought.

Seeing the desire in Fu Wenyao's deep eyes, Gu Xiaoman curled up his toes nervously and couldn't help guessing.

Does Mr. Fu like her because he treats her like this?
As soon as this thought appeared, her body softened even more.

She and Mr. Fu are both adults. She really likes Mr. Fu. If Mr. Fu also likes her, then... she is willing.

Although she and Mr. Fu had shared the same bed for so long before, Mr. Fu was a gentleman and never crossed the threshold. She thought that Mr. Fu was naturally lustless.

Now it seems that Mr. Fu was a real gentleman before.

It must have been very hard for Mr. Fu to bear it for so long before. She likes Mr. Fu and is willing to do so.

Wanting to understand this, Gu Xiaoman curled up his hands and mustered up the courage to quietly touch Mr. Fu's hand on her waist.

As soon as her hand covered Mr. Fu's, the hand around her waist suddenly tightened. Gu Xiaoman was startled, and hid in Fu Wenyao's arms.

"Xiao Xiao, do you know what you are doing?"

A man's deep and hoarse voice sounded next to his ears, Gu Xiaoman's legs were limp from being lifted, and he nodded with a blushing face, moved his little hand, gropingly inserted into Fu Wenyao's fingertips, and interlocked with the man.

"I, I wish..."

The mobile phone on the table suddenly rang twice, Fu Wenyao's hand froze suddenly, and let go of her hand.

Subconsciously scratching with his hands, his fingers curled up in embarrassment and he retracted his knees.

The hand on the waist was withdrawn, the warm palm left, and the place where the waist was pressed felt a coolness for no reason. Gu Xiaoman suddenly woke up, stood up and rushed to the bed to wrap himself in the quilt, leaving only two Only one eye is outside.

She couldn't help but quietly raised her eyes to look at Fu Wenyao.

I found that Fu Wenyao was standing there with his eyes downcast, still looking cold, but his ears were very red in his hair, and his face was also a little red.

Without waiting for Gu Xiaoman to look carefully, the man turned around and strode to the bathroom, and soon there was the sound of water splashing from the bathroom.

Gu Xiaoman huddled under the quilt, heaved a sigh of relief and at the same time felt inexplicably regretful.

Almost, almost she and Mr. Fu...