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

Gu Yunshi glanced at it indifferently, clenched her hands excitedly, lay on her back on the bed, covered her mouth and giggled.

tomorrow!

As long as the amniocentesis is performed tomorrow and it is confirmed that the child in her stomach belongs to Mr. Fu, the old lady will definitely treat her better.

At that time, she can tell Gu Xiaoman openly that she has already lived with the old lady.

The old lady is completely on her side now, with the support of the old lady, she has a lot of advantages over Gu Xiaoman.

Gu Yunshi didn't care about tonight's episode at all, she was full of excitement, excitement, and a sense of wanting to show off to the public.

She rolled on the bed with a smile on her face, pulled the quilt over and fell asleep with a smile on her lips.

Bishui Bay.

After dinner, Mr. Fu answered the phone and hurried to the study.

The company's project was just finished, and Gu Xiaoman rarely had to work overtime, so he wandered back to the bedroom slowly, ready to take a good bath and relax.

When she went to the cloakroom to get her pajamas, she saw the red wine on the cabinet, she paused, took a bottle of red wine and opened it.

The red wine slipped into the transparent glass, she pursed her lips, and drank it with her head raised.

Filling herself another large glass of red wine, she swung the glass and walked into the cloakroom.

When picking out pajamas, she accidentally walked to the cabinet where a bunch of sexy pajamas had been specially hidden before.

Her pink fingertips brushed over a bunch of silk suspender nightdresses, and she chose a black nightdress with lace on the chest with a hot face.

Holding the nightgown in his arms like a thief, he staggered into the bathroom with a wine glass in one hand and a wine bottle in the other.

Hanging the nightgown on the hanger casually, and putting the wine bottle and glass on the tray, she patted her flushed face to calm herself down, and turned on the stereo.

The soothing piano music with good sound quality slowly flowed out from the stereo, Gu Xiaoman took a rainbow bath ball and threw it into the bathtub, trying his best to ignore the sexy and outrageous black nightdress on the hanger.

Lying in the bathtub, her whole body was wrapped in the sweet smell of peaches. The warm water gently wrapped her tired body, and her frowning brows were relieved.

He took the red wine on the tray sideways, squinted his eyes and finished drinking, then had another glass.

When she finished drinking the whole bottle of red wine, her face turned red and she hiccupped a little.

The little hands fumbled on the tray for a while, grabbed the ice pack and applied it to the eyes with a soft towel.

Some dizzy thought.

If you cry too long today and don't cry enough, your eyes may be swollen tomorrow.

Half an hour later, drowsy and dizzy, she washed off the foam on her body, blushed and changed into a black suspender nightgown, not even daring to look in the mirror, staggered into the bedroom, and went straight to the bedroom. bed.

With a red face, she shrank into the bed, and her toes curled up in shame.

The drunken brain struggled to regain a sliver of sanity, and she hesitated whether to change the nightgown back into normal pajamas.

While hesitating, the bedroom door clicked open from the outside.

Gu Xiaoman suddenly shrank into the bed like a frightened little rabbit, grasping the edge of the quilt with both hands, only his head was exposed outside.

Fu Wenyao came in from the door, smelled the smell of red wine in the air, raised his eyebrows and looked at the big bed.

Seeing that Gu Xiaoman was only showing his small head outside, he thought that Gu Xiaoman was asleep, so he walked lightly, took his pajamas and bathrobe and went into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, the professional ventilation system has lightened the sweet peach and red wine smells, lingering at the tip of the nose, making people want to be intoxicated together.

Fu Wenyao frowned slightly as he scanned the empty wine bottles and glasses on the tray.

When did Xiaoxiao learn to drink secretly?

When the sound of splashing water came from the bathroom, Gu Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief, patted his heart that was still beating violently, and turned his somewhat sluggish brain in a daze.

Mr. Fu finished his work so quickly?
It just scared her to death.

She didn't know when Fu Wenyao would finish washing, she didn't dare to move anymore, she could only maintain her current posture with a blushing face, pricked up her ears to listen to the movement in the bathroom, closed her eyes and hypnotized herself to fall asleep quickly.

As long as I fall asleep, I pretend that I don't know anything, and I don't know why I changed this pajamas.

Under the influence of alcohol, she quickly fell asleep in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sinking feeling from the side of the big bed, and immediately, a warm body lay under the quilt.

Gu Xiaoman was dizzy, turned over habitually and threw himself into the man's arms, rubbing his small face on Fu Wenyao's chest contentedly.

Fu Wenyao smiled lightly and kissed her on the forehead, and hugged the little rabbit who offered to throw himself into his arms in a very good mood.

His palm touched a large piece of smooth and soft skin, he raised his brows slightly, and subconsciously rubbed his palm a few times.

The slightly rough palm of the man pressed against the skin, scorching hot.

Gu Xiaoman trembled slightly all over, and numbly burrowed into Fu Wenyao's arms softly, complaining softly: "Ugh... itchy..."

She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw a large area of ​​firm honey-colored skin.

At some point, Mr. Fu's pajamas were rubbed off by her, revealing a large sexy chest.

She supported Fu Wenyao's chest with her hands and stood up halfway, looking up at Fu Wenyao sleepily with her delicate face up.

"Sir, you're done taking a shower."

With her movements, the navy blue silk on her body was slid off.

The little wife's porcelain-white shoulders were exposed in the air, and further down, there was a large piece of porcelain-white skin under the small and delicate collarbone. Under the warm yellow light, there was a lustrous luster. come light.

The black silk suspender nightdress outlines the curve of her beautiful body, and her porcelain-white skin is faintly visible under the black lace, which makes people's blood boil.

But her eyes are clear and bright, sleepy, ignorant, pure and lustful.

Fu Wenyao's deep and deep black eyes lingered back and forth on her body, his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, the hand clasping her slender waist became more and more forceful, and his voice was hoarse and deep.

"Little, why do you think of wearing this nightdress?"

Gu Xiaoman was still a little dazed, and his head was dizzy. Hearing this, he blinked and lowered his eyes to look at the suspender nightdress on his body. His delicate face was flushed, and he asked Fu Wenyao very gracefully.

"Sir, does it look good?"

Fu Wenyao rubbed her tender waist with his palm, and his breathing suddenly became a little rough.

"very nice!"

Gu Xiaoman was very satisfied with his answer, and laughed out loud.

When Fu Wenyao was staring blankly, he suddenly turned over and sat astride him, condescendingly looking down at the man's impeccably handsome face.

Porcelain white slender fingers ran from Fu Wenyao's forehead all the way across the high nose tip, along the thin lips, across the sexy Adam's apple all the way down, and unbuttoned Mr. Fu's pajamas.

The little wife's white and tender fingertips seemed to be carrying an electric current, and the place where they passed was scorching hot. The bottom of Fu Wenyao's black eyes were red with excitement, and his chest heaved slightly.