Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Mu Qianqian looked at his eyes, knowing that she was in trouble, her brows furrowed.

She looked to the left.

The bodyguard on the left blocked her way.

She looked to the right.

The security guard on the right blocked her way.

Butler Lin whispered, "Miss Mu, don't make President Fu angry anymore."

"Come up." Fu Yuhuang ordered, no one could refuse.

Mu Qianqian bit her head and got into the car and sat beside him.

"Well, I don't like that person at all.

He doesn't look as good as you.

Your body is not as good as yours.

Even worse than you.

Not cute at all. "Mu Qianqian said a few things about Tuoba Ruize.

Fu Yuhuang's eyes were heavy, and he looked at her with pursed lips.

He wanted to see what other flowers she could find.

"By the way, he's still stupid. Now he's going to look for death." Mu Qianqian was surprised, her eyes widened.

Fu Yuhuang couldn't hold back seeing her agile appearance, and lowered his head to cover her lips.

The force he sucked was heavy, as if he wanted to suck her into his body.

Mu Qianqian snorted softly, not sure if it was a complaint or an invitation.

He carried her to his lap and pressed the back of her neck, deepening the kiss.

Mu Qianqian wrapped his arms around the back of his neck unconsciously.

Seeing this, Butler Lin helped close the door.

Mu Qianqian was breathless from the kiss and stepped back.

He bit her lip hard.

"It hurts." Mu Qianqian covered her lips and looked at him resentfully.

"Can I have a long memory without pain?" Fu Yuhuang's anger had not disappeared, his chest heaving.

"My grandfather asked me to come, not me. You saw it last time. If I don't listen to my grandfather, he will beat me. It's terrible. The place I beat last time is now. It still hurts." Mu Qianqian explained.

"Then why don't you answer my call? He told you not to answer?! You are very courageous if you dare me to wait all night." Fu Yuhuang raised the decibel.

Mu Qianqian raised the corners of her mouth unconsciously, and her voice was a little softer, "You waited for me all night, I am still very happy. You came to the airport to find me, I am also happy, I didn't answer your phone, you ignored it before. I'm leaving."

"That's still my fault." Fu Yuhuang frowned helplessly.

"Next time, don't leave me because of that vixen, I will forgive you." Mu Qianqian said it for granted.

He put her on the bed and pressed down, "Where's the vixen, it's a man."

"Men may also be fox spirits."

"He's still a nine-year-old."

"Fu Yuhuang, your nine-year-old child will not be spared." Mu Qianqian's eyes widened with curiosity.

Fu Yuhuang kissed her lips fiercely, his palms went in from the hem of her skirt, and pinched on her waist.

"Um..." She straightened up.

He also pinched her, his movements softened, and his warm palms swam across her skin.

Mu Qianqian slowly felt comfortable, as if she was massaging.

She wrapped her arms around Fu Yuhuang, kissed him back, half-squinted her eyes, her cheeks were red and slightly drunk, and the camouflage was gleaming in her eyes.

She followed his example and entered his mouth, entangled his tongue, and brought it into his mouth.

His breath thickened and went down her stomach.

Mu Qianqian was not afraid either, she had the same experience last time and looked at him in confusion.

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