Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

Mu Qianqian's heart was beating wildly.

It's one thing to want to do it, it's another to hear the invitation.

As long as she agrees, the relationship can happen logically.

She nodded, feeling embarrassed, turned over and lay on the bed.

Fu Yuhuang showed the brightest smile ever, with burning eyes in his eyes, bowed his head, and kissed her on the back.

Mu Qianqian felt itchy and looked back at him, "Aren't you going to drive?"

"Someone opened it." He sent a message out, "Back to the prosperous world."

When he was done, he turned off the phone.

"Where's your phone?" Fu Yuhuang asked.

"What's in the bag, what's wrong?" Mu Qianqian was puzzled.

Fu Yuhuang took out the phone from her bag, turned it off, and put it back in her bag.

"What if someone finds me?" Mu Qianqian frowned.

"Let him find it." Fu Yuhuang said domineeringly, covering her behind, holding her abdomen with his big palm.

She knelt down like a small animal.

She felt that this action was too embarrassing, she turned her head to look at him, changed the subject and asked, "Fu Yuhuang, are you hungry? There are still a lot of biscuits to finish."

He glanced at her, his eyes extremely soft, "Don't worry, I've already washed my hands."

"Ah?" For a second, she didn't understand what she meant.

Did he wash his hands or not, what was she worried about?

The next second, under his action, she knew what he meant.

Mu Qianqian blushed on her stomach, her head stuffed inside her arms.

In a sense, Fu Yuhuang is a good boyfriend.

He is very patient, not in a hurry, and always considers the feelings of the woman, and he will not go on a rampage like the man in the video.

He is more graceful and considerate.

Mu Qianqian made a thin voice, and her breathing became a little heavier.

He could feel her excitement and see her reaction.

Fu Yuhuang was also a little unbearable, his brows were furrowed, and his blood swelled violently.

He looked away and kissed her back.

After a while, Mu Qianqian...

She lay down on the bed to rest, recovered, and turned to look at Fu Yuhuang, who was wiping his hands.

She was even more embarrassed. The words she wanted to ask were choked in her throat, and she forgot what to ask.

Fu Yuhuang looked at her.

Mu Qianqian turned her head away, avoiding his eyes.

Evidently avoided.

Fu Yuhuang smiled happily, "I'm shy."

Not only was she shy, she also felt very sweet, as if a coincidence had melted into her heart.

Is this what it's like to be in love?

She remembered what she was going to ask, "Fu Yuhuang, this is already very comfortable, why do you want that?"

Although she didn't know what she said, he understood.

Her unabashed compliment made him very satisfied, and his mood was extremely good, "This is just for you to feel comfortable, what should I do?"

"Oh." She understood.

Fu Yuhuang kissed her on the shoulder, "Take a break and try again."

He took out the supplies he bought with her last time from another cabinet.

Mu Qianqian was a little frightened, and, she felt that it was not good.

"Well, you're not feeling well, why do you keep doing it? I don't want to give myself these things." Mu Qianqian said, and went to grab the things in Fu Yuhuang's hands.

He looked at her softly, "Just let you get used to it slowly, there is a process, or it will hurt in a while, trust me, eh?"

Mu Qianqian pursed her lips and did not speak.

Fu Yuhuang looked at her pitiful, rubbed her head, and promised, "When you get used to me, if you don't like these, I won't use them again."