"Jiang Shu." Fu Shiyan said in a deep, calm voice, and looked at her head-on: "That's Wen Yuan. If people find out that she is drunk and staying with me, her reputation will be ruined."

So had to take her home.

"Her reputation? Wasn't it gone years ago when she locked you in a hotel room?"

When Fu Shiyan looked at her, there was a hint of disbelief when it passed by her.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Jiang Shu couldn't hide things, when Fu Shiyan's dark eyes stared at her to investigate, she knew that she was too impulsive this time, and she came to the wrong place.

She turned around and wanted to escape: "I'm busy and disturbed."

In the next second, Fu Shiyan grabbed his arm.

When it came to the wound on her waist and abdomen, she frowned in pain.

Fu Shiyan pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

With an absolute disparity in strength and an aura confrontation, Jiang Shu has never defeated him.

It was very close, and I could smell the fragrance of his body just after taking a shower.

Fu Shiyan was born with a gentle and self-respecting face, calm and clear, which is pleasing to the eye from any angle.

She used to say that even if he didn't have those financial resources and power, he was an ordinary person, and countless girls would follow him.

It's been a long time since I watched it carefully, and Jiang Shu suddenly felt a little sore.

Fu Shiyan stared at her, "Are you jealous?"

Jiang Shu froze, smirked a few times, and retorted in an inconceivable way: "I'm jealous? Why am I jealous? It's so funny."

But he was glad that he couldn't hear his own beating heartbeat.

Fu Shiyan lowered his head, and put his lips against her white earbones, this time he was determined: "Jiang Shu, you are jealous of me, that's why you can't restrain yourself and come to me."

It was too close, motionless, his cheeks were burning hot, and all the arrogance when he broke in was extinguished.

"You're blaming me for saving Wen Yuan."

Jiang Shu froze in place, unable to move because of being poked at the center.

"If I don't take her home, will you come to me?"

Fu Shiyan's lips were cold, but it set the place where he passed by burning fiercely.

Jiang Shu was short of breath, and he couldn't think of pushing away when he kissed her.

I have to say, he was quite right.Without Wen Yuan, she would not take the initiative to contact him.

Her lips were very soft, and she let him suck, suck, entangle, then deepened and became more and more fierce, and then developed to the point of nibbling and biting, almost venting her anger.

Her lip was bitten by him, awakened by the pain, she wanted to push away, but was held tightly in his arms, and his big palm pressed the back of her head to make the distance closer.

The taste and feeling have not changed, it has been too long.

Jiang Shu's heart throbbed round and round, not knowing why tears rolled down his face.Tasting the salty taste, Fu Shiyan stopped.

She was pitiful: "Can't you be lighter?"

His voice was hoarse: "I've been showing my face these days, why should I be gentle."

Jiang Shu was speechless.

Fu Shiyan kissed him again, as if he knew the taste after eating.

As soon as he touched it, he knew that she had lost a lot of weight in the past few days.

Confused, confused, confused, Jiang Shu groaned in pain when his hand moved up.

This sound almost made the man lose his grip.

Jiang Shu's lips were flushed, and her small face was wrinkled together: "The injury is not healed."

Fu Shiyan woke up and took a few breaths before he could sink his mind. Turning around, his shirt was buttoned all the way, he lost all interest, and his eyes returned to deserted.

In fact, he didn't want to have anything to do with Jiang Shu, he just wanted to stop her and calm her down when she barked her teeth and claws.But later on, it became a little out of control.

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