All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

There was a slight tingling chill on her back, and her lips were painfully bitten by him. Ning Yan took advantage of the other person's breathing space to make a few excuses. As soon as she opened her mouth, she was greeted by Fu Yu's more unscrupulous demands.

Her head was deprived of oxygen, and her limbs became softer from the fierce resistance at the beginning, and finally her whole body hung on Fu Yu's body feebly.

"I don't like you being so close to him."

Fu Yu let go of the girl's lips, and when his eyes passed over the lips that had become bright red and slightly swollen because he had just exerted too much force, he rolled his Adam's apple unconsciously.

He looked away and noticed the reddish corners of the girl's eyes and the unshed tears hanging there, and finally couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Where is the usual aura of harsh words towards me? Aren't you saying that you can't help yourself? Aren't you saying that you like my skin? Why am I so close to you now, but just a kiss becomes so useless?"

Fu Yu stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears at the end of Ning Yan's eyes, and it was hard to tell whether he was mocking or helpless in his tone.

Ning Yan was tripped up by the dirty words she had said before. She tilted her head to one side and refused to look at him as if she was angry.

Fu Yu clasped her waist and forced her cheeks back, his thin lips pressed against the shell of her ear, and the tip of his tongue touched the pink tip of the girl's ear. At that moment, he felt the girl in his arms tremble, and half of her cheeks turned red. Thoroughly.

"Do you hate me?" Fu Yu seemed to have suddenly discovered something interesting. The hand on her waist moved back to hold her more firmly.

His body temperature was relatively cool, and when he touched his skin, it naturally brought out a chill, which made Ning Yan subconsciously want to shrink back, but the other party didn't give her a chance at all and hugged her more intimately.

"say."

The cold fingers reached her lips, and when her fingertips were about to pry open the lips and continue to probe in, Ning Yan suddenly opened her mouth and bit the finger hard.

Fu Yu smiled instead of getting angry and let her bite him.

"I don't feel any pain. If you bite me, won't your fingers hurt?" The fingertips suddenly hooked her tongue.

Ning Yan took a deep breath, angrily spit out Fu Yu's finger again, and said "poof" several times with a look of disgust.

Fu Yu tapped her cheek, "Are you relieved?"

"No."

"Then keep biting."

He put his hand over again, and Ning Yan looked angry, stretched out her hand to push his arm away, and huddled in Fu Yu's arms for a long time, refusing to speak.

Fu Yu didn't say anything, he just held her, kissing the top of her hair from time to time, and reaching out to squeeze her belly from time to time, acting in an intimate manner, just like coaxing a girlfriend who was having a bad temper.

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"Do you hate me? Huh?"

The side of his neck felt wet. Ning Yan reached out and pushed Fu Yu, who was biting and sucking on her neck like a dog. The mosquito snorted, "I don't hate it."

Fu Yu let go of her neck, looked at the marks he had just left, and gently curled his lower lip.

"Then you just like me."

Ning Yan was speechless by his thoughts. She almost subconsciously turned around and widened her eyes: "Who said I don't hate you but I just like you..."

"So you don't like me?" Fu Yu narrowed his eyes, "So you just lied to appease me when you said you liked me?"

Ning Yan: "..."

She turned her head back slowly and her voice became softer.

"It's not a lie."

Before Fu Yu had time to be happy, he heard her continue:

"But Sheng Moshu and I are really not a relationship you can break off if you want. I don't know how to describe it to you, but I don't want to lie to you."

The more Ning Yan talked, the more she felt like a scumbag who had two different things to do. She could even imagine in her mind how crazy Fu Yu would go after hearing these words.

But unexpectedly, Fu Yu was not as angry as he imagined, and instead started to touch her.

The little skirt on her body had already fallen off due to the few movements just now. Her entire back was pressed against Fu Yu's chest, and the cold fingertips slid across her calf and lower abdomen, making her shiver subconsciously.

"Fu Yu..." Ning Yan called him in a low voice, "Did you hear what I just said?"

The man was concentrating on kissing her shoulders and neck, and his voice sounded a little unclear, "I heard it."

"Then you..." The girl trembled for a moment, her ears turned red, "Then why are you still..."

"I've thought about it carefully."

Fu Yu's voice sounded a little short, and his breathing sound was particularly sexy. He chuckled twice, took the girl's hand and intertwined her fingers with his.

"Instead of waiting for your favor every day, I might as well strike first. Since I'm probably not the only one, I might as well be the first one."

Ning Yan was so shocked by his words that she almost jumped off Fu Yu's lap, but the other party held her firmly, preventing him from doing such a thing.

What does it mean to not be the only one, but to be her first?

Has Fu Yu been stimulated by anything recently? Otherwise, how could he say such explosive words?

This damn thing doesn't match his usual personality at all! ! !

Ning Yan was stunned, but before the shock lasted for more than three seconds, her whole body was spinning and Fu Yuyi completely pushed her down on the bed.

"Fu Yu! What are you doing!" She exclaimed.

Then she saw the man kneeling beside her reach out and pull her away. Suddenly, all of Ning Yan's eyes were focused on the other person's exposed chest and lusty abdominal muscles.

"Can't you see what I want to do?"

Fu Yu's eyes were so deep that he almost drowned her whole body in them.

Ning Yan ducked back, but the next second someone grabbed her calf and pulled her back.

He leaned down, took her hand and put it on his shoulder, then put it around his neck. As Fu Yu finished his last words, the ambiguous atmosphere in the whole room instantly heated up.

"If you feel uncomfortable, tell me anytime."

"Wait a minute..." Ning Yan was so frightened that she almost cried out.

Fu Yu stopped and looked puzzled: "What are you waiting for?"

"Then... wouldn't it be bad for humans and ghosts to do this kind of thing..." Her face turned red and she said these words with great difficulty, "What if my lifespan is shortened?"

"Afraid of this?" Fu Yu clicked his tongue and pinched the back of the girl's thin neck, as if to comfort her, "You can't live long with a body like yours, so just keep it in your stomach."

"Then...I..."

"Shut up, don't talk."

A vicious warning sounded in her ears, and Ning Yan was silent for a moment. When she quietly raised her head and looked up, she met a pair of eyes filled with endless love.

Broken syllables could be heard intermittently in the room with the door closed.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor, and the little skirt that she carefully selected during the day had now turned into torn rags and was miserably thrown at the foot of the bed.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-"

The cell phone buried in the pile of clothes suddenly rang, one after another.

"Fu Yu...wait a minute...someone calls me..."

The bullied girl wanted to push the person on her away to get the phone, but as soon as her hand reached the bedside, she was pulled back into his arms by Fu Yu.

"Can't wait, let it ring."

"You...why are you so unreasonable!"

"There is also time to be reasonable."

"Well……"

The phone rang again and again, and finally fell silent after an unknown number of times.

The night is still early.

Sheng Moshu stared closely at his phone. On the screen was the WeChat chat page between him and Ning Yan. It had been a full hour. Not only did the other party not reply to his message, he didn't even answer the phone.

The smoked medicine was scattered on the ground beside his feet. Feeling the inexplicable throbbing heat in his body, Sheng Moshu's face turned frighteningly dark.

"Mr. Sheng, Miss Ning's location shows that she is at home and has not gone anywhere else."

Sheng Yi pushed the door open and came in. He noticed the man's gloomy expression, and his already unsmooth movements suddenly became stiffer.

"If Mr. Sheng cares so much, would you like me to go over and see what's going on?"

"Need not."

Sheng Moshu's voice was cold, and the veins on his forehead bulged. In just a few minutes, the strange restlessness in his body became more obvious.

He closed his eyes, dropped his phone, and turned to enter the bathroom.

It wasn't until the cold water washed over me that the inexplicable heat subsided a little.

He stayed in the bathroom for more than 40 minutes. When the bathroom door was opened, the surrounding air seemed to drop several degrees.

The mobile phone on the table was still moving. The man was sitting on the sofa with wet hair and a gloomy expression, staring at the mobile phone without blinking.

Finally, 20 minutes later, the phone screen suddenly lit up and the ringtone cut through the silence in the air.

The emotions under Sheng Mo Shu's eyes became heavier. The ringing was harsh, but he sat quietly, indifferent.

It wasn't until the call was about to hang up automatically that he calmly took the phone and pressed the connect button.

"Hey."

The call was suddenly connected, and the man's deep voice came over the first second. Ning Yan's hand that was about to hang up paused and put the phone to her ear again.

"Hey, is this Mr. Sheng?" Ning Yan asked while rubbing her throat.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then a simple "hmm" came back.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sheng. I just fell asleep. I pressed mute on my phone and didn't hear anything. Is there something wrong with you calling me so many times?" Ning Yan felt guilty. She had been thinking about this for 20 minutes. It sounded like The most reasonable reason.

It’s all Fu Yu’s fault! If it hadn't been for the good things he had just done, she wouldn't have bothered Sheng Moshu to call him back at this point.

Ning Yan glanced at Fu Yu, who was changing the sheets with his upper body naked, and his teeth immediately itched with anger.

"Actually, it's nothing. I just want to ask you what your plans are for the next month so that I can let the people in the company prepare in advance."

Hearing the hoarseness of the girl's voice, Sheng Moshu's eyes darkened unconsciously. The expression on his face was indifferent, but the glass he was holding in his other hand was almost crushed with force.

Ning Yan thought for a moment and quickly answered, "There's nothing special to prepare. I'm still going to look for those haunted places in the next few months. Anyway, it's all live broadcast."

"Okay, I'll ask someone here to help you choose. It's getting late, so you should go to bed early."

"Okok good night."

"Good night."

The phone was hung up the next second.

Sheng Moshu dropped his cell phone, his eyebrows and eyes filled with a look of unresolved depression.

"Look, let me just say it. It's not an important matter."

Fu Yu, who had already changed the sheets, leaned against the door frame with an "I knew it must be like this" expression on his face.

"You still said that! If it weren't for you, why would I have come up with such a lame excuse?" Ning Yan glared at him fiercely.

Fu Yu felt Ning Yan's anger and felt a little guilty himself. He did mean it just now, he just didn't want to see her answer the call from Sheng, especially at such a critical time!

"Don't be angry, baby, I know I was wrong."

Fu Yu changed his tune quickly and moved closer to Ning Yan with a flattering look on his face, "Look, I listened to you and changed the bed sheets. Does this count as making up for my fault?"

"Just change the sheets and pretend it never happened?" Ning Yan sneered, "Also, who is your baby? Did I promise you? Who are you calling?"

"Why not? I called you that before I changed the sheets, and you agreed!" Fu Yu suddenly became anxious, "Not only the baby, but you also agreed when I called my wife!"

Ning Yan clasped her fingers, "Have you ever heard of a sentence?"

"what?"

"You can't do anything about flirting." Ning Yan blinked at him innocently, "Besides, do you have proof that I promised?"

Fu Yu's back teeth were broken.

They are so close, why can't he just call him "baby"? !

"Baby……"

Fu Yu moved closer to Ning Yan again. His exposed upper body muscles were tight and covered with red marks scratched by nails. He looked full of lust.

Ning Yan's heart rang with alarm bells. She moved to the other end of the sofa and raised her hand to warn: "I'm warning you, I've finished taking a shower. If you dare to do anything again..."

Before she finished speaking, her fingers were gently held by Fu Yu, who looked playful and teasing, "Baby, what are you thinking about? I just saw that you didn't blow-dry your hair after taking a bath, so I just wanted to blow-dry your hair."

Ning Yan's expression froze on her face: "Drying your hair?"

"Otherwise? What do you think I'm going to do?" Fu Yu came closer, stretched out his hand to pile up her long, wet hair, and took a dry towel with his other hand to wipe it carefully for her.

Realizing that she was as quiet as a quail, Fu Yu couldn't help but chuckle, "Okay, I'm just kidding you. Although I'm not a human, I'm not that beastly."

"You are no different from a dog."

Ning Yan murmured in a low voice, and then felt a chill on her back. Fu Yu's fingertips actually penetrated along the hem of her wide pajamas.

Her scalp went numb for a moment, and she turned around hastily, almost exploding, "Fu Yu!"

The man curled his lips at her, pretending to be confused: "Why are you calling me?"

"I have to ask you! Just wipe your hair, why are you touching me!"

"No, the water on your hair slipped down the back of your neck. I just wiped it for you. What are you thinking about?"

Ning Yan almost fainted with anger, and grabbed the towel in his hand, "I don't want you to wipe it!"

"How about that? You have to start and finish everything."

Fu Yu suppressed his laughter, pulled the towel back, and held Ning Yan down to prevent her from moving.

This time he wiped it very carefully and did not deliberately cause trouble. Ning Yan even felt that his scalp was getting a massage, which was so comfortable that he fell asleep.