Ma'am, don't be greedy, Mr. Fu brings hundreds of billions and children to marry

Fu Hanrui didn't expect Sheng Yiheng to open the door and come out.

She glanced at Sheng Yiheng's squeezed wrist, and she was a little timid, "Let go!"

Sheng Yiheng did not let go, but held her in his arms, "You're already here, why don't you come in and do it?"

When Fu Hanrui heard the word "sit and sit", her cheeks turned red, but she was also smart. She lowered her voice and said, "Which one does it?"

Sheng Yiheng's heartbeat quickened. He tried to steady his breathing. He pushed the red wine glass he was taking a sip into Fu Hanrui's hand. He lowered his voice in an ambiguous and low voice, "Of course it's for sex. Who did Mr. Fu think it was?" Do?"

Fu Hanrui was dumbfounded for a few seconds. She raised her eyes and looked at Sheng Yiheng. His face was indeed very attractive. It made her jump up and down in a life that had not been throbbing for more than 30 years. It was like "disco." trend.

She drank the wine in one gulp.

Fu Hanrui pushed Sheng Yiheng in with his backhand and closed the door.

In the end, she was too bold at that moment, and Sheng Yiheng almost showed fear, but he was really frightened by Fu Hanrui.

After closing the door, Fu Hanrui threw off her high heels and walked straight to the sofa to sit down. She glanced at a bottle of sobered red wine without looking at Sheng Yiheng. The crimson wine in the wine vessel was very tempting.

She pointed at the wine and said, "To add to the fun?"

Sheng Yiheng put his hands in the pockets of his nightgown and chuckled, "Well, you can also understand it as giving you courage."

Fu Hanrui scratched the end of her eyebrows. She felt that what she just said was rash.

If Yiheng drank a bottle of red wine, what else could he do at night?

She has read a lot of nasty novels and TV series. It is not okay for men to drink too much, but scumbags often use drunken sex as an excuse to do dirty things. In fact, whether it is for fun or cheating, men only need to do , he must not be really drunk.

Obviously, this red wine was really used by Sheng Yiheng to "empower her".

Fu Hanrui sighed, "If it's less, I'll order another bottle of white wine. Mr. Sheng should know that I'm a businessman. After many years of socializing and entertaining, this little wine...can't make me drunk."

Sheng Yiheng, "..."

It was clear that he was joking just now, but Fu Hanrui took it seriously, but her silly look was so cute.

Sheng Yiheng took out his cell phone and said, "Okay, I'll order some midnight snacks. You'll have enough energy to eat and drink."

Fu Hanrui, "..."

She was now certain that Sheng Yiheng wanted to sleep with her just as much as she did, that he was both anxious and lustful.

Before long, the food and white wine were ready.

Fu Hanrui was eating and drinking, but the two of them looked at each other in silence.

She was the first to speak, "I have to tell you something clearly in advance. We are related, so we can be friends, but there is no need to go any further. I am a non-marriage person."

Sheng Yiheng, "..."

His eyebrows frowned slightly, "Mr. Fu, are you afraid of trouble?"

"No," the coldness and determination in Fu Hanrui's eyes flashed through, "It's because I don't have confidence in myself. I'm afraid of getting hurt and also afraid of hurting others. It's easier to be alone."

Sheng Yiheng curled his lips, picked up a shrimp dumpling and put it in Fu Hanrui's bowl, "Well, you have the same idea as me."

Fu Hanrui's heart trembled, and she laughed dumbly, "You? You are the eldest son of Sheng, and your family's mission is there. Why don't you get married?"

"We still have to get married," Sheng Yiheng lowered his eyes and chuckled, "but the person I like and I have no plans to get married for the time being."

Fu Hanrui was stunned for a moment after hearing this. She put down her chopsticks and asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

She stood up and said, "Forget it, I don't want to destroy other people's feelings."

Sheng Yiheng stood up and pushed her back, "I have someone I like, but she is not my girlfriend yet. It is difficult to pursue her. I have no confidence in myself. I am afraid of getting hurt and I am afraid of hurting her."

He leaned down and said, "Mr. Fu, we are in the same boat. Do you want to hug each other for warmth?"

Fu Hanrui felt that what Sheng Yiheng said just now was a complete replica of what she said. She bit her lower lip, "Then let's agree in advance that if you catch the person you like, we will break up."

Sheng Yiheng twitched the corners of his lips and nodded, "Okay, but does it have to be 'connected' before it can be broken? Otherwise, how can it be broken?"

He reached out and wiped the sauce from Fu Hanrui's lips, and licked it with his fingers, "Mr. Fu, do you think I'm right?"

Fu Hanrui feels that Sheng Yiheng is a monster and is very good at teasing and teasing her. She can't stand it now.

She glanced at his abdominal muscles behind his loose bathrobe. A circle of black CK underwear waistband was exposed under the abdominal muscles. The tight traces made her ears feel hot.

Fu Hanrui drank a glass of red wine directly, and then said, "I'll drink some more and I'll be fine soon."

Sheng Yiheng couldn't hold himself any longer. He smiled heartily and said, "Well, I'll wait for you on the bed."

After that, he really went to the back bedroom.

Fu Hanrui's first thought when she saw him entering the room was to run.

However, if she ran away, what she just said would become a joke. In Sheng Yiheng's heart, she must be the kind of woman who wants to eat meat and be Tang Monk at the same time.

Fu Hanrui was now "riding a tiger but couldn't get off", so she really opened her mouth to drink, and let her drink both bottles of wine.

In the bedroom, Sheng Yiheng was flipping through a magazine and glancing at the door from time to time. Listening to the noise, he was waiting for Fu Hanrui to come over, but she ran away again.

Not long after, Fu Hanrui opened the door and came in. Her cheeks were flushed. She looked around and pointed to the bathroom, "I'll go take a shower."

Sheng Yiheng didn't expect Fu Hanrui to be so straightforward, and was so frightened that he dropped the magazine in his hand on the bed.

He is not young anymore, but it is impossible for him not to be nervous when he is "frank" with the woman he likes for the first time, but the accumulation of time makes him feel that he should be calm now.

The sound of running water sounded in the bathroom, and Sheng Yiheng let out a long sigh of relief.

He glanced at the side of the bed in his mind, and then glanced at the condom he put under the pillow. He felt that time seemed to have stopped.

On the other side, Fu Zhaochen and Sheng Yiruo, who had returned home, returned to their wedding room.

Sheng Yiruo no longer needs confinement, so there is no need to live in the main building.

Fu Zhaochen carried the child and hugged her upstairs. The servants at home took care of everything and returned to the main building. Only the nanny and housekeeper Lin stayed to look after the child.

Sheng Yiruo watched Fu Zhaochen carefully put the child on the crib, "Will Xuanxuan sleep with us tonight?"

Fu Zhaochen glanced at the baby room and nodded, "Let's sleep together. I'll push the bed to the bedroom."

Only then did Sheng Yiruo feel relieved. She was afraid that something would happen again.

When Butler Lin saw that Fu Zhaochen and Sheng Yi wanted to take care of the children themselves, he asked the nanny to live in the nanny's room. If they needed help, they could go there.

And she returned to the main building.

After Fu Zhaochen placed the child and the bed in the master bedroom, Sheng Yiruocai walked beside the bed.

She hadn't worn high heels for a long time, and her feet were sore that night. She straightened her insteps like she used to dance classically to relieve fatigue.

Fu Zhaochen took off his suit jacket and looked at her. Her white and smooth legs were so tempting, her feet were slender and white, and her pale pink nails were reflected in the warm yellow light.

Fu Zhaochen felt his body go numb, and there was a faint itching in his heart. His eyes darkened a bit.

He walked over and pinched Sheng Yiruo's ankle with his big palm. He leaned forward and clasped the ankle behind his waist, then pressed Sheng Yiruo on the bed.

Sheng Yiruo was wearing a colorful cheongsam, and her already bright face was even more erotic, making people want to commit a crime.

Fu Zhaochen rubbed his hands up the waistline of the cheongsam. The tight waistline was barely tight enough to hold, and his pressure made the fabric on the chest fall heavily, seducing him.

Sheng Yiruo was touched and gasped, "Zhao Chen..."