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

Fu Zhaochen tightened his grip on Sheng Yiruo's wrist and raised her hands above her head. He breathed heavily and looked at Sheng Yiruo.

She has peach eyes and pink cheeks, a clear pool of water in her eyes, full and rosy lips, and a delicate pearly white skin. Her postpartum aura is filled with the sexiness and charm of a young woman.

Fu Zhaochen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he admired in his heart that his wife was so beautiful, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

He carefully touched every inch of her skin, feeling her firmness and tasting her softness and sweetness.

Sheng Yiruo had not seen such a crazy Fu Zhaochen for a long time. The cheongsam she wore was custom-made.

The cheongsam was made of pure silk satin, and the embroidery and buttons on it were all handmade. The rice-sized pearls on it were worn one by one, but they were torn apart by the impatient Fu Zhaochen.

It wasn't until the thin underwear he wanted to see was exposed that he shouted in a low voice beside Sheng Yiruo with red eyes, "Honey, I checked, you can have sex half a month after giving birth. I can't do it anymore. I really can't bear it." Less than three months later…”

After saying that, Fu Zhaochen kissed her greedily and sucked hard, making her feel itchy and painful.

She pushed him, but he was like a mountain that suddenly pressed down, leaving no space or room for Sheng Yiruo. He squeezed out all the fragrance and breath in her mouth.

Fu Zhaochen took off their clothes.

Sheng Yiruo's jewelry, his cufflinks, mixed with his skirt, shirt and trousers, and his belt were scattered on the floor.

Sheng Yiruo groaned uncontrollably, and Fu Zhaochen also hummed for the first time.

His low magnetic male humming stimulated Sheng Yiruo's nerves. She didn't expect that she would feel so uncomfortable in just a moment, and her body became weaker and weaker.

She was as soft as a pool of spring water, and Fu Zhaochen was drowning in this spring water.

Fu Zhaochen was like a big drowning fish. He struggled and reached into the bedside table to take out the condom, tore it open and stuffed it into Sheng Yiruo's hand.

"Wife..."

Having been married for more than a year, the couple has always had this tacit understanding.

As he moved, he kissed her, but he resisted the force, holding the head of the bed with one hand, showing his veins.

Fu Zhaochen's gasps and moans escaped from his throat, and he looked at Sheng Yiruo momentarily.

He was very emotional and focused, as if he wanted to engrave her emotional look in his heart.

For a long time, as the love reached its depth, Fu Zhaochen called Sheng Yiruo's name in a low and hoarse voice.

He said quickly, "Yi Ruo...Yi Ruo..."

Afterwards, Sheng Yiruo was too tired to move.

Fu Zhaochen gasped and suggested, "Honey, let me take you to take a bath and then... do it again?"

Sheng Yiruo raised his hand and punched Fu Zhaochen, weakly, "Come again? You screamed so loud just now, maybe even the nursery teacher heard it. Isn't it embarrassing?"

Fu Zhaochen licked his lips. The blankness after the excitement of the cerebral cortex made the corners of his mouth rise but he did not refute.

Sheng Yiruo pulled up the quilt and covered himself, "It's so embarrassing. A grown man screams so loudly and annoyingly. What do people think of me?"

Fu Zhaochen hasn't felt so comfortable for a long time. Even if Sheng Yiruo curses now, he feels it's worth it.

When Sheng Yiruo saw that Fu Zhaochen didn't reply, she didn't say anything more. After all, she was so comfortable. She was just shy and afraid of being heard.

After resting for a while, Fu Zhaochen picked up Sheng Yiruo like a beast and went to take a bath for the second time.

Sheng Yiruo slapped him, "The child will cry in a while."

"No," Fu Zhaochen looked at Sheng Yiruo, who was hugging his neck but was naked. "That's my biological son. He will definitely not ruin his father's good deeds."

After saying that, he kissed Sheng Yiruo and entered the bathroom.

The second wave of moans started in the bathroom before I could even get back to bed.

In the Fu family's residence, Lin Jingche was interrogated like a prisoner by Fu Chen.

Fu Siyu and Fu Siyao were peeling nuts and drinking tea, listening very happily. Their little mouths would grin from time to time, and they couldn't even bear to laugh.

Lin Jingche glanced at the front floor and saw that the light at the top had long been extinguished.

He began to crazily envy Fu Zhaochen. He could imagine how much of a beast Fu Zhaochen was now, but he was a just man, unlike him, who was forced to "separate" from his wife.

Fu Chen looked at Lin Jingche's absent-minded look and sneered, "Fang Yuanshi's most precious daughter is his daughter. Zhiran has always been more important in his parents' hearts than Zhilin."

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Lin Jingche's hand held the teacup a little tighter.

Fu Chen chuckled, "It means I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to Haicheng with you this time. I suggest you move to Ningcheng to work for a while."

Lin Jingche was surprised, "Can't you?"

"Do not believe?"

Fu Chen stood up and glanced sideways at Lin Jingche, "Then let's just wait and see. Oh, by the way, if you go to Ningcheng to work, I suggest you not go to your branch. It's too far away from Yuanlu Law Firm. It's not close to home either. You asked Zhaochen to rent a new office building for you."

After saying that, he got up and went back to his room to rest.

Lin Jingche had a worried look on his face, and then he saw that his two nieces, who had been having fun listening to "jokes" for a long time, were still eating melon seeds. His face darkened, "You two eldest ladies, the show is over, do you two still want to sleep? "

Fu Siyao smiled slyly, "Uncle, I'm sleepy, good night."

She pulled Fu Siyu up and turned back as she walked, "Uncle, why don't you go back to your room and have a video chat with my aunt? Maybe there will be good news!"

Lin Jingche, "......"

In the presidential suite, Sheng Yiheng opened the bathroom door and saw Fu Hanrui sleeping in the bathtub. The white foam had dissipated, and her beauty was exposed in front of his eyes.

Sheng Yiheng swallowed dryly. He walked over and splashed the water. The water was completely cold.

He quickly stood up and took the thickened bathrobe. He reached out and patted Fu Hanrui's cheek, "Mr. Fu...Mr. Fu..."

Fu Hanrui had no reaction, so he called out again, "Ruirui... Ruirui..."

Fu Hanrui was woken up by the slap, and she shivered, "It's so cold!"

Sheng Yiheng stretched out his hand to hug him over, then wrapped him in a bathrobe and hugged him tightly.

Fu Hanrui clung to Sheng Yiheng coldly, and the hot breath of his body made her want to get closer and hug him.

Sheng Yiheng was worried that she would catch a cold. He quickly carried her into the room and stuffed her into the quilt. Fu Hanrui put her arms around his neck and refused to let go, "I'm so cold, please warm me up."

Sheng Yiheng's chest pressed against the softness of her chest, making her whole body tense.

He said hoarsely, "You drank too much. I don't want to take advantage of others. Otherwise, if you turn your back on me the next day and don't recognize me, what will I do? I..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Hanrui had already kissed him.

Her unfamiliar kiss made Sheng Yiheng's whole body burn like fire, and his reason instantly collapsed.

Sheng Yiheng grabbed her slender waist and pushed her down, kissing her deeply and urgently.

Fu Hanrui's coldness disappeared in the heat and pain, and the pain forced tears from her eyes.

Sheng Yiheng stopped moving, but at this time, he didn't have such good self-control, so he just moved more gently.

Fu Hanrui vaguely saw that Sheng Yiheng's forehead was covered with sweat. She reached out to wipe it, "How long will it take, you?"

Sheng Yiheng, "..."

He smiled helplessly, "It will take a while..."

Fu Hanrui cried tears, and he reached out to wipe them away. Then he kissed her tears, cherishing them. He said hoarsely, "It will hurt the first time, but it will be fine in the future."

He pursed his lips, "It's just that Mr. Fu, you have never played in the world. As your first man, can I be your lifelong partner?"

"Bed partner for life?"

Fu Hanrui now wants to die. She didn't expect Sheng Yiheng to keep her in bed for the rest of her life?

But Sheng Yiheng didn't answer, and instead focused more on that matter.

Ups and downs, ups and downs, slow and slow, slow and quick.

Fu Hanrui never knew that Sheng Yiheng was such a man. He was a bit too strong and her waist couldn't bear it. But when he wanted her again, she had a feeling...