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

In the bathroom, Sheng Yiruo glanced at herself in the glasses, and she also looked at the bathroom door.

The last time the couple was intimate was before the divorce, which was in May and June last year, and now it will be the end of March in a few days.

The weather is abnormal this year. The current cold spring in Ningcheng is no different from winter.

There was a snowfall two days ago. Maybe in Ningcheng, the cold wind and snow will extinguish this long-standing empty heat.

But Haicheng, which is like spring all year round, is warmed by the sea breeze, making people comfortable and full of spring.

Sheng Yiruo did not think that she was a hungry and thirsty woman, but facing Fu Zhaochen, she was not without needs. She was not sick, and she was not at the age where she had no desires.

She straightened her blow-dried hair, took the black opium from her cosmetic bag and sprayed a little on her earlobes and neck.

Sheng Yiruo put down the perfume bottle, then picked it up and sprayed it on the soft skin.

She knew how much Fu Zhaochen liked the base notes of this perfume.

Sheng Yiruo also felt that she was a little unreasonable. They had just reconciled, and she shouldn't be so proactive.

But she also hopes that Fu Zhaochen will be happy. He has recently been troubled by the gambling agreement and the news about property disputes on the Internet, and he needs relief.

Through the frosted glass, Fu Zhaochen could clearly see Sheng Yiruo's figure staying in front of the sink for a long time.

He knew that she was struggling with whether or not to give him pleasure, and whether if she gave him pleasure too quickly, he would return to his old bad behavior.

Fu Zhaochen lay on the bed with his chin on his back, a smile on his face.

He took a moment to speak, "Yiruo, are you okay?"

Sheng Yiruo wanted to laugh a little. He had already given birth to two children, so what else was she struggling with?

She opened the door and came out.

Fu Zhaochen raised his eyes to look at her, and he suddenly squeezed the goblet tightly.

Sheng Yiruo's pajamas after her wedding were almost the same as those before her marriage, but this time she wore black V-neck lace and silk spliced ​​pajamas.

She has snow-white skin, proud softness, slender waist and long and well-proportioned legs.

Fu Zhaochen's eyes seemed to be subject to some kind of primitive call. He stared at Sheng Yiruo for a moment, the pull in his eyes sticking to her body with affection and lust, and he couldn't pull it back even if he wanted to.

Sheng Yiruo knew that Fu Zhaochen would be filled with lust, but he didn't expect that he would be so useful.

She smiled, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

Fu Zhaochen swallowed dryly, his Adam's apple rolled, "Well, it looks good as always."

He held the wine glass and drank the red wine in one gulp.

Fu Zhaochen didn't know that he looked a little embarrassed now, something Sheng Yiruo had never seen before.

When the two of them are together, Fu Zhaochen has always been the dominant one, and she rarely takes the initiative to seek pleasure.

And he always likes those strong postures that please him. It's not that he doesn't take care of her. It's just that as a male subject who possesses her forcefully, he wants to possess her more thoroughly.

Fu Zhaochen leaned on the bedside and pretended to be calm and patted the bed next to him, "Xiaotu, come here, let's chat for a while?"

Sheng Yiruo, "..."

She walked over, but she climbed onto the bed opposite Fu Zhaochen.

The moment she got on the bed, the vacuum clothes made Fu Zhaochen's blood surge, and he couldn't help but feel heat rolling in his lower abdomen. He licked his lips and lowered his eyes to find where his eyes would rest.

His voice was gentle, "When I gave Xuanxuan to my parents, they asked us where we were going..."

Sheng Yiruo liked Fu Zhaochen's "shy" look. She ran her fingertips across his calf, "Huh? What did you say?"

Fu Zhaochen's heartbeat was beating fast, and he lowered his Adam's apple, "I...I said...I said let's find a place to chat."

Sheng Yiruo knelt on the bed, pulled the hem of her skirt and walked over on her knees.

She sat astride Fu Zhaochen, "My parents didn't ask you what you were talking about?"

Fu Zhaochen's scalp was numb. Now his mind was full of Sheng Yiruo, how could he think about so many words.

He purred his Adam's apple again and placed his hands on her waist involuntarily.

"I...I forgot how I answered, I..."

Fu Zhaochen noticed that Sheng Yiruo was teasing his inner thighs wantonly. He smiled helplessly, "Yiruo, it's hard for me to concentrate on talking to you like this. My heart is in chaos."

Sheng Yiruo watched Fu Zhaochen's cheeks turn red, and she pushed her knees forward again.

She put her arms around Fu Zhaochen's neck and smiled brightly, "Brother is confused because of me?"

Fu Zhaochen's last trace of reason completely collapsed in Sheng Yiruo's soft voice. He grabbed Sheng Yiruo's waist, "Yes, it's messed up..."

Sheng Yiruo grabbed his wrist and pinned him down, "Do you want to?"

"miss you!"

Fu Zhaochen expressed his feelings directly.

Sheng Yiruo raised his eyebrows, "Then please me!"

Fu Zhaochen suddenly discovered that Sheng Yiruo had changed. She became assertive and confident, sexy and sultry, and liked to take the initiative in everything, including love affairs between men and women.

This was the first time he saw Sheng Yiruo like this, which made him ecstatic and made him want to stop.

Fu Zhaochen started to kiss her, but she kept on top.

After a long time, Fu Zhaochen lifted his nightgown and said, "Baby, you are made of water, so good... water moisturizes everything."

Sheng Yiruo stood up slightly and then pressed down.

Fu Zhaochen's pupils tightened, and the extreme touch made him groan.

I heard Sheng Yiruo say something dirty while panting, "What water moistens all things is water moisturizing playthings."

During the movement, Fu Zhaochen stood up and hugged Sheng Yiruo, "Baby, I am your plaything. You can play with me to death. I will give you my life. Don't let me go anymore..."

The moment the clothes peeled off, the two bodies collided fiercely, creating a beautiful room.

Sheng Yiruo's nails dug into the skin and sweat on Fu Zhaochen's shoulders, and the sound of moans went straight up and down into the sky...

On the other side, Sheng Yiming's mobile phone received the message that the presidential suite had been consumed.

In fact, he had received the message a long time ago, but he was taking a shower and had no time to pay attention to his phone.

Now, Sheng Yiming looked through the messages. In addition to envy and jealousy, he felt a little disappointed. He was obviously planning to give it to himself and Xia Linglong, but in the end he took advantage of Fu Zhaochen.

It's just that Fu Zhaochen is more useful than him. He can use the presidential suite, unlike him, who only has to check out.

Thinking of this, Sheng Yiming looked ugly.

He sent a voice message to Xia Linglong, but Xia Linglong didn't answer. He called again to video call, but still didn't answer.

Sheng Yiming called again, and it took a long time before Xia Linglong answered.

He spoke softly, "Linglong, are you asleep?"

"I was woken up by you even though I was sleeping. Are you okay?"

Xia Linglong didn't sleep. She was scrolling through her phone, simply not wanting to pay attention to Sheng Yiming.

Sheng Yiming lowered his eyes, "I miss you."

In the past, Xia Linglong would believe it and blush.

At that time, she rolled her eyes, "Do you miss me? Do you want to sleep with me?"

After speaking, she hung up the phone.

Xia Linglong was disappointed with her relationship with Sheng Yiming.

She even predicted with certainty that they would not be able to get together and would separate sooner or later.

Sheng Yiming was stunned while holding his phone, "I miss you and I want to sleep with you. Is there a contradiction between the two?"

He threw the phone aside angrily, and muttered, "Sheng Yiming, you are so useless, you can't even understand a relationship."

Does Sheng Yiming not understand love?

Obviously not, it's because he hasn't seen his heart clearly yet and doesn't understand whether Xia Linglong is his "must be you".

The next day, when Sheng Yiheng and Fu Hanrui served tea to their elders, Fu Zhaochen and Sheng Yiruo also rushed back.

Looking at Fu Zhaochen with a cheerful face, Sheng Yiming thought of receiving a call from Xia Linglong in the morning. She said that she had something to do and had returned to Ningcheng in advance.

Fu Zhaochen put his arms around Sheng Yiming's shoulders and said, "Thank you, third brother, for your help last night."

This sentence is particularly heartbreaking!

Sheng Yiming shrugged his shoulders and threw away Fu Zhaochen's arm, "I gave it to you, you pathetic ghost!"

Fu Zhaochen touched his earlobe and chuckled, "Isn't Third Brother pitiful? Then why didn't I see Dr. Xia?"

Sheng Yiming, "..."

Sheng Yiruo came over to find Fu Zhaochen, "Zhaochen, I saw the red envelope that my second brother gave to Xuanxuan yesterday. It was a bit too much..."