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

Sheng Yiruo chose to touch his abdominal muscles.

Fu Zhaochen's eyes were deep, and he smiled meaningfully, "I can touch you, but you come here and dry your hair first."

"I just want to make up for you touching me last night."

Sheng Yiruo was just making amends for her irrationality just now, she felt that she was a little swayed, Chen Wanshou stared at her every day to report the progress of the two of them, plus Fu Zhaochen was considerate, gentle and pampering to her, She had the urge to make up for the previous "difficult to calm down".

So, when Fu Zhaochen asked just now, she blurted out, "I never try to make a name for myself, but who will see it if I can touch it?"

Fu Zhaochen was stunned on the spot, and then the corner of his mouth turned up, "Okay, I'll touch it for you."

The warm air of the hair dryer was blowing, Fu Zhaochen's slender and bony fingers passed through her hair, and then shook her hair, and the warm air blew past.

Her hair smelled like bergamot and sweet orange, Fu Zhaochen thought it smelled good.

After Sheng Yiruo finished drying his hair, his whole body became more rational, "Go back to sleep, I'm sleepy."

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

"Are you crossing the river to demolish bridges or dismantling mills and killing donkeys?"

Sheng Yiruo went to bed with a guilty conscience, she closed her eyes, "You can also understand that you suddenly lost interest in you."

Fu Zhaochen knew when she spoke irritatingly before, but he didn't expect her to be even more irritating now.

Fu Zhaochen turned off the lamp, lifted the quilt and went to bed.

"Little rabbit, we missed it for such a long time, shouldn't we chase after it?"

After finishing speaking, he took Sheng Yiruo's hand to touch his abdominal muscles along the hem of his pajamas, "I'll touch it for you."

Sheng Yiruo's whole face was burning in the dark.

The muscle texture of Fu Zhaochen's waist and abdomen was firm and tight to the touch, as if a night charm seductress was bewitching her, but why were there two pieces missing?

"Huh? Didn't you say that men have eight-pack abs?"

Sheng Yiruo was puzzled, "Why do you only have six yuan?"

In the dark night, Fu Zhaochen's low-pitched laughter was particularly alluring, and his low-pitched magnetic voice came over, "Xiaotu, I still have three yuan left in my pajama pants, do you want to touch this too?"

There are two abs in the pajama pants, which is an eight-pack abs, but there is still one?

what is that?

What else could it be?

Fu Zhaochen's triumphant chuckle tickles people's hearts.

Sheng Yiruo pushed the quilt up and pretended to be dead.

But Fu Zhaochen leaned closer, wrapped his arms around her waist, and gently fiddled with the buttons on her pajamas with his slender fingers.

Then he poked his fingers in through the gap between the two skirts, and it was soft to the touch, yet ungripable.

During the kneading, Fu Zhaochen's breathing became heavy, and he landed a lingering kiss on the collarbone.

Sheng Yiruo always felt that he almost pinched Sensitive, and leaned back involuntarily.

Suddenly, she felt something hard against her lumbar spine, and she turned in the opposite direction but was hugged tightly by Fu Zhaochen.

His warm breath sprayed on her neck, "Go to sleep, I know you are tired."

A good night's sleep.

On the second day, Fu Zhaochen took Sheng Yiruo and He Yu back to Ningcheng.

He Yu even found out that the two of them were on a business trip, and they became much closer, to what extent?

Fu Zhaochen kissed Sheng Yiruo blatantly, and what's more, he loved Sheng Yiruo meticulously.

When they arrived in Ningcheng, Fu Zhaochen asked He Yu to send Sheng Yiruo back to rest, and he went to the company.

"Xiaotu, I'll see you again at night, you go back and have a good rest."

Fu Zhaochen pinched Sheng Yiruo's earlobe, "I'm going to the company to take care of something, call me what you want to eat tonight, and I'll take you there."

Back in the room, Sheng Yiruo understood this intention. She took a bubble bath and started talking to Chen Wanning about Fu Zhaochen, "Lemon, you don't even know that Duan Rou still doesn't give up. Before we leave, she insists on coming." Shuttle."

"As a result, Fu Zhaochen let He Yu block him, and He Yu almost missed the plane."

Chen Wanning was still laughing, so she heard Sheng Yiruo say, "Stop talking, there's a call coming in."

When Sheng Yiruo answered the phone, the caller turned out to be Huo Yao.

"Miss Sheng, I'm here to beg you."

beg her?

Sheng Yiruo flicked the bubble, looking at the colorful colors, he was a little confused, "Please what?"

"I went back to Ningcheng yesterday and led several gold-medal lawyers from our law firm to go on a business trip again, but our Qin Lu fell ill."

Huo Yao's voice was very anxious, "I called him just now, and he was in a coma. Miss Sheng, please go and see him. If it's serious, call 120 and take him to the hospital."

Huo Yao also mentioned that Qin Siyuan was unaccompanied in the country. He really couldn't bear the sudden death of a promising lawyer at home, and gave her many real-life examples.

Huo Yao also said, "People can still settle claims and sue their bosses who oppress them. If something happens to Qin Lv, we will settle the claims with him, the boss..."

"Lawyer Huo, how could it be as serious as you said? You send me the address, and I'll go there now."

Sheng Yiruo hung up the phone and got up.

After tidying herself up, she drove to Qin Siyuan's residence.

Qin Siyuan moved from the hotel where he had just returned to China to a high-end flat in Pingning District, Ningcheng. Sheng Yiruo entered the password and entered.

The off-white decoration tone is very close to Fu Zhaochen's taste, simple, clean and luxurious, the air is filled with a faint male fragrance, which is the male fragrance that Qin Siyuan often uses.

Sheng Yiruo opened the shoe cabinet. There were no women's slippers in it, but a pair of unopened men's slippers inside. She took a look at the brand and took a photo with her phone before taking it out to wear.

It's not rude to wear someone's new slippers to someone's new home. If Sheng Yiruo planned to go back, he bought another pair of the same slippers as a present for him.

On the way, Sheng Yiruo bought a fig matcha cake and some fruits as souvenirs.

"Mr. Qin?"

There was a coughing sound from the inner bedroom, Sheng Yiruo knocked on the door, "Mr. Qin? I'm Sheng Yiruo."

Qin Siyuan heard Sheng Yiruo's voice in a daze, and he felt that he was really confused, and he had a fantasy.

The door opened suddenly, and Sheng Yiruo saw the back of a man with wheat-colored skin and well-defined muscles. He was lying on the bed, the quilt only covered his waist, and his protruding buttocks were under the quilt, looking extremely sexy.

Sheng Yiruo lowered his eyes, "Mr. Qin?"

Qin Siyuan opened his eyes and turned to look at Sheng Yiruo. She was wearing a white off-shoulder knitted hollow lace short sleeve, a pair of khaki wide-leg trousers, and was carrying a light fruit green moon bag in her hand.

She is as refreshing as the cool white moonlight!

Qin Siyuan turned around, and suddenly remembered that he was only wearing a pair of underwear. Seeing his quilt slipping off, Sheng Yiruo turned around quickly.

Qin Siyuan was thirsty and thought again, he licked his lower lip, "Yi Ruo..."

Sheng Yiruo groaned, "Mmm..."

Qin Siyuan grabbed the pajamas on the side and struggled to put on the clothes, and then went to get the pajama pants, halfway through the pajama pants, he was so dizzy that he took a while to put on the pants.

"I'm ready, why are you here?"

Qin Siyuan's voice sounded weak, Sheng Yiruo turned and walked over, she reached out to touch Qin Siyuan's forehead, it was very hot.

"It's very hot, you're burning so badly, I'll take you to the hospital!"

Qin Siyuan's expression was very cold for a moment, and then he said, "No, I'll just lie down for a while and I'll be fine."

"Do you know how old you are?"

Sheng Yiruo glanced at the bedside table, there was only an empty cup and an alarm clock on it, nothing else.

"Don't you have a medicine cabinet at home? Thermometers, antipyretics, antipyretics? And..."

Qin Siyuan leaned back to support the quilt with his two arms, his expression was in a daze, "There is nothing."

Sheng Yiruo, "..."

"Then let's go to the hospital!"

Sheng Yiruo went to help Qin Siyuan, but he grabbed her wrist, "I won't go to the hospital, I... I fainted from needles... The thing I'm most afraid of in my life is an injection..."

Sheng Yiruo didn't expect that the tall and burly Qin Siyuan would faint from the needle?

She suppressed a smile and asked again, "Aren't you going?"

Qin Siyuan closed his eyes and said weakly, "Please, don't force me to go to the hospital."

Sheng Yiruo pressed Qin Siyuan's shoulders and put him flat, "Lie down, and I'll go buy medicine for you."

She went out again.

When Sheng Yiruo came back again, Qin Siyuan heard a "ding", he opened his eyes slightly, and saw Sheng Yiruo taking his temperature with an ear thermometer.

"Oh my God, 39.6°, Mr. Qin, if you don't take antipyretics, your brain will burn out."

Sheng Yiruo's tone was complaining and surprised, but he didn't feel distressed.

Qin Siyuan closed his eyes and wondered if Fu Zhaochen became ill like this, would she feel distressed?

Sheng Yiruo saw that Qin Siyuan had a fever, so she quickly took out the anti-fever stickers, tore them off and pasted them on his forehead.

A cool feeling came immediately, and Qin Siyuan felt very comfortable. Sheng Yiruo sat beside him, holding the medicine in his hand, "Mr. Qin, get up and take the medicine."

Sheng Yiruo supported Qin Siyuan's shoulders to help him up, she passed her hand, and Qin Siyuan's lips were in her palm in a daze.

He rolled his tongue and swallowed the medicine, but licked her palm unavoidably.

The warmth and humidity made Sheng Yiruo's nerves extremely tense.

"Without water, I can't swallow..."