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

On the back seat of the car, Fu Zhaochen pressed Sheng Yiruo under him.

When she raised her head, he put his hand behind her head to support her, even more afraid of hurting her.

Fu Zhaochen's desire was completely ignited by Sheng Yiruo's flushed eye ends, and the tip of his tongue wantonly occupied every inch between her lips and teeth, hooking the tip of her tongue to express his long love.

He became more and more dissatisfied with kissing, and his slender fingers stretched towards her skirt, stretching all the way to the top, but the shallow mouth had a silky cotton texture, and his hand stopped immediately.

Fu Zhaochen panted slightly, with peach blossoms in his eyes, "How many more days?"

Sheng Yiruo blushed from being kissed.

Fu Zhaochen's faint male fragrance rolled with a slight smell of tobacco rising and intertwining in her nostrils, and the body clinging to his chest was sticky, sticky, and hot on the not-so-spacious car seat.

She said hoarsely, "Three days."

"It's terrible... three more days?"

In a vague way, Fu Zhaochen went to kiss the thin flesh between Sheng Yiruo's chin and earlobe again, feeling her body that was shaking slightly due to sensitivity, and his legs touched Sheng Yiruo's legs and symbolically pushed up a few times.

Sheng Yiruo gasped, "Fu Zhaochen, you hate..."

The subtle kisses heated up the cabin, and after a while, Fu Zhaochen got up enough to kiss.

He tilted his head and glanced at the rearview mirror, where Qin Siyuan and others were staring at them. The car trembled slightly, and Qin Siyuan would definitely smoke.

Sheng Yiruo sat down and straightened her dress. Fu Zhaochen pushed up her short skirt, and she pushed it down to smooth out the accumulated folds, and then went to straighten the neckline of the smoky blue silk shirt.

"Yeah, my bag is still in the store!"

Fu Zhaochen looked at Sheng Yiruo in a good mood, and he took out his phone and handed it to her, "You use my phone first, and I'll get your bag."

Sheng Yiruo shyly said, "I'll go by myself!"

Fu Zhaochen opened the door and got out of the car, then he opened the car door and said with a smirk, "I'll go, you are not suitable to see people in your current state."

Sheng Yiruo, "..."

She took the mobile phone with the password opened by Fu Zhaochen, turned the camera, and saw more than one red mark on her neck where Fu Zhaochen sucked it.

Sheng Yiruo poked the neckline, collarbone, and mottled red marks on the soft flesh on her chest. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth, "Fu Zhaochen, you bastard, how can I see people tomorrow?"

Fu Zhaochen and Fang Cai, who returned to enjoy the tour of Guangdong, looked like two different people, full of energy and refreshed.

Fang Zhilin looked at him like that and smacked his lips, "Is this cured by Huan Ai?"

Yang Zi glanced at his watch quietly, looked at Feng Yuyan, and she whispered in her ear, "It's almost 40 minutes, Fu Zhaochen is pretty good."

Feng Yuyan's cheeks were flushed, and she lowered her voice, "The two of them really dare to play, even in the car, and they are not afraid of being secretly photographed."

It's just a woman's taste and jealousy. Sheng Yiruo is recognized as a great beauty in the circle. Like her sister, every time she appears, a group of men are eager to try, but Fu Zhaochen has taken care of Sheng Yiruo's idea before.

Otherwise, Sheng Yiruo's birthday will become a arena for suitors.

Fu Zhaochen picked up Sheng Yiruo's bag, "Miss Chen, she lives at my place recently, let's go first."

Chen Wanning glanced at the delicious food on the table, and she said seriously, "I'm bound to gain three catties tonight, Mr. Fu, Xiaotu ordered this for you."

"Help me eat, I... I'm full!"

Fu Zhaochen raised his eyebrows, smiled meaningfully, and left with his bag.

Arriving at Fang Zhilin's table, Fang Zhilin whistled and chuckled, "Shut up your proud face, it makes my teeth itch."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Chen Wanning who was eating alone over there, "You two really have the opposite sex and no humanity, so you just leave Miss Chen behind?"

"Eat together at the table, and I'll pay the bill."

After finishing speaking, Fu Zhaochen strode over to buy the bill, and also ordered two extra bottles of the collector's edition 1992 Cabernet dry red for the four of them to add to the fun.

After paying the money, he hooked the corner of his mouth and went back to the car.

Sheng Yiruo's expression was solemn, and she tugged at her neckline, "Can I still see people tomorrow?"

Fu Zhaochen leaned over and kissed her forehead, "Then don't go out, you draw design drafts at home, and I'll send you to class in the evening."

He rubbed Sheng Yiruo's head, "Didn't you take a lot of orders?"

Sheng Yiruo thought about it too, but it was Fu Zhaochen's smile after he succeeded that made her complain belatedly, "You did it on purpose? You want me to rest for a few days?"

"At least... three days."

Fu Zhaochen reached for the phone, "Xiaotu, I will satisfy you in three days."

Then, he turned back to the driver's seat, and before getting into the car, he glanced coldly at the Rolls-Royce Phantom in the distance, and a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle beside him.

Inside the car, Qin Siyuan watched Fu Zhaochen's car drive away with a gloomy expression, the roaring engine sounded ostentatious and frivolous.

He thought of the shaking of the rear of the car just now and Fu Zhaochen turning back to pick up the bag, and he could imagine Sheng Yiruo's current appearance.

With a mouthful of resentment stuck there, Qin Siyuan pinched his fingers.

Huo Yao lowered his eyebrows and didn't dare to say anything, and then sneezed again, "Um, Qin Lu, why is your shower head set to cold water? I'm freezing to death."

When he came back from a business trip in Huolu City in Central China, he was sweaty and sticky. She didn't go home and went directly to Qin Siyuan to report to work.

Huo Yao, who is obsessed with cleanliness, finally borrowed Qin Siyuan's washroom. When he turned on the shower, it was cold water. He looked at the settings and found that both pipes were cold water output.

Qin Siyuan didn't speak, but said flatly, "Drive, let them continue to protect Yiruo tomorrow."

Huo Yao, "Got it."

Then, the group left.

In the restaurant, Yang Zi and Feng Yuyan looked at Chen Wanning very disliked, because Chen Wanning's father was the illegitimate son of the Chen family, and Chen Junhan's father, Chen Yuze, was a half-brother. Controversial and supercilious.

Yang Zi and Feng Yuyan naturally looked down on Chen Wanning from such a family background.

Fang Zhilin looked at Chen Wanning who politely refused him to send him home at the last auction, his eyes were full of inquiry.

Although he was not as recruiting as Fu Zhaochen, he was definitely among the most sought-after men, but Chen Wanning turned down the chance to be with him.

Under Fang Zhilin's gaze, Chen Wanning's heart beat like a drum, but she pretended to be calm.

Yang Zi saw that Fang Zhilin was looking at Chen Wanning frequently, and she was annoyed, "Miss Chen, I heard that you opened a bar and stayed there yourself, so you smeared the Chen family, does your uncle's family ignore you?"

Feng Yuyan gave Yang Zi a wink, because she had heard that Chen Wanning's cousin, Chen Junhan, was very nice to her. Chen Junhan and Fang Zhilin were young, so this remark might have touched Fang Zhilin's bad luck.

Sure enough, Fang Zhilin was the first to speak, "Ms. Chen is self-reliant and earns money by starting a business. Is there any problem with that?"

Chen Wanning had already got up, too lazy to dwell on this commonplace question, "You take it easy, I'll go first."

Fang Zhilin took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, then got up, "Miss Chen, I'll see you off."

Chen Wanning shook her head, "No need, I'll go back to the bar, it's nearby."

"Then I'll sit at your bar!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Zhilin followed Chen Wanning away.

The remaining two women sneered, "Do Fu Zhaochen and Fang Zhilin think we don't exist?"

On the other side, Fu Zhaochen brought Sheng Yiruo back to Yaqing Garden.

Sheng Yiruo licked his lower lip, "You mean I've been living here recently?"

"Well, if it goes well, you will live here for half a year!"

After Fu Zhaochen parked the car, his smile remained undiminished, "Xiaotu, get out of the car."

Sheng Yiruo asked after getting out of the car, "What do you mean half a year?"

Fu Zhaochen wrapped Sheng Yiruo into his arms, and the tip of his nose was pressed against hers, "I'm going to renovate Furong Garden, my dad took pictures of my wedding room, so naturally I have to pay for the renovation of the wedding room."

"My future wife's family must be decent!"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her neck with a slight smile, "The strawberries are a bit irregular, I think I need to rework."

After finishing speaking, Fu Zhaochen lifted Sheng Yiruo into a koala hug. He carried Sheng Yiruo into the house with his long legs, and carried him upstairs.

In the bar, Fang Zhilin looked at Chen Wanning who was singing on stage, and felt a sense of déjà vu.

He made a phone call to Fu Zhaochen.

Fu Zhaochen was busy growing strawberries, but Sheng Yiruo ran away because of Fang Zhilin's phone call.

After answering the phone, before Fu Zhaochen started cursing, Fang Zhilin asked, "Ask Yi Ruo, did Chen Wanning go skiing in the Alps last winter?"