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

Nan Yi is someone who has experienced it, and has a deep understanding of the love and difficulty between men and women.

Since Sheng Yiruo followed them as soon as they arrived in Santorini, he naturally wanted her son Fu Zhaochen to chase them over.

Sheng Yiruo, who was sleeping peacefully, did not expect that Fu Zhaochen's rented villa was not only him and Ji Chen, but also the Fu couple and Fu Siyao.

But right now, Ji Chen, the director of Nanyi Arts, moved the luggage of the couple and Fu Siyao to the car, and she rented a villa at the other end of the beach.

Ji Chen chuckled, "Madam, you really care about Mr. Fu and Miss Sheng."

Nan Yi twitched the corners of her mouth. When she and her husband Fu Chen were together, she was quite embarrassing, and even Fu's family listened to the corner all night.

She didn't want Sheng Yiruo to experience this embarrassing experience again, it was really uncomfortable.

When Fu Zhaochen and Fu Chen came back from the sea, they saw Ji Chen waiting at the door.

Ji Chen strode up, "Sir, Mr. Fu, Madam said she doesn't want to live with Mr. Fu, and she rents another villa. I have already moved Miss Si Yao and your luggage there."

He added, "Miss Si Yao also passed by when she came back."

Fu Chen glared at Fu Zhaochen, "You don't sleep at night, work and entertainment disturb your mother's rest."

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

When he arrived in Santorini, he was looking for Mr. Shen who bought shares of Shengrong——Shen Jinyuan.

After several trials, Shen Jinyuan didn't see Fu Zhaochen, but he knew why he came.

Shen Jinyuan asked someone to bring him a message—Xiao Fu always came to me because he wanted to take advantage of the Shengrong Group shares in my hand. I got it with real money, so there is no need to explain anything to a kid like you.

Fu Zhaochen saw that Shen Jinyuan despised him for being young, so he carried his father Fu Chen out.

Knowing that Shen Yuanyuan was going to sea, he and Fu Chen chased after him, but Shen Yuanyuan was having fun with a woman, and Fu Chen and the others were not seen.

At that time, Fu Chen shook his head, "This kind of person is either bohemian or a scum, how can he control huge wealth?"

Immediately the two turned back, Fu Zhaochen hadn't gotten out of his decadent mood yet, and ended up being rejected by his mother Nanyi again.

Ji Chen raised his eyebrows, "Sir, madam asked me to take you back there."

Fu Chen nodded, and Ji Chen followed suit.

Before he left, Ji Chen smiled and winked at him, as if his special assistant He Yu had possessed him, with a nonchalant air.

Fu Zhaochen's body was covered with the damp and sticky smell of sea water, so he entered the room without much thought.

When he arrived at his bedroom, he opened the door and went in, and saw Sheng Yiruo lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Fu Zhaochen felt inconceivable for a moment, how could Sheng Yiruo, who was on the phone with him yesterday, was lying on his bed right now?

He walked over to take a closer look, and saw that Sheng Yiruo's little face was a little flushed from sleep, and her luggage was still placed beside the bed.

Fu Zhaochen smiled triumphantly, "This is what I delivered to my door."

He also suddenly understood why his parents and Fu Siyao all moved out suddenly, it was to create opportunities and space for him and Sheng Yiruo.

Sheng Yiruo heard the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, she opened her eyes in a daze, a little dazed, then turned over and fell asleep again.

When Fu Zhaochen cleaned himself up and came out, Sheng Yiruo was still sleeping.

He was sitting by the bed reading, and when he saw page 67, Sheng Yiruo woke up.

She saw Fu Zhaochen wearing a nightgown, with half-dry hair hanging down his eyes reading a book, her face flushed slightly.

Sheng Yiruo stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Fu Zhaochen, "Tsk, so my brother is a calm person, I thought you would..."

Fu Zhaochen closed the book and looked at Sheng Yiruo without blinking.

He leaned down, "I want a sober you, as for sitting still?"

"Ashamed," Fu Zhaochen lifted the skirt of his nightgown, "it's already in a mess..."

Sheng Yiruo glanced at his waist and abdomen, blushing even more disfigured.

She bit her lip, "I want to drink some wine..."

Fu Zhaochen raised his eyebrows in displeasure, "Still drinking? I'll get you a glass of juice..."

The first time between the two was when Sheng Yiruo was drunk, and now Fu Zhaochen finally waited until she wanted to, and would he still give her a drink?

Fu Zhaochen really poured Sheng Yiruo a glass of juice, freshly squeezed peach juice.

Sheng Yiruo took it and took a sip, and saw that Fu Zhaochen was already sitting by the bed, the warmth and affection in his peach blossom eyes overflowed uncontrollably, and suddenly he reached out and pinned her sleepy hair behind her ears.

Sheng Yiruo felt that the tip of her ear was hot, but wherever his hand passed by, it would be hot. Her pupils were constricted like a ignorant deer.

Fu Zhaochen took the cup, glanced at the juice and put it on the bedside table.

He hoarsely said, "Is it sweet?"

"sweet..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Zhaochen's hot lips were already pressed down hard, and his firm, hot and hard chest was also pressed down.

Sheng Yiruo felt her breath being taken away by Fu Zhaochen bit by bit, the hot and lingering kiss seemed to want her to be infected with his breath from inside to outside, she was trapped in the corner of the bed and let him ask for a kiss.

Suddenly, his hand reached into her nightdress, his bony and slender fingers swam around her slender and smooth waist with scorching heat, and suddenly penetrated into her lower abdomen.

The tingling sensation that passed through like an electric shock shook her whole body, and Sheng Yiruo felt her whole body go limp.

Then what was waiting for her was Fu Zhaochen's overturning everything, from the cautiousness at the beginning to the haste or slowness in the middle.

He asked her how she felt in a hoarse voice, "Does it hurt?"

Sheng Yiruo nodded with wet eyes, "Mmm..."

But she couldn't stop the sounds of groaning and groaning from her throat, and they entered Fu Zhaochen's ears one by one.

The stimulation of the voice made him unable to contain the boiling blood all over his body, and the skin of the woman under him began to flush.

For a long time, in the midst of sinking, Fu Zhaochen's thin lips swallowed Sheng Yiruo's screams in radical comfort...

It was already three o'clock in the morning when Sheng Yiruo woke up again.

There was a slight smile in Fu Zhaochen's satisfied and deep eyes, and she glared at Fu Zhaochen viciously.

But he sneered, "What's the matter, baby?"

Sheng Yiruo was sore all over, as if soaked in hot water overnight.

She turned around. "I don't want to talk to the beast."

Fu Zhaochen rubbed Sheng Yiruo's waist with his palms, his voice was unusually ambiguous, "Sore waist? Weak legs?"

"Get out, I don't want to talk to you anymore."

Sheng Yiruo's crying voice got Fu Zhaochen excited again, and he posted it, "Brother, I will spare you this time..."

Fu Zhaochen is not a person who doesn't care about Sheng Yiruo's feelings. He read around the Internet and said that the previous few times, there was no pain. The more times, and the man's skills are good, the woman gradually feels pleasure.

He suddenly felt that he had a long way to go.

Fu Zhaochen said warmly, "Xiaotu...I'll put the bath water for you, and take a good night's sleep after washing?"

Sheng Yiruo sneered, "Don't sleep, I want to eat, I'm hungry."

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

The two of them started after five o'clock in the evening, and came down three times. By this time, Sheng Yiruo hadn't had dinner yet.

Fu Zhaochen hugged Sheng Yiruo and kissed and kissed, coaxing in a low voice, "Forgive brother this time, I can't bear it for so many years, I will definitely take your feelings into consideration tomorrow..."

tomorrow?

It was futile for Sheng Yiruo to escape from Fu Zhaochen's arms.

She cried and said, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come to you, you...you are a..."

Fu Zhaochen pinched her chin, "Honey, if you scold me again, I won't wait until tomorrow."

Sheng Yiruo was frightened, so he quickly stopped talking, and Fu Zhaochen carried her to the bathroom in a good mood.

After cleaning up, Sheng Yiruo was hungry and sleepy, lying on Fu Zhaochen's newly changed sheets, not wanting to move, she glanced at the paper and covers in the trash can, and then glared at Fu Zhaochen who was collecting the boxes.

Fu Zhaochen put the rest in his pocket, he was afraid that Sheng Yiruo would throw it away "to avoid future troubles".

Then, he went to serve Sheng Yiruo a bowl of hollow noodles.

But the little girl was sleepy and exhausted at the beginning of work, so he took a bowl and a spoon and fed her small spoonfuls.

Sheng Yiruo ate a bowl.

Fu Zhaochen chuckled, "Xiaotu, do you think I look like a good man who takes care of his wife during confinement?"

"Fart, you are a bad man who doesn't know how to eat..."

Seeing her baring her teeth and claws, Fu Zhaochen smiled, "Are you struggling again?"