After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Shen Yanhe's face changed suddenly, and he asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

No wonder there was so much commotion here just now, but Fu Yanhe was not seen.

It turned out that something went wrong.

Wu Fang said with a look of embarrassment: "This... I can't say it, you will understand when you come with me, Young Madam."

"What happened to the young master...Only you can solve it."

Song Shiwei, who was one step behind Qi Yunqian, heard Wu Fang's words, and hurriedly said to her, "Xiao He Miao, go quickly, don't worry about me, I can protect myself."

Shen Yanhe nodded without hesitation, not shying away from the presence of Qi Yunqian, and told her: "If you feel something is wrong, record and video, don't let people splash dirty water."

Song Shiwei: "Yes."

Shen Yanhe didn't stay any longer, and hurriedly left with Wufang.

Wu Fang took Shen Yanhe through the banquet hall, walked all the way to the room where Mr. Xia had just met, and came to a room at the corner on the second floor.

There are three and four guards outside the room.

Seeing Shen Yanhe coming, he opened the door without the slightest hesitation.

Without delay, Shen Yanhe strode into the room.

As soon as she entered the room, a hot and slightly wet hand stretched out from behind the door, clasped her wrist, and pulled her over forcefully.

Shen Yanhe subconsciously clenched her fists to attack, and stopped when she smelled the familiar sandalwood, and was pulled over by force, and sat down on Fu Yanhe's tight thighs.

Shen Yanhe raised her head, her red lips parted slightly, and just about to speak, the overwhelming kiss fell down.

Shen Yanhe's head was blank, her hands rested on his chest, and she struggled weakly, but the big hands that fell on her waist tightened their strength and hugged her even tighter.

Fu Yanhe kissed fiercely and didn't give her a chance to react at all.

Her breath was completely plundered by him, and she couldn't break free at all.

In a dark room.

Fu Yanhe's slender eyelashes drooped slightly, his thin eyelids were a little blushing, and his extremely black pupils revealed raging desire and paranoia.

He kissed deeper and deeper, his big hand couldn't help stroking her bare back, and gradually went down...

In the chaos, Shen Yanhe felt the hot big hand on her waist moving. Her blank brain regained a bit of clarity, and her soft little hand grabbed his big hand.

Stop him from going any further.

She struggled to break free from his deeper and deeper kiss, and tilted her head back, avoiding his lips.

He seemed to be dissatisfied with her avoidance, and wanted to continue kissing her after chasing her.

Shen Yanhe had no choice but to reach out and cover his lips to stop him from kissing again.

She calmed down her rapid breathing, opened her eyes wide and tried hard to see Fu Yanhe's current appearance clearly, swallowed her saliva, and asked him intermittently: "Yanhe, you, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Yanhe's condition is not right.

Although he would kiss her occasionally, he was very restrained in kissing her.

Either a kiss on the forehead or a kiss on the cheek.

It's not as fierce as it is now.

It was as if he wanted to eat her whole.

With her lips pressed against him, Fu Yanhe's sanity returned a little.

He closed his eyes restrainedly, concealing the turbulent desire in his eyes, raised his hand and took off the soft little hand that was pressing against his lips, and placed it on his lips for a comforting kiss.

Fu Yanhe opened his eyes, relying on the darkness of the light, his eyes were burning, he stared at the girl in his arms unscrupulously, and hugged her tighter, his voice was calm but hoarse.

"Feel sorry."

"I can't help it."

Can't control it?

Shen Yanhe was stunned for a moment, and only then did she feel that the touch under her butt was a little wet.

She reached out and touched Fu Yanhe's thigh.

wet.

She turned to touch Fu Yanhe's clothes again, and found that his body was wet, as if he had been soaked in water.

But his skin was hot.

"How is this going?"

Fu Yanhe let her soft little hands touch his body, but his eyes gradually darkened, his voice became hoarse, and he simply told what happened just now.

It turned out to be half an hour ago.

Fu Yanhe noticed the movement in the small garden, fearing that something might happen to her, he went to the small garden to find her in person.

But on the way, he was stopped by a maid who told him that Mr. Xia had something to ask him, saying that it was something very important.

Fu Yanhe asked Wufang to protect Shen Yanhe near the garden, while he and his maid went to find Mr. Xia.

Because the route to go is the same as the route he and Shen Yanhe took to find Mr. Xia at the beginning.

Fu Yanhe didn't become suspicious.

Until the maid brought him into this room, he saw the naked Xia Ran.

Only then did he realize that he had been fooled.

It was Xia Ran who had the audacity to use Mr. Xia's name to trick him over.

Fu Yanhe stepped back immediately, but the door was closed by the maid.

Xia Ran rushed towards him.

But Fu Yanhe subdued her and tied her up.

Xia Ran told him that Fu Yanhe had already inhaled a lot of incense in the room.

This Dr. Xiang has no way to solve it. If no one helps him, he will be very uncomfortable, just like her at that time.

Fu Yanhe forcibly endured at first, and called Sanfang and the others to take Xia Ran away, while he went in to take a shower.

But the colder the water rushes, the hotter the body gets.

In desperation, he had no choice but to call Wufang to bring Shen Yanhe over.

Now she is his medicine.

Shen Yanhe's hand holding the hem of his clothes suddenly tightened, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes: "Where's Xia Ran?"

Fu Yanhe's breathing was heavy, his expression was calm, but his hand was caressing the delicate skin around her waist uncontrollably, and he couldn't help leaning in her direction.

He kissed her small ear, and his voice became hoarse: "I tied her up and put her in the next room."

He was afraid that if Xia Ran stayed here, he would be unable to control himself and kill her.

Shen Yanhe recoiled slightly from his hot thin lips, she pursed her lips, looked at him and asked, "How can I help you?"

"Do you want to... do it here?"

Fu Yanhe's eyes suddenly became deep, and he stared at her firmly, using all his strength to restrain the desire in his heart to press her down immediately, and slowly refused: "No."

He was reluctant to have a second relationship with her here.

What's more, it's still Mr. Xia's birthday party.

It would be bad for his little girl if others saw it and spread it.

"Then you want to endure it like this?" Shen Yanhe frowned.

Thinking of the uncomfortable feeling that she took medicine last time...

She pursed her lips, resisting the trembling feeling when her waist was rubbed by him, raised her eyes to look at Fu Yanhe, and asked in a trembling voice: "How about... I knock you out?"

"It won't be so uncomfortable if you get knocked out."

Fu Yanhe's caressing movements paused slightly, he lowered his head against her forehead, and sighed helplessly with a smile: "You really are, you don't feel sorry for me at all..."

Shen Yanhe looked innocent.

He couldn't help but kissed her forehead, let go of a hand on her waist, and held her white and soft hand, his eyes were burning, and his voice was hoarse: "Yes, in another way..."

………………

the other side.

After Su Lan sent Fu Yu to the ambulance, she took out her phone from her bag and took a look.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he turned around and walked back, while walking, he asked the maid who came out to help: "What happened to Xiaoyu, why didn't Ah He come to see?"

"Where is he now?"

The maid faltered: "Husband, madam... I just... I just saw Young Master Fu alone... went... went to Miss's room."