Sexy! Secretly sweet! Black Moonlight dressed as a yandere!

Silian likes fine wine, so the second stop is the famous winery in Country F. It has the largest vineyard and wine cellar in the world, and houses countless collections of top-quality wines.

The beautiful young man put on special sun protection clothing and a sun hat, and experienced picking grapes and making wine under the scorching sun.

Pick and eat.

Finally, after eating different varieties of grapes all afternoon, my belly was so round that I couldn’t even eat the dinner that the owner of the winery had given me.

I only managed to eat a few bites.

In the face of other people's hospitality, this is a bit rude.

Silian was a little embarrassed, but she tried to hold on... but couldn't hold on anymore.

Fu Shidu raised the wine glass with his slender and beautiful fingers and clinked it with the owner of the winery. He spoke in pure and fluent French, with a hint of tenderness in his tone, "Sorry, Smith, my wife may have an upset stomach."

"It's okay, Fu. I saw that your wife ate a lot of grapes in the afternoon. It's normal that she can't eat dinner. There's no need to feel sorry for it." The owner of the winery smiled and glanced at Silian, "But I didn't expect that we haven't seen each other for so many years. It’s surprising that you have a wife.”

Is it surprising?

indeed.

Even he himself never thought about who he would marry in this life.

Before Silian appeared.

Fu Shidu lowered his eyes slightly, and his saint-like face showed a hint of intoxication and seduction because of the smile at the corner of his lips.

The man replied in romantic French: "It's true that even I was surprised. But from the moment this person appeared, I knew that my marriage partner was him, and he could only be him."

"Before this, I had never thought about spending the rest of my life with someone else."

Smith's blue eyes shone brightly, and he repeatedly praised and exclaimed: "Oh, is this the legendary... destiny in your country? It's so romantic!"

"Fu, this cup——

"To you and your lover."

Smith raised his glass cheerfully.

Fu Shidu raised glasses and clinked glasses on Silian's behalf. Smith said a lot of gibberish, and occasionally looked at Silian with a smiling look...

The owner of the winery looked like the bearded man in the Western mural. Since the original owner had never learned French, Silian couldn't understand what the two of them were talking about. She always felt that Fu Shidu said something extraordinary to him.

Otherwise, why would the bearded man look at him with such strange eyes?

It made him feel bad.

Silian sat next to Fu Shidu and tugged on the man's sleeve under the dining table, "Fu Shidu..."

Fu Shidu held the wine glass with his slender jade-like fingertips. As the bright red wine flowed like a gem, he leaned towards Silian and even lowered his head slightly, "Huh?"

Take the initiative to put your ears in front of Silian and listen to his words.

Silian secretly asked Fu Shidu's delicate ear: "What were you talking about just now?"

An extremely small flow of air, accompanied by a hint of the fragrant aroma of grapes, hit Fu Shidu's eardrums directly.

How many grapes had he eaten? His mouth was filled with the aroma of grapes, and he didn't know if they tasted sweet...

This thought passed through Fu Shidu's mind for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the man slowly raised his gorgeous lips, covered the back of the young man's hand with his other hand under the table, and replied in a casual voice:

"He was... praising my wife's beauty, saying that he was envious of me for marrying such a beautiful little wife."

At first, Silian didn't react.

After a few seconds, the fair and bright face gradually became crimson.

He gritted his teeth and said with some shame, "Who is my little wife?"

and also--

Where do you praise boys for being beautiful?

Fu Shidu instead hugged Silian's waist, pressed the tip of his nose against his, and said with a low smile, "You, my little wife."

The young man's face turned red and he pushed him away.

Silian's actions made Smith look sideways, and he asked in French: "What's going on, Madam?"

Fu Shidu curled his lips calmly, "It's okay, he's shy."

Smith suddenly laughed twice, "Your Majesty, your lady is really a lovely little oriental beauty!"

Except for Silian, who was slightly red in the face and confused because she didn't understand French, this dinner was a great time for both host and guest.

Silian couldn't eat anything, so Fu Shidu accommodated him and dinner ended early.

Stay at the winery tonight.

The winery was no smaller than the castle, and various precious Western paintings were hung on the corridor leading back to the room. Silian had no intention of admiring them, holding her stomach still bloated and uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a man grabbed his waist from behind. Before Silian could be surprised, he was hugged by Fu Shidu.

Fu Shidu hugged the boy and walked slowly back to the room, "Who told you to eat so much?"

His tone was like that of a husband gently lecturing his wife.

Of course, the two of them have received certificates and have such a close relationship.

It was true that Silian's stomach was uncomfortable even as she walked bumpily, but she didn't object to Fu Shidu hugging him, and rather obediently put her arms around the man's neck.

The beautiful young man looked like a child who had done something wrong and said softly: "I won't do it next time."

Entering the room, Fu Shidu put Silian on the bed, stretched out a hand and placed it on the young man's waist, inserted his long fingers and lifted up the hem of his clothes.

Silian's whole body trembled slightly, and she quickly grabbed the back of the man's hand, gently biting a corner of her two rose-like lips, and said in a mixture of shock and shame: "Fu Shidu, what are you going to do..."

Fu Shidu lowered his eyes. The young boy had a bright face and black hair lying on the bed. There was a trace of obvious panic in his eyes. He looked pretty and delicious.

The man's throat bones tightened slightly, as if there was a burning sensation and thirst.

Immediately afterwards, the slender palm firmly and gently covered the boy's slightly bulging, white and soft belly, and gently rubbed it.

As she curled her lips and narrowed her eyes, the gorgeous skin took on a dark and seductive charm.

"Rub your belly, otherwise we, Lianlian, will think what I want to do -"

"...Fuck you?"

The soft and rough words slowly and beautifully collided from the man's lips and teeth, causing Silian to blush.

He opened his eyes slightly, his beautiful eyes full of water, as if he couldn't believe Fu Shidu said such extremely explicit words.

"What do you want me to do?" Fu Shidu lowered his eyes slightly and rubbed Silian slowly, his fingertips burning hot as they traced his soft waist and abdomen, "I'm thinking, isn't this because I'm afraid you'll cry? "

"You, shameless..." The young man bit the corner of his soft lips, whispered this sentence, and quickly turned his face away.

It's like she doesn't want to pay attention to him anymore.

It's more like she doesn't dare to look at the man's narrow and magnificent eyes that contain a hint of teasing.

A section of pink and white swan neck was completely exposed to Fu Shidu's eyes.

Fu Shidu chuckled.

His dark and blazing gaze went from Silian's pale crimson snowy neck down to her graceful and flexible waist.

The beautiful white waistline and small belly button undulated slightly with the breathing, and trembled slightly under his fingertips, showing a beautiful color...

It makes people want to get involved.

Fu Shidu's throat rolled, he licked his lips, and then rubbed Silian very restrainedly and patiently for a while, then he asked casually, as if he was so comfortable that he was almost drowsy, "...is it still swollen?"

Silian shook her head in a small arc, her long, soft, jet-black hair hanging slightly messily on the pillow. She opened her lips slightly and said "um", and replied in a coquettish tone, "I feel much better."

"If you're sure you won't last, then..." Fu Shidu paused subtly. Silian hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter yet, so he nodded casually and obediently, "I won't hold on anymore, I won't hold on anymore, that's true. "

"Okay." The man smiled softly, "Then I'll take it as my wife's invitation."

Ok?

invite?

What invitation?

Silian was confused and opened her eyelashes tremblingly.

Then he saw Fu Shidu slowly taking off his trousers.

The young man's slender and beautiful legs were exposed to the air, and the trousers that had been taken off hung precariously around his ankles, making sure they couldn't fall off. The socks on his feet were white and cute.

The curtain of the round bed in the Baroque palace style fell down, and under the dim light, there was a kind of half-exposed, half-covered, looming temptation.

Silian couldn't help but bring her knees together, always feeling that something dangerous was about to happen, "Fu Shidu, what are you going to do..."

The man leaned over and pressed forward, gently pushing open Silian's knees. He pinched the young man's beautiful and tender waist with his slender, jade-like palms, bit his earlobe and said a nasty and explicit word.