The fur general of the pirate navy

He curled his lips and smiled lowly, with a magnetic and mature voice with a bit of bad ambiguity: "Little sponsor, it's useless no matter how much you force me."

"..." When did she force him?

Knowing that this man is shameless, her understanding of him is refreshed every time.

The little girl bit her lip, her almond-shaped eyes widened.

She didn't argue with the old man about this, the anger of being cheated, and the discomfort of seeing the blind old man hooking up tonight were mixed together, burning in her chest.

As someone who had been cheated by a bad man, Gu Suiran had the right to scold him with a straight face:

"Although you didn't design it, Mr. Lu probably designed this game. You call him and ask him to open the door. Pay for it."

She was standing with her small body leaning against the nanmu door, glaring at him angrily and commanding in a low tone: "Do you hear that, Fu Changye, I asked you to call Mr. Lu."

Fu Changye looked at her delicate and angry little face with deep eyes for a moment.

It's already a kitten with explosive hair.

His cheeks were flushed with anger.

His eyes looked down again, landing on her two thin white calves.

The little feet are wearing high heels, the skirt reaches to the knees, and the white and tender part is so attractive.

The handsome man frowned and walked over, approaching her.

Gu Sui noticed that he suddenly came over without saying anything, and his whole body was in a state of alert.

She always had a fiery temper, but now she was cheated on and felt a knot in her chest. I wonder if it was because of jealousy. How could she be expected to have a good temper?

"Fu Changye, what are you doing? I asked you to make a phone call. Stop and don't move any more. pb"

The man didn't listen to her words. He had deep black eyes and approached her with a long and straight body.

As she got closer, a tall figure covered her petite figure.

Under her stunned gaze, he squatted down.

She lowered her head and said in a bad tone: "Fu Changye, what are you doing?"

The man didn't say anything, but he held up one of her little feet with his big knuckled hands and took off her high heels. After taking off one high heel, he took off the other high heel for her.

.....red...sleeves...add...fragrance...only...home...head...hair. ....

Gu Suiran would not cooperate obediently. His little hooves were kicking wildly, but his big hands were holding them down: "Little patron, don't move around. This little foot is imitating other people's wearing high heels. Doesn't it hurt?"

The man's deep voice was low, and he spoke in a reprimanding tone.

The pads of his fingers were rough and slightly cool as he rubbed her little feet.

The small feet have five round toes, and the skin on the feet is also white. The pink blood vessels under the fair skin can be vaguely seen. They are small and delicate in the man's big palm.

Fu Changye rubbed her ankles with his rough fingertips, and said with gentle force: "I don't know how to walk so fast in high heels. Did I twist it just now? Will it hurt?"

Gu Suiyi stopped moving at this time.

She lowered her head and saw the old man's broad and strong shoulders and cold black hair. When the light hit him, it seemed as if he was covered with a layer of pale gold.

She bit her lip, wanting to be so angry that she couldn't say anything.

She thought that when she first took care of the old man, she came home one time and her feet were covered in sewage.

The old man was not too dirty then and held her feet, just like he does now.

She couldn't understand that this man who was so dignified in the eyes of others would now take off her shoes and rub her feet.

She kept him for a short period of time.

She remembered his thoughtfulness and gentleness when she was a foster child. Having enjoyed that kind of tenderness would make you sink.

The almond-shaped eyes dimmed for a moment. It's painful to give up the tenderness he gave me.

Now she no longer supports him.

There was clearly no need for him to do such a thing anymore.

Gu casually shrank his feet, his heels felt a little itchy, and where his rough fingers touched, there were waves of electric shock and numbness.

She narrowed her eyes and spoke, her fierce appearance retreating a little: "Fu Changye, let me go."

But the man didn't listen to her words. He rubbed her little feet with his slender fingers for a while. When he thought it was enough, he took the two pairs of cotton slippers next to him, including a pair of women's slippers, and put them on her.

Fu Changye stood up. The man was tall and straight, with bright lights behind him.

A tall figure cast over her.

He looked down at her, his eyes dark and deep, full of strong and lustful emotions.

Looking at the white pair on her chest directly and unscrupulously, from this angle from top to bottom, the career line can be clearly seen, and the scenery is great.

He raised his lips and smiled: "Little sponsor, you look good today."

"What does it have to do with you to look good?"

His simple words and unconcealed scorching gaze immediately aroused her alertness.

Director Gu Da is young and beautiful, and he was not modest at all when he praised himself in front of men before. The two of them were honest with each other not once or twice.

The situation was different now. His compliment made her furious.

Sensing where the old man was looking, she immediately raised her two white hands, covering her chest, and said angrily: "Fu Changye, where are you looking? You...you are not allowed to look!"

"Little benefactor."

He spoke in a low voice. With such a beautiful scenery, how could other than a bad man not see it?

He smiled: "Little financial sponsor, why don't you call me Mr. Fu anymore? You called Lu Shifeng Mr. Lu. How come I suddenly changed my name to Fu Changye?"

The title "Mr. Fu" comes out of the little bastard's pink mouth, and he always looks so distant and indifferent.

It makes people both loved and annoyed.

The kitten is cute and cute, but Mr. Fu’s little mouth makes people want to shut it up.

Gu Sui frowned.

When she was being fostered, she called the old man here and there, calling him either "Old Man" or "Fu Changye". She was accustomed to calling him "Old Man" and called him "Fu Changye" casually when her temper got angry.

Is he even talking about this now?

Before she could answer, the thin lips of the man over there had fallen. With a faint tobacco smell, his hot lips covered hers and rubbed the corners of her lips: "But as long as the little money owner's little mouth calls Yes, I like them all.”

His voice was dark and hoarse: "Little benefactor, I have wanted to kiss you today for a long time."

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