Mr. Fu's cuteness is super sweet

Han Zhou looked at Fu Shiyu apprehensively at this swearing gesture.

How obedient he looks now, how cowardly he is in his heart.

"Or...or I can accompany you with a new one..." Han Zhou added weakly.

In the next sentence, he actually wanted to ask, this dress looks ordinary, so it shouldn't be expensive, right?

But he also felt that he didn't need to ask himself to humiliate himself, which of Fu Shiyu's clothes was not expensive?

Oh no, it might not really be expensive for him.

After Han Zhou finished speaking, Fu Shiyu did not respond for a long time, and Han Zhou's mood was even more unspeakable.

It's over, I'm afraid I really want to hang here, right?

He is still very young, isn't it appropriate to die young?

At this moment, Han Zhou saw Fu Shiyu move, and he took off his clothes.

Originally, it was just a pajamas worn next to the body for sleeping. After taking it off, Fu Shiyu's upper body was naturally naked. Han Zhou was lucky enough to see Fu Shiyu's standard chest and abdominal muscles for the second time, and his eyes couldn't be controlled generally cannot be removed.

Rely on!

If you want to do it, do it. What are you doing with your clothes off?

Is it too much to take off your clothes?

"You, you, what are you going to do..." Han Zhou nervously moved to the side of the bed, "I told you that I will pay you back, can't we be more civilized?"

Fu Shiyu glanced at Han Zhou expressionlessly, and threw the clothes he took off to Han Zhou.

I don't know if he did it on purpose, but the clothes directly covered Han Zhou's face.

Han Zhou took off the clothes, glared at Fu Shiyu, and heard Fu Shiyu's thin and cold voice, "Don't you want to wash my clothes? Take them to wash, wash them by hand, and wash them well for me. "

"Wash, wash, wash your hands, you must wash them well." Han Zhou smiled immediately, and his mood immediately relaxed.

Things that can be solved by washing one piece of clothing are not a big problem.

He was about to get out of bed with his clothes in hand, and just as he raised his legs, Fu Shiyu said again: "However, you took advantage of me, and you just want to wash a piece of clothes?"

Han Zhou's movements froze in an instant, whether it was true that the white and tender thigh continued to be lifted out or retracted, and his expression was extremely embarrassing.

"Heh...hehe..."

Han Zhou laughed twice, and asked Fu Shiyu with a complicated expression, "Then... what else?"

"Extend your hand." Fu Shiyu said.

"What are you going to do?" Han Zhou asked anxiously.

"Stretch out."

"Oh."

Han Zhou didn't dare to resist, he pursed his mouth, and obediently handed over his hand.

He didn't know what Fu Shiyu wanted his hand for, he watched in confusion as Fu Shiyu grabbed his arm, then leaned over and bit his arm hard.

Bite, took, one, mouth.

"Ah!" Immediately, Han Zhou's voice resounded like killing a pig.

The sound waves are about to lift the ceiling.

After Fu Shiyu finished biting, the corners of his mouth curled up. He glanced at Han Zhou who was about to burst into tears, and said in a low voice, "You little heartless thing."

Han Zhou withdrew his arm aggrievedly, glanced at the place where Han Zhou bit, there was a red and deep tooth mark, and immediately became angry, "Fu Shiyu, you belong to a dog!"

Fu Shiyu had already got out of bed and got up. Hearing Han Zhou's words, he looked back at Han Zhou.

The corner of his mouth curled coldly.

Han Zhou immediately put his hands behind his back, sniffed his nose, and changed his words aggrievedly, "I mean, I belong to a dog..."

After finishing speaking, Han Zhou realized, that's not right, Fu Shiyu seems to be... a dog!

snort!

damn thing!