Sick Master Fu's little flirtatious tits are fierce and sweet

Wen Xiaorou patted the little boy's head: "Good boy, thank you."

"cough!"

A low voice came.

Fu Hongyun's voice was cold and hostile, and her peach blossom eyes were sharp.

I really want to kill that little brat.

Xiao Yikai stuck out his tongue at him.

Hmph, I'm not afraid of you.

A real man must overcome difficulties.

A real man is fearless in chasing his wife.

Xiao Yikai looked smug.

Look, Miss Sister likes me.

She called me good...

And touched my head.

They don't even touch you.

Fu Hongyun couldn't get angry.

Watching Wen Xiaorou sweetly smile at the little brat, watching her pat the little brat's head.

He gritted his teeth.

She never called him good!

She never even touched his head!

Between Fu Hongyun's extremely handsome brows, a hint of hostility rose.

Wen Xiaorou is his.

It can only be his!

He stretched out his long arms and hugged the girl by the waist.

The tongue was pressed against the back molars, and the voice was unscrupulous, revealing a strong sense of oppression.

"Mine is so soft."

"Be good, don't use it indiscriminately."

"I will kill."

Wen Xiao lay soft and sticky in his arms, a shudder flashed across his dark and agile eyes.

My husband looks terrible now.

huh...

It looked like he was going to eat her in one bite.

She loves meat so much that she never thought of eating him.

Uh...

She stretched out her soft little hand and tugged at the corner of Fu Hongyun's clothes, her big Shui Lingling eyes turned red with grievance.

"I won't yell any more."

Seeing that she realized the seriousness of the matter, Fu Hongyun put away her ruthlessness.

He kissed her forehead: "Rou Rou, be good."

Wen Xiaorou stretched out her soft little arms and hugged Fu Hongyun.

Fu Hongyun carried her into the house when her long legs were suddenly caught by something.

He looked down.

Xiao Yikai was hugging his thigh desperately.

Fu Hongyun kicked the opponent away.

"Step aside!"

Xiao Yikai got up from the ground, enduring the pain in his chest.

"You stinking rascal."

"Didn't your father teach you to respect women?"

"Take your hands on Miss Sister again."

"I'll call the police and arrest you."

Fu Hongyun curled one corner of her lips, and said in a cold voice, "Ask her if she wants to?"

Xiao Yikai tugged on Wen Xiaorou's skirt: "Miss, come down quickly."

"This stinky man just wants to take advantage of you."

"Speak quickly."

"You were forced."

"You don't want to be hugged by him at all."

Wen Xiaorou pushed away the little boy's hand holding her skirt, and wrapped it around Fu Hongyun's thin waist.

"Kaikai, I am willing to be hugged by him."

Xiao Yikai: The world is falling apart.

The sky is falling...

Like a little wolfhound defeated in battle, he was dingy, with red eyes, and ran back to the house as if fleeing.

He really wanted to go home and find his father.

Fu Hongyun proudly carried Wen Xiaorou into the room, took out the fan to let the girl blow the air, and handed the small fan to her.

He stretched out his hand and pinched her delicate and fair skin: "Baby, I'll cook for you."

Wen Xiaorou smiled sweetly: "Okay..."

The filming scene was very simple. For the effect of the program, the film crew stipulated that they could not use gas and electricity for cooking, and even the ready-made stoves were not allowed to be used.

Ah, just to play.

If the guests want to eat, they not only have to cook it by themselves, but also set up a stove by themselves.

Fu Hongyun has never done such rough work, but he is still as confident as ever.

This kind of thing can still embarrass him Fu Hongyun?

He won the World Mathematical Olympiad champion at the age of five, he is not afraid of math problems, why is he afraid of this?

Just set up a stove.

little things...

He took out his mobile phone to check, and watched the teaching video in the video.

The frown became deeper and deeper.

This job is not technically high, but...

It's dirty!

Still live mud.

However, Fu Hongyun also has severe cleanliness.

He glanced at the girl who sat obediently on the small bench.

Wen Xiaorou was looking at him peacefully with a bright smile.

The sunset glow cast a hazy halo on her body, bright and soft, so beautiful that it made one's heart tremble.

Rice is a must.

He won't allow his girl to starve.

Just do it, Fu Hongyun called Wen Qihan, and the two searched for stones and bricks all over the mountains and plains.

After going back and forth several times, the bricks and stones in the yard have been piled up into hills.

When the two returned to the yard dripping with sweat, they were stunned by the scene before them.

A petite and weak girl, with bricks in one hand and mud in the other, is very familiar with the movement of the stove.

The stove has begun to take shape, exquisite and compact, and it is only a little bit of finishing work.

Wen Xiaorou wiped the last shovelful of mud neatly, and patted the mud on her hands easily: "You're done."

Fu Hongyun and Wen Qihan's jaws almost dropped, they couldn't believe what they saw.

Wen Xiaorou actually knows how to build a stove?

Still so skilled!

It was less than half an hour before and after!

The barrage was shocked...

[Wen Xiaorou's hands-on ability is too strong, it's covered with mud and built an earthen stove, and it's done in less than half an hour! 】

[If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe that Wen Xiaorou still has this craft that is about to be lost. I've never seen an earthen stove, let alone made one. 】

[If you put me in such an environment, I would rather starve to death than do this kind of rough work. 】

[I heard that Wen Xiaorou grew up in the mountains, of course she can do this kind of rough work, and the wild girls in the mountains can do it, so there's nothing unusual about it. 】

[It's not surprising that you come to build it, you are so awesome, build a rocket for us to see. 】

[By the way, build an atomic bomb to open your eyes. 】

Seeing Fu Hongyun came back, Wen Xiaorou waved to him excitedly.

"Husband, come and see."

"I've built the stove, you can take a rest."

Fu Hongyun came back to her senses and strode over, her eyes were deep and she couldn't see any emotion.

He took Wen Xiaorou's dirty, muddy hand and walked to the sink to wash the girl's hands.

Seeing Fu Hongyun's serious expression without saying a word, Wen Xiaorou's big clear eyes were filled with question marks.

"Honey, are you unhappy?"

Fu Hongyun carefully helped her clean the mud from her fingernails, and said in a cool and pleasant voice, "Baby, I am very happy."

He just couldn't see her working so hard.

Wen Xiaorou blinked her eyes and said softly, "Then why didn't you smile?"

"You look good when you smile, even more beautiful than the most beautiful fairy in the sky."

Fu Hongyun looked at her, his starry eyes were full of affection, and he smiled brightly. He pointed at her upturned nose: "Rourou is so good."

Wen Xiaorou smiled sweetly at him, and scratched his palm with her small hand.

Fu Hongyun held her soft little hand and looked at it carefully.

The girl's skin is relatively delicate, and it is live mud, and she is carrying bricks, and her fingers have been scratched a few times.

Fu Hongyun was very distressed.

He put her hand in his mouth, licked it gently, and asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"

Wen Xiaorou didn't care, and shook her head: "It doesn't hurt at all."

Fu Hongyun's cold eyes swept over, looking at Director Zhang's position: "Call me an ambulance."

Director Zhang: ...

"It's just a few small cuts, and a band-aid will do. What kind of ambulance is it called?"

Fu Hongyun's eyes were dark and fierce, staring at Director Zhang's chubby hand on the screen.

"Then let me slash you a few times?"