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

Hearing Fu Hongyun's words, Wen Xiaorou's face turned even redder.

shy and timid...

a little flustered...

She twisted the hem of the little skirt with both hands, her heart beating like a deer.

In the car she was okay.

But on the highway...

Wen Xiaorou looked up and carefully observed the condition of the Hummer.

This car doesn't have a privacy film on it!

Noticing this, Wen Xiaorou was in a bad mood.

She was ready in an instant, and she would rather die than obey.

Fu Hongyun was still pressing on her body, kissing her passionately.

The warm lips gradually moved down, slid over her delicate eyebrows, round and swollen mouth, and stopped on her fair and slender neck.

lick...

Wen Xiaorou could feel the man's disturbed breath and gradually rising body temperature.

She panicked!

The girl clenched her small hands into fists and hammered on the man's chest. The little milk said timidly, "I don't!"

"do not want!"

"Um... um..."

"Honey, let's... go home!"

Fu Hongyun held up the little girl's skirt with her beautiful and slender palms, and there was a tumbling heat wave from her palms.

lingering...

Wen Xiaorou was about to cry.

She raised her head high, showing her neck as white as jade, and glanced out.

Terrible!

The windows are not closed!

However, the windows without anti-peeping film are closed if they are closed.

The man's head was still buried in the hollow of her neck.

As the breeze blew, the black hair danced gently, tickling her neck and chin.

Wen Xiaorou groaned softly and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

She looked at the man drowning in her neck, and closed her eyes indulgently.

unexpected.

When Wen Xiaorou gave up resistance, Fu Hongyun sat up.

He was leaning back in the chair with his neckline open, his eyes slightly closed, his crow-feather eyelashes fluttering up and down, and he was panting heavily.

Wen Xiaorou sat up straight quickly, and straightened the little skirt that had fallen to her waist.

The neckline of the original doll collar has been seriously deformed and baggy.

After tidying up in a hurry, it looked a little bit better.

Fu Hongyun took a good breath, turned her head, and saw the shy and shy little girl sitting beside her.

Wen Xiaorou was still stretching the skirt down.

Fu Hongyun stretched out his hand towards her, and before he touched the edge of the little girl's clothes, he was hit hard on the arm.

Snapped!

Wen Xiaorou's bright red face was puffed up: "I hate it!"

Fu Hongyun smiled faintly, stretched out her hand, pinched her face, and said hoarsely, "Hey, I'm in control."

"I'm really not going to be on the main road."

Wen Xiaorou finally turned her head to look at her, and there was still emotion on her soft face that hadn't faded away.

She whispered to him, "Really?"

Fu Hongyun nodded: "It can't be true anymore!"

He was just planning to kiss briefly.

I really didn't plan to put on a reality show on the road.

Wen Xiaorou pouted: "That's about the same."

Fu Hongyun sat up straight, held the steering wheel with both hands, and started the engine: "Go home!"

Wen Xiaorou smiled: "Well..."

The car just started, when turning a corner, a group of men in suits and leather shoes came over.

It was the subordinate who followed Fu Hongyun.

They walked to the Humvee, bowed their heads slightly: "Mr. Fu, Lu Feisi has been sent to the hospital and is fine."

Fu Hongyun nodded, then took out a black card from his suit pocket and handed it over.

The man in the suit who led took the black card. Although he had tried his best to control his emotions, there was still a flash of light in his eyes.

Black card!

No spending limit!

Only senior VIP customers can have it!

A symbol of identity and status!

With this card, it means money that can't be spent in the second half of your life!

Fu Hongyun's tone was indifferent: "Take it and use it..."

The man in the suit shook his hands holding the black card: "Thank you, Mr. Fu!"

There was no emotion on Fu Hongyun's face, she was cold and noble, and drove forward in the car.

Wen Xiaorou sat on the co-pilot, lazily leaning on the back of the chair, enjoying the sea breeze, humming a little song, and admiring the beautiful sea view outside the window.

She is naturally optimistic and open-minded, the kind who basically doesn't take anything to heart.

The little girl swayed her porcelain-like calves, leisurely and comfortably.

The car window was half open, and the sea breeze poured into the car, blowing her long hair as smooth as seaweed, brushing against the side of Fu Hongyun's face, bringing a slight numbness.

Fu Hongyun looked at her through the rearview mirror of the car, the corners of her mouth curled up inadvertently, with a warm smile.

The car kept driving, Wen Xiaorou was still watching the scenery with great interest at first, but then dozed off and fell asleep in a daze.

Fu Hongyun turned the steering wheel with one hand, stretched her slender arms, took a U-shaped pillow from the back seat, and placed it on her neck.

The little girl leaned against the back seat on a U-shaped pillow and slept soundly.

Every time you use mana, you not only consume your mind, but also your physical strength.

Rest is needed to recover.

Therefore, the gods also keep pace with the times and learn from those high-tech human creations to better assist themselves.

After all, items such as guns and ammunition, mobile phones, computers and the Internet can save time and effort most of the time, and have a multiplier effect.

What reason do the gods have to refuse?

After driving for a while, the car arrived at the hotel where Fu Hongyun and Wen Xiaorou were staying.

Tang Yuan had been waiting at the entrance of the hotel for a long time, his eyes fixed on the entrance.

The Hummer stopped in front of the hotel.

Tang Yuan went up to meet her, her voice was eager: "Mr. Fu!"

Fu Hongyun made a booing gesture.

Wen Xiaorou was still sleeping sweetly.

Fu Hongyun got out of the car, walked to the other side, and opened the co-pilot's door.

He gently unbuckled the little girl's seat belt and held her in his arms.

Being lifted up suddenly, Wen Xiaorou frowned in a daze.

Fu Hongyun patted her on the back to comfort her.

The little girl stretched her eyebrows, lay in the man's arms, found a comfortable position, and went back to sleep.

Tang Yuan saw the clothes on the two of them clearly, and his expression was startled, showing horror.

Fu Hongyun's white shirt is covered in blood!

There was also blood on Wen Xiaorou's little white dress!

She followed Fu Hongyun, lowered her voice, and asked nervously, "Fu...Mr. Fu, are you all right?"

Fu Hongyun hugged Wen Xiaorou, walked toward the room with meteor-like steps, and said lightly, "It's okay..."

Tang Yuan looked worriedly at the little girl in the man's arms again.

She slept soundly, nestled in the man's arms, quiet and well-behaved.

Tang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

Fu Hongyun walked into the luxury suite with Wen Xiaorou in her arms, and cast a cold glance at Tang Yuan who was following behind her with dark eyes.

Tang Yuan tactfully exited the room.

Fu Hongyun walked straight into the bathroom with the little girl in her arms.

There was already warm water in the bathtub.

Fu Hongyun moved gently to help Wen Xiaorou undress.

The little girl was half asleep and half awake, and instinctively stopped the hand that was lifting her clothes.

Fu Hongyun coaxed her patiently: "Good boy, your body is dirty and needs to be washed."

Wen Xiaorou half-closed her eyes, in a trance: "I want to sleep..."

Fu Hongyun kissed her lips, and said in a low voice, "Wash first before going to bed."

Wen Xiaorou groaned and said, "My husband will wash it for me."

Fu Hongyun took off her little white dress: "I wish for it!"