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

The shower was turned on, and the gurgling water jet fell on the two of them, washing away the dirt on their bodies.

After rinsing, Fu Hongyun filled the bathtub with bright red roses and lit scented candles to soothe the nerves.

The atmosphere is romantic and charming.

He hugged Wen Xiaorou and sat in the bathtub, the girl leaned in his arms and took a bath together.

The warm water flowed to the chests of the two of them, which was extremely comfortable.

Fu Hongyun's deep eyes were full of fire, restrained from burning, and gently scrubbed the little girl.

The suet jade-like skin is warm and smooth, with a seductive charm.

The fire in the man's eyes burned more and more intensely.

Accompanied by the sound of splashing water, Fu Hongyun hugged the little girl in her arms and kissed wantonly.

……

After taking a shower, Fu Hongyun changed the two into couple-style pajamas, and hugged her to sleep.

The next day, three poles in the sun.

The bright sunlight shines on the floor-to-ceiling windows, coating the entire glass with a layer of golden yellow.

Fu Hongyun, who was always used to getting up early, got up late.

Holding a warm, soft little thing in his arms, he fell asleep soundly.

Wen Xiaorou was resting on Fu Hongyun's arm as a pillow, her whole body nestled in his arms, Oubai Oubai's arm wrapped around his waist, and fell asleep against his body.

The room was very quiet, only the slight breathing of the two of them.

Suddenly, a doorbell rang into the suite.

Ding-dong-

Fu Hongyun was a light sleeper, but the sudden ringing of the doorbell completely wiped out his drowsiness.

He instinctively covered the ears of the little thing in his arms.

Fortunately, the doorbell rang and stopped.

Fu Hongyun settled the little girl, moved her to one side, stuffed a pillow into her arms, got up and got out of bed.

Lest it was a little later, the doorbell would ring again.

He opened the door and looked at the man standing outside, with anger flashing across his dark eyes.

Lu Feisi had a bandage on his head, with a cheerful smile on his face: "Brother Yun!"

Fu Hongyun frowned slightly.

Lu Feisi smiled brightly: "I just came back from the hospital, and I will come to see you as soon as I come back!"

"The doctor said I was fine, but I had a knock on my forehead, a little skin trauma, and a few stitches."

"Thanks to Brother Yun for saving me yesterday, otherwise I might have died inside."

"Brother Yun, you are the manifestation of a Bodhisattva, and you are my reborn parents!"

"Thank you Yun brother!"

Fu Hongyun replied coldly: "Mmm..."

Too noisy...

Lu Feisi continued: "Brother Yun, don't worry about me!"

"Don't look at the white bandages wrapped around my head, it looks so scary."

"Actually, it was just a stab wound, about five centimeters, and it will be healed in ten days and a half."

Lu Feisi looked at Fu Hongyun with clear eyes, and said sincerely: "Brother Yun! You really don't have to worry about me, ah!"

Fu Hongyun rubbed her temples, feeling irritable.

He replied in a low voice, "I'm not worried about you!"

Lu Feisi still smiled happily, and murmured in his heart.

Gee!

Brother Yun is still the same as before!

Cold outside and hot in heart!

With a cold face every day, don't look cold and heartless on the outside, in fact, he is very caring and considerate in his heart.

Otherwise, why would he give me a black card to spend!

Hahaha……

Seeing that Fu Hongyun didn't want to talk anymore, Lu Feisi naturally changed the subject: "Brother Yun! I heard you didn't go to filming today, what's the situation?"

According to the original plan, Fu Hongyun has ten scenes to shoot today.

But Fu Hongyun asked for leave.

Lu Feisi only knew about it after hearing what the director said.

Fu Hongyun replied with another word: "Hmm..."

Lu Feisi touched the bandage on his head, slightly puzzled.

It is he, the wounded, who wants to ask for leave.

He is a wounded man with a bandage, a disabled man, and he has to come to work.

Fu Hongyun is in good health, why did she suddenly ask for leave?

Lu Fei thought about it for a second, oh, no.

Fu Hongyun is the boss, and the boss always has the freedom to ask for leave.

The boss wants to ask for leave, there are so many reasons!

Fu Hongyun waved at Lu Feisi: "Don't bother me these two days, I want to rest."

Lu Feisi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Oh..."

With a bang, the door closed mercilessly.

Without the slightest nostalgia.

Lu Feisi touched his nose: "Well, Brother Yun still cares about me."

"He asked for leave must be for me!"

"Seeing that I was injured, I was afraid that I would be tired, so I took two days off. He rested, so I followed suit and rested!"

"Beautiful!"

He turned and walked away happily.

Fu Hongyun closed the door, went back to the bedroom, sat on the side of the bed, looked at the little girl in her sleep, changed her previous indifference, her brows and eyes were tender.

Wen Xiaorou hugged his used pillow, sleeping beautifully and purely.

Fu Hongyun looked at her and smiled, then walked out of the bedroom.

He sat at the dining table, holding a bright red apple in his hand, and carefully carved a pattern.

The red peel kept falling off, and the shape of a puppy began to take shape.

Naive, cute and beautiful.

The man was busy when a petite figure appeared in the living room.

She tiptoed behind him and hugged his back fiercely.

The whole person is attached to him.

Wen Xiaorou lay on his back, put her head on his shoulder, and watched his slender fingers twist an apple, carve details for the puppy, draw eyebrows and eyes.

His movements are very familiar, dexterous and neat.

Wen Xiaorou was amazed when she saw it: "Wow! Husband is so amazing!"

"I can make money again, I can act in a play, and I can be an apple puppy!"

"Proficient in all eighteen martial arts!"

"Best Husband in Decathlon!"

Fu Hongyun turned her head and kissed her cheek: "You can hear Roubao's sincere praise early in the morning!"

"Full of motivation!"

Wen Xiaorou also kissed him on the cheek, and then praised: "Perfect husband!"

"The best husband in the entire empire!"

Fu Hongyun smiled brightly.

He put down the apple in his hand, wiped his hands, took the little girl's arm, and wrapped her in his arms.

Wen Xiaorou sat on his lap obediently.

With his back to him, facing the table, he was playing with the carved puppy.

Fu Hongyun glanced down, his eyes froze.

The little girl didn't wear shoes again.

The temperature has dropped today, and if you step on the floor without shoes, it will still be cold.Fu Hongyun carried Wen Xiaorou with one hand, like a delicate doll.

He walked into the bedroom, put her on the bed, put on socks and cotton slippers for her, and carried her out again.

Wen Xiaorou was holding the apple puppy in his hand, playing with it back and forth.

The two sat back at the dining table, Wen Xiaorou nudged the man behind him with her elbow, and said curiously in her tone: "Honey, is there something missing from this apple puppy?"

Fu Hongyun smiled back at her: "The syrup hasn't been served yet."

Wen Xiaorou looked at the table, and found a porcelain bowl in the corner, which contained a transparent viscous liquid.

it's syrup...

Fu Hongyun put her palm over Wen Xiaorou's little hand: "Shall we dress the puppy together?"

Wen Xiaorou: "Okay..."

Fu Hongyun brought the syrup over, wrapped the little girl in her arms from behind, took her hands, and carefully "dressed" Apple Puppy.

The sunlight shone on the two of them, casting a layer of bright halo on them, which was warm and beautiful like a painting.

Wen Xiaorou sat in the man's arms, wrapped the puppy in syrup, and asked casually: "Husband, besides me, has anyone else eaten the apple puppy you made?"

Fu Hongyun's tone was indifferent: "Yes..."

Wen Xiaorou gave a pause to the little hand holding the apple.

She took another look at the puppy in her hand, its appearance clearly remained the same, but no matter how she looked at it, she didn't think it was as cute as before.

For a moment, the wrist could not be lifted a little bit, and the leisure and elegance of dressing the puppy disappeared without a trace.

The little girl drooped her head, aggrieved.

Fu Hongyun hooked one corner of her mouth, with a wicked smile on her face.

He rubbed Wen Xiaorou's hair, pressed it against her ear, and whispered, "Little fool!"

"How can I make it for others to eat!"

"I'll just make apple puppies for you alone!"