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

Listening to Fu Hongyun's words, Wen Xiaorou smiled sweetly, with two shallow dimples on the corners of her mouth, and her round deer eyes sparkling.

She curled up slightly with her small hand wrapped in the man's palm, and scratched the man's palm.

Fu Hongyun's lips were slightly raised, and his big palm was slightly closed, and he clenched the messy little paw.

The two came to the VIP room.

The two people who were born with dazzling brilliance, the moment they stood at the door of the box, everyone's eyes were immediately attracted.

The noisy din in the box suddenly subsided, and the group of people who were sitting loosely on the chairs straightened their backs.

Lu Feisi got up and greeted him.

"Brother Yun!"

"sister in law!"

Fu Hongyun nodded slightly, her face was always reserved and reserved.

Wen Xiaorou waved her small hand towards Lu Feisi, with a sweet smile on her pretty face, just like before.

"Lu Feisi, thank you for inviting us to dinner tonight."

Lu Feisi froze for a moment, then scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Where is it, sister-in-law, you are welcome."

"Brother Yun used to treat guests, so I would treat them occasionally."

Wen Xiaorou smiled at him.

Lu Feisi's heart skipped a beat.

There was a light cough from the side.

Lu Feisi shuddered, and suddenly felt that the temperature in the room dropped sharply, wrapped in a freezing cold, cold air, and a strong sense of oppression.

The two gazes above were like murderous sharp knives, falling on his head and neck.

Lu Feisi didn't dare to look up, and directly avoided the cramped feeling of oppression.

He bypassed Wen Xiaorou, walked up to Fu Hongyun, and kept his head down: "Brother Yun, come, sit here."

Lu Feisi hunched his neck and led the way, leading Fu Hongyun and Wen Xiaorou to the upper seat.

Consciously pull up the chair for Fu Hongyun.

She didn't dare to help Wen Xiaorou.

Fu Hongyun nodded at him, signaling him to withdraw.

Lu Feisi left in a hurry.

Fu Hongyun thoughtfully helped Wen Xiaorou pull up the chair, moved the chair to her side, and then led her to sit down.

The people who were clamoring for punches, drinking orders, and blowing at white wine bottles.

Quiet as a chicken...

not moving at all……

Steady as an old dog...

Sitting dryly.

The people who were already hungry were sitting calmly, but they were actually observing Fu Hongyun's right hand from the corner of their eyes.

Boss, you should use chopsticks!

Fu Hongyun was calm and graceful, and took out a piece of individually wrapped wet wipes from her pocket.

Peel it off, pull it out, hold Wen Xiaorou's little hand, and wipe it patiently for her.

Wen Xiaorou looked at the clean fingers, and said softly, "Thank you husband."

Fu Hongyun put away the wet wipes, bent her lips and smiled, rubbed her head, and said in a low and gentle voice, "You are welcome, baby."

A table of onlookers: goosebumps all over the floor.

Noble and arrogant, arrogant, the famous Master Fu, who is tired of being in a relationship, they are not quite used to it for a while.

Originally, I just came here for a meal, but somehow gained a lot of knowledge points.

Master Fu is not aloof!

It's because it's not them who are warm at all!

Look, he treats his little wife as warmly as spring sun.

Fu Hongyun himself looks upright and calm.

He is serious in doing things, and he is also very serious in talking about love.

Even in front of everyone, she will not hide her love for Wen Xiaorou at all.

His mind is so small that there is only room for Wen Xiaorou.

In his eyes, other people are no different from radish and cabbage.

Wen Xiaorou stretched out her fingers, looking at the delicious food on the table, her eyes sparkled.

"Wow! There are so many delicious foods!"

"I want to eat small abalone!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a small abalone was handed to her mouth.

Holding the chopsticks with her slender and fair fingers, Fu Hongyun picked up a piece of tender and plump abalone, and fed it to Wen Xiaorou: "Be good, open your mouth."

Wen Xiaorou responded and put it in her mouth.

The abalone meat wrapped in a rich sauce is smooth and tender.

Wen Xiaorou gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious!"

Seeing that no one else moved their chopsticks, she quickly greeted everyone: "Try it quickly, it's really delicious. The chef's craftsmanship is really good."

A group of people turned their heads to look at Fu Hongyun.

Fu Hongyun waved her hands unobtrusively.

Lu Feisi continued to entertain everyone: "Okay, brothers, stop pretending."

"Whatever you do on weekdays is what you are now!"

"Anyway, Master Fu doesn't care."

Wen Xiaorou chewed the abalone meat carefully: "My husband really doesn't care!"

Because my husband only cares about me!

Wen Xiaorou glanced at Fu Hongyun, a trace of complacency flashed across her innocent and beautiful face.

Lu Feisi agreed and echoed: "You should eat and drink, don't worry about anything."

"Anyway, I'm hungry."

He turned to the waiter standing next to him and said, "Please get a bottle of 72-degree liquor, brother, I want to blow on the bottle! Thank you!"

Wang Siyuan was startled: "Fuck! 72 degrees!"

"High alcohol!"

"Give me another bottle."

"If you don't blow it, you are not an imperial person!"

There were other voices in the private room.

"I'll have a bottle too."

……

After hearing the phrase "my husband really doesn't care" from "sister-in-law", everyone who was still nervous seemed to have obtained a guarantee of safety.

One by one, like monsters whose seal has been lifted, they have torn off their unsophisticated camouflage, revealing their true colors, scrambling to blow on the bottle.

The waiter put the 72% liquor on the table, Lu Feisi picked up a bottle, opened his mouth and bit the bottle cap.

pat!

The bottle cap rolled off the table.

After taking a sip of strong wine, the hot burning sensation extended from the mouth to the stomach, and the whole body seemed to be penetrated by alcohol.

It's so refreshing that it explodes!

Lu Feisi let out a long sigh: "Hiss——"

Wang Siyuan then took a sip, and the aftertaste of the wine came up and rushed straight to his forehead, almost toppling his spirit cap.

"cough--"

"His grandma's, almost killed me!"

"This wine is really delicious!"

Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, and his previous concerns have been completely forgotten.

A group of people started drinking and punching.

"A little bit, brother is good, love for three lives, four seasons of wealth, five chiefs, 666, seven calls, 800 million, the wine is served, all open."

"you drink!"

The atmosphere in the box became more and more enthusiastic.

Originally they were afraid of the big leader Fu Hongyun, but seeing Fu Hongyun just sitting upright and not talking, the group completely lost their defenses.

Wen Xiaorou ate the food, watching a group of people dancing wildly.

This is the first time she has experienced such an occasion, and she finds it fun to watch everything.

Especially when Lu Feisi and the others yelled drinking orders, although they couldn't understand, they were still quite interested.

The smell of alcohol in the box is getting stronger and stronger, but Wen Xiaorou doesn't care about it.

Fu Hongyun often drank red wine and whiskey on weekdays, and sometimes she would have bad humor, hug her on his lap, and feed her mouth to mouth.

Wen Xiaorou was watching the fun with great interest, when a big palm suddenly grabbed her chin.

Fu Hongyun pinched her chin, turned her gaze back, so that she had only herself in her eyes.

The man drank a glass of red wine gracefully, and there were still red wine stains on his extremely beautiful lips.

His deep eyes were unscrupulous, with a seductive charm, he said slowly: "Roubao wants to drink?"