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

Fu Hongyun pinched Wen Xiaorou's chin with her knuckle fingers, domineering.

The little girl's clear eyes reflected the handsome face of the man, and she couldn't tolerate anyone else.

She nodded slightly, and obediently said what was in her heart: "I want to taste it."

Fu Hongyun's lacquered eyes were as dark as an abyss, and she couldn't see the bottom at a glance: "Are you sure?"

Wen Xiao softly hummed.

Fu Hongyun let go of her chin, took an unopened bottle of liquor, pressed the bottle opener on the edge of the bottle, and with a click, the strong liquor was opened.

There was a strong smell of alcohol.

Fu Hongyun poured a glass of white wine and drank it down.

There was no change in the cold, white and handsome face.

Just like drinking plain water.

Wen Xiaorou looked at the orange juice in her hand, and became more curious.

Is this high-strength liquor so delicious?

If it doesn't taste good, why do they rush to drink it?

It looked no different from the juice in her hand.

Her little deer eyes shone with tiny rays of light, and she couldn't wait to verify it.

Fu Hongyun poured a cup of white wine and handed it to her mouth, her deep voice was evil: "Lick..."

Wen Xiaorou leaned closer, put her little head on his hand, and obediently licked it.

The little girl's eyes widened suddenly, and her pupils trembled.

There was a burning pain on her tongue, straight to her head, almost choking her out.

She stuck out her pink tongue, fanned the wind with her small hands, and hurriedly looked for water to drink.

At the moment of panic, his head was suddenly hooped, and there was a warm touch on his lips.

Immediately afterwards, cold juice was brought in.

Soothe the sharp pain in her mouth.

After being fed several mouthfuls of juice, the tenderness covering her lips left.

Wen Xiaorou was in a daze, not knowing whether she was being hot or kissed.

Fu Hongyun's eyes were dim, and a turbulent wave was surging, staring at Wen Xiaorou, her voice was so audible: "I've tasted it, do you still want to drink it?"

The little girl shook her head blankly: "I don't want to drink anymore, I want to drink fruit juice."

Fu Hongyun handed the juice to her.

Wen Xiaorou sipped gently.

Fu Hongyun drank another glass of white wine, one side of her mouth curled upwards, with a sinister smile on her face.

If you look at others, you will be punished!

The others were enthusiastically punching and drinking, and they had already drunk their minds and didn't pay attention to Fu Hongyun's movement.

Fu Hongyun thoughtfully helped Wen Xiaorou prepare vegetables, peeled the crab shells, and then fed them to her.

After being stimulated by the white wine for a while, the little girl stopped looking around and sat obediently to eat.

Lu Feisi and Wang Siyuan were so dizzy from drinking that they staggered and staggered when they walked. They tried their best not to fall down.

They stood beside Fu Hongyun, one on the left and one on the right, holding wine glasses, like two doormen.

Lu Feisi raised his wine glass: "Brother Yun, today you finally attended the party together, I respect you!"

Fu Hongyun's face remained unchanged, and she didn't respond, and she didn't stop peeling the crab shells for Wen Xiaorou.

Lu Feisi stretched out his hand holding the wine glass: "I did it, Brother Yun is free to do it."

He raised his head, breathed a sigh of relief, and then let out a sigh.

Fu Hongyun put the peeled crab meat on Wen Xiaorou's plate, wiped her hands slowly, then picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

There was a loud applause from the crowd.

"Master Fu is a good drinker, open-minded!"

Wang Siyuan, who was standing on the side, was excited again, holding his wine glass and raising his hand: "Master Fu, you have been my idol since childhood, I respect you!"

Fearing that Master Fu would lose face, he also added: "I did it, you can do whatever you want!"

Normally cold and aloof, the aloof President Fu sat at the same dinner table with them, inexplicably narrowing the distance with the others.

Today's atmosphere is not as gloomy as expected, it is surprisingly good.

A group of people were full of interest and toasted Fu Hongyun one by one.

Fu Hongyun did not refuse.

He has a good capacity for alcohol, drinking one cup after another of high-strength liquor, his face does not change, his skin is still as cold and white as before.

After a meal, according to the rules, everyone started to rush to the next game——

KTV hi song.

This hotel contains various entertainment facilities, turn left when you go out and you will find KTV.

The people who were staggering from drinking, those who could walk walked by themselves, and those who couldn't walk walked by leaning on the wall.

Entering the KTV private room, the group of demons began to dance wildly again.

Fu Hongyun sat with Wen Xiaorou on the booth in the house.

The little girl held a microphone in her hand, cleared her throat, and was full of posture, just like the best singer fan.

Follow the original song on the screen... Sing randomly...

Fu Hongyun sat on the side and applauded: "The baby sings so beautifully!"

Wen Xiaorou blushed in excitement: "Really? Really?"

She studied piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and she is proficient in everything. Among all the art categories, only singing is a bit close.

He was ridiculed for being tone-deaf since childhood.

The kind that sings to death.

Her mother and six sisters often teased her: "Xiao Qi, cherish life, don't sing."

"Xiaoqi, close that pretty little mouth quickly, and let us live a few more years."

Wen Xiaorou looked at Fu Hongyun with anticipation in her clear eyes: "Honey, do I really sing well?"

Fu Hongyun pinched her face, her voice was firm: "It sounds good!"

Wen Xiaorou smiled shyly.

Fu Hongyun's hand pinching her face slipped, exerting more force.

Wen Xiaorou let him pinch her, and continued singing.

The little girl was very excited and sang two songs in succession.

In the KTV private room, everyone left.

When Wen Xiaorou came back to her senses, she looked around, only Fu Hongyun and Wen Xiaorou were left in the huge private room.

Wen Xiaorou: She really thought she sang well.

It turned out that she was thinking too much.

Wen Xiaorou sat back on the sofa, leaned against Fu Hongyun's arms, and said in a muffled voice, "Husband, did I sing them away?"

Fu Hongyun hugged the little girl on his lap and held her in his arms: "No!"

"They just don't know how to appreciate other kinds of beauty."

"Robo's voice is the best I've ever heard!"

"Robo's singing is the sound of nature!"

"My husband likes listening to Roubao sing very much!"

Wen Xiaorou's little disappointment disappeared without a trace, and her mood recovered.

She spread her legs, straddled Fu Hongyun's lap, with her back pressed against his chest, and was hugged by him from behind.

The man is tall and his legs are very long. When Wen Xiaorou sat on him, his feet could not touch the ground at all, and they were completely suspended in the air.

She sat on his lap, shaking her calf.

Those slender, straight legs dangled back and forth, with the luster of white jade, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off them.

Fu Hongyun's eyes were dim, and her protruding Adam's apple slid up and down.

He tightened his arms around her waist, buried his head in the socket of the girl's neck, rubbed it, and took a deep breath.

The girl's unique body fragrance spread into his body.

Fu Hongyun's side face was pressed against Wen Xiaorou's ear, and her lips caressed her sensitive place: "I want to kiss you..."