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

Wen Xiaorou sat in Fu Hongyun's arms, leaning softly on his broad and strong chest.

Nestled in the man's arms, she twisted dishonestly, dangling her slender and straight legs, trying to find a comfortable position to lie down on.

The thin silk shawl on the little girl's shoulders slipped off quietly, revealing her white and smooth swan neck, round and smooth shoulders, and delicate and beautiful collarbone.

The skin on her body was like a peeled egg, delicate and smooth, exuding a lustrous luster.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Fu Hongyun pressed down on the falling shawl with her big palm, spread it out evenly, and covered Wen Xiaorou's shoulders.

He was very dexterous with his fingers, and tied a beautiful bow with the two corners of the silk scarf to prevent the shawl from slipping down again.

Wen Xiaorou looked at the delicate bow, grabbed the edge with her little hand and pulled it down, sighing: "Wow! It looks so good!"

"It's still solid!"

She hugged Fu Hongyun's neck very satisfied, buried her face in his neck, and kissed him.

The soft and warm lips were attached to the man's slender neck, itching slightly, like a goose feather sweeping.

Fu Hongyun wrapped her arms around her waist with one hand, and put the other hand on her smooth black hair, rubbing it slightly.

Wen Xiaorou was lying in his arms, her eyes were slightly closed, her thick and curly eyelashes were trembling slightly, very beautiful.

Lazy...

Cute and cute...

Fu Hongyun leaned on the back of the chair, with tenderness in her deep eyes, she turned her head and kissed her ear.

As long as she is by Wen Xiaorou's side, Fu Hongyun's demeanor is always gentle.

Gentle and gentle, no one would have guessed that this gentle and jade-like man in front of him is the decisive, cruel and ruthless Master Fu who was rumored to be killing and attacking.

The man's handsome eyebrows were full of smiles, and there was only the girl in his arms in his dark eyes.

The eyes are focused, and there is a faint paranoia in the obsession.

Wen Xiao lay softly in his arms, looking a little tired.

Fu Hongyun tossed a little hard last night.

It wasn't until the early hours of the night that he was willing to get off her body.

At this time, the little girl was half asleep and half awake, her eyes were wet, and there were still two traces of tears on her pink face.

There is a layer of light pink on the originally snow-white skin, which adds a bit of color to the plain.

The whole figure is like a delicate flower that has been destroyed by the rainstorm, shrunk into a soft ball, looking pitiful and pitiful.

Fu Hongyun lay beside her, took her in his arms, and kneaded her wantonly.

There was darkness in his eyes as deep as a pool.

If it weren't for the consideration of filming today, Fu Hongyun would not have let her go so easily last night.

Fu Hongyun's energy has always been very strong, and he still got up on time at six o'clock in the morning after exhausting his energy last night.

After washing up, I sit in front of the computer to handle company affairs, concentrate my attention, think quickly, and handle thousands of matters efficiently.

Actor is just one of his many identities. Even if he is filming in a remote area, he can still manage the company in an orderly manner.

After finishing his business, he came to the set.

Although he has no scenes to film today during the day.

But Wen Xiaorou has something to play with.

And it's the part of Diao Weiya.

So Fu Hongyun came to the set early and waited for the review.

Help her check the safety of the set.

Is the coercive rope strong enough?

Will the sword props be too sharp to scratch?

Even if it was some trivial matter, as long as it was related to Wen Xiaorou, Fu Hongyun would not let it go.

He was still uneasy after being checked by others.

Only when he comes in person can he feel at ease.

Fu Hongyun gently stroked Wen Xiaorou's long hair, pressed it against her ear, and asked in a low voice: "Roubao, are you still sleepy?"

Wen Xiaorou's small face was pressed against his neck, and the little milk voice was sweet: "Not sleepy..."

After speaking, he yawned.

Fu Hongyun curled her lips into a smile.

He patted her on the back with a gentle voice: "Why do you get up so early?"

Wen Xiaorou glanced at the sun which was approaching noon: "It's getting late, it's almost twelve o'clock."

Fu Hongyun smiled slightly: "It's still early."

He had already moved Wen Xiaorou's role to the afternoon, but he didn't expect the little girl to come over in the morning.

Wen Xiaorou crawled off his neck and lay in his arms, facing him, with a weak voice: "My stomach hurts a little, I can't sleep."

Fu Hongyun's original sloppy demeanor suddenly changed, and her jade-like face darkened a lot.

"Stomachache?"

Is it because he pushed too hard last night?

Fu Hongyun's expression suddenly became tense.

He wrapped his arms around her a little bit, and pressed his side to the little girl's forehead, feeling regretful and distressed.

The man's voice became hoarse: "Blame me!"

Wen Xiaorou stretched out her arm, touched the man's chin, and then poked his cheek: "Hubby, I don't blame you."

Fu Hongyun thought she was comforting him, and felt even more sour.

His Roubao is always so obedient, even if it hurts, he can't bear to scold him.

Fu Hongyun blamed herself endlessly, in the KTV box yesterday, he was really too careless.

Feeling guilty, he really wanted to stab himself to death with a knife!

Fu Hongyun rubbed her forehead with his face, and couldn't help sighing. He stretched his arms, trying to hug her and walk back.

His Rou Bao is sick, why are he still filming!

Don't talk about filming, he wants to ruin the show now!

A monstrous anger rose in Fu Hongyun's heart, and she was irritated to see that everything was not pleasing to the eye.

I just want to destroy the world!

Wen Xiaorou patted Fu Hongyun's arm, put it next to his ear, and whispered to Fu Hongyun in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Honey, it's really not because of you!"

"It's because I came here when I was young."

Fu Hongyun was taken aback, and the erupting volcano in her body suddenly subsided.

Not because of him!

It turned out to be because of that!

Wen Xiaorou was nestled in Fu Hongyun's arms delicately and weakly, her delicate oval face was blushing, and she acted coquettishly: "Please comfort me!"

"I want my husband to kiss me."

She pouted and asked him for a kiss.

Fu Hongyun smiled brightly and brilliantly, leaned over and lowered her head, sucked her lips, and kissed her lightly.

He stroked her lips with his fingers, stroking the purple bruises on her lips, and said distressedly: "The skin is all broken, does it hurt?"

Wen Xiaorou raised her eyes to look at him, her round and big deer eyes were shining brightly, as if the sky was full of stars.

She pouted her lips: "Husband kisses again and it won't hurt."