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

Wen Xiaorou lay in Fu Hongyun's arms, raised her head, her eyes were bright and soft, sparkling and moving.

She looked at the man without blinking, stroking his lips with her soft and delicate hands.

Fu Hongyun also looked at her blankly with complicated eyes.

How to describe his mood at the moment?

Ever since she met the little fairy, the lingering uneasiness deep in Fu Hongyun's heart has never subsided.

She is always by his side.

But Fu Hongyun always felt that she was out of reach.

She is a god!

It is also to save his lover!

But what if, one day, the god returns to his place... and disappears?

Fu Hongyun did not dare to imagine this possibility.

This sense of insecurity made him panic.

Every time she thinks of this possibility, Fu Hongyun's chest is filled with a sense of suffocation, as if a drowning person has lost the only driftwood on which to survive.

He wants her to be by his side forever.

He hoped that her eyes would always be fixed on him.

Deviate for 1 minute, and he will feel flustered.

Sitting in the arms of the man, Wen Xiaorou looked at the thousands of emotions in his deep eyes, and felt pity in her heart.

This mighty man, in front of her, was domineering and paranoid, but at the same time always concealed a trace of fragility.

What is he worried about?

Afraid that she would leave him?

she won't...

She was reluctant to leave him.

Wen Xiaorou sat up straight, holding Fu Hongyun's cheek with her small hands, and said in a soft and sweet voice, "Honey, may I kiss you?"

Fu Hongyun held her lips and smiled: "It couldn't be better."

The little girl pressed against his chest and pressed his lips.

The sweet and delicate touch spread from the lips, soft and numb, and the sweetness entered Fu Hongyun's heart.

Allayed his anxiety.

A light kiss can save him from fire and water.

He loves his god devoutly.

Fu Hongyun's big palm rested on the back of the little girl's head, and was about to toss and turn to deepen the kiss, when a loud voice rang out on the set.

"knock off--"

"Dinner—"

The originally quiet and orderly studio suddenly became noisy.

Extras and studio staff began to line up to get lunch boxes.

After all, it is a big investment and big production movie, not short of money.

The food on set was outrageously good.

The lunch box is packed in a red sandalwood box, with eight dishes and one soup, and the combination of meat and vegetables is reasonable.

Braised prawns in oil, stir-fried beef, braised lion head, sizzling squid, sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed egg with tofu, scrambled egg with tomato, cold broccoli, and three fresh crucian carp soup.

The color and fragrance are complete, just looking at it makes people drool.

Even the picky-mouthed Wang Siyuan, one of the top five wealthy second generations in the empire, willingly ate box lunches.

Wang Siyuan took two lunch boxes and walked to Lu Feisi's side: "I'm so busy, I'm not hungry, I can't finish my work, let's do it after eating."

Lu Feisi didn't look up, and kept typing on the keyboard at the computer, making a rush of crackling sounds.

He didn't bother to look up: "I'm busy..."

Wang Siyuan put the boxed lunch on the side of his table, sat down beside him carelessly, and buried himself in the meal.

There was a rustling chewing sound.

Wang Siyuan picked up a braised lion's head, deliberately put it in front of Lu Feisi, and raised his voice.

"Hey, there is braised lion's head for lunch today. Isn't this Xiao Sisi's favorite dish?"

He opened his mouth wide and swallowed one.

The sweet and refreshing aroma of meat permeates the air, making people unable to help but whet their appetites.

Wang Siyuan smacked his lips: "This lion head is really delicious!"

"Young Master, I have never eaten delicacies from mountains and seas, but this lion head must be praised."

"Absolutely!"

Lu Feisi's hands on the keyboard paused, and as Wang Siyuan wished, he turned his head.

He stared at the new lion's head on Wang Siyuan's chopsticks, slightly startled.

The fat and thin minced meat is squeezed into a round ball, and the crispy fried rice grains are sprinkled on top.

The delicious meat balls are covered with a thick layer of sauce, and the thick red sauce is wrapped on the surface, exuding a rich and attractive aroma.

Not only does it look good, but it also smells delicious.

Lu Feisi stared at the lion head and swallowed.

He still followed his heart and threw away the keyboard in his hand: "Quit, let's talk after dinner."

Wang Siyuan touched his hand, with a look of relief: "That's right, a child can be taught."

Lu Feisi knocked off the big paw that was on top of his head: "It's your size, roll, don't delay your father's cooking."

Wang Siyuan withdrew his hand, and continued to pick up the rice sullenly.

After the meal was turbulent, Wang Siyuan took out a tissue, wiped his mouth, sat aside, quietly staring at Lu Feisi who was cooking.

Sensing his gaze, Lu Feisi stopped eating the rice: "See what your uncle is doing?"

Wang Siyuan curled his lips: "Tsk - can we be more civilized?"

"Don't move your father, your uncle, vulgar!"

Lu Feisi swallowed the food in his mouth, and glanced at him coldly: "Speak up if you have something to say, don't stare at your uncle cooking without saying a word, it will affect my appetite!"

Wang Siyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and leaned towards him: "Seriously, you won't really object to me chasing your sister?"

Lu Feisi's heart was filled with anger, but Zhou Qinying's words sounded in his ears again.

—Whether or not your sister falls in love with is her own freedom!Whether to talk or not, you have to let her choose!

The flame in Lu Feisi's heart was mostly extinguished.

He looked at Wang Siyuan and asked, "Don't you like hot, hot and sexy beauties? Why do you suddenly like her?"

Wang Siyuan clicked his tongue and raised his eyebrows. He was full of prodigal sons in love, and he was not serious.

"I like hot, sexy and pure-looking ones!"

"Dude, understand?"

Hearing his words, for some reason, a soft and sweet face suddenly flashed in Lu Feisi's mind.

Big and round deer eyes, a straight nose, cherry pink lips, and two shallow pear dimples at the corners of the mouth when smiling.

Lu Feisi glanced at the little girl sitting on Fu Hongyun's lap under the parasol.

He bumped Wang Siyuan's shoulder and had a plan: "Then why don't you go after Wen Xiaorou?"

This sentence is like a stone breaking the sky.

Success scared Wang Siyuan to open his mouth to spit out rice, and almost choked himself to death with a mouthful of rice.

He coughed violently for a while, and looked at the position of the parasol guiltily, trembling with fear.

"Sleeping Sun!"

"Lu Feisi, you tricked me!"

"In the entire empire, who dares to chase Wen Xiaorou? Isn't that courting death!"

"Besides, even if I, Wang Siyuan, have the kind of thoughts, I don't have the guts!"

Lu Feisi smiled triumphantly, pressed the recording button of the phone, and cut a voice in seconds.

[Chasing Wen Xiaorou?I, Wang Siyuan, have that kind of thought and courage! 】

Wang Siyuan was petrified on the spot! !

seconds...

Even the voice that was maliciously edited, but when he said it in his voice, he could feel a chill running down his spine!

This voice should be spread, no matter it is true or not, Fu Hongyun will kill him alive!

Wang Siyuan threw himself on Lu Feisi's body, grabbed his arm, and begged for mercy: "Master Lu, I was wrong!"

"I will never covet your sister again!"

"You have a lot of villains, delete them! Delete them!"

Lu Feisi uploaded the voice to the network disk, and stroked Wang Siyuan's fluffy hair like teasing a dog.

"From now on, listen to Master Lu obediently!"

"Master Lu, forgive you!"

Wang Siyuan leaned against his arm, nodded his head like a garlic: "Listen!"

"I'm obedient!"

"Master Lu told me to go east, I will never go west!"

Lu Fei thought rua a handful of Wang Siyuan's hair, his tone was crazy: "Good boy!"

Wang Siyuan nodded, and almost said: Wang!

There was a commotion between the two, and when they looked up, the men and women under the parasols had already stood up.

Wen Xiaorou was hanging on Fu Hongyun's body, her slender white arms wrapped around Fu Hongyun's neck, and her delicate buttocks were supported by the man's big palm.

Like a man's, cute and cute pendant.

Fu Hongyun carried her to the lounge.

The man's voice was low and mellow: "There is no show in the afternoon, so take a good rest in the hotel."

The girl buried her little head in his neck, and softly replied, "Mmm..."

"There's nothing to do in the afternoon, so I can sleep in again."

Fu Hongyun acted as if she was doing something wrong, she used force with her arm, and turned her body upside down.

His voice is evil and charming: "Hey, I can let you... have something... to do right away!"