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

Wen Xiaorou's eyes were clear, looking at Fu Hongyun, her big eyes were full of puzzlement.

Fu Hongyun has been very busy with work, and all her free time is spent on Wen Xiaorou.

Even if it's a one-minute break between work, I want to be with Wen Xiaorou.

Wen Xiaorou has never seen him have any leisure and elegance to learn girls' hair braiding skills.

Then this kind of craft for braiding girls' hair, did they learn it before they met?

Then...has he...have other girls...have their hair tied?

Thinking of this possibility, Wen Xiaorou's heart trembled, feeling sour and astringent.

She looked at the man's eyes and became aggrieved.

For him, she also has a strong desire to possess.

Even though she had never been involved in Fu Hongyun's past life, she still hoped that he had never touched any girl other than her.

Not even a touch of hair.

Not to mention tying other girls' hair.

Wen Xiaorou looked at Fu Hongyun for a moment, and Qing Lingling's eyes were filled with water mist, full of doubts and tension.

She tugged at the hem of the man's clothes and shook it slightly. Her movements were soft and cute, but her tone of voice was strong.

"Tell me quickly, who did you learn your hair-tying skills from?"

"and also……"

"Have you ever... ever tied another girl's hair?"

Fu Hongyun's knuckle-boned fingers touched the girl's face, gently caressing it.

He looked into the little girl's eyes and said in a low voice, "Except for you, I never tied hair for any other girl."

Wen Xiaorou smiled, as beautiful as flowers.

She leaned on his shoulder and said heavily: "Yes!"

Fu Hongyun stroked her hair, her dark eyes, like splashed ink, were deep, deep and thoughtful.

He spoke softly, "Roubao, do you believe in past and present lives?"

Wen Xiaorou paused without the slightest hesitation: "Believe it!"

Fu Hongyun smiled slightly: "I always feel that we have met before."

From the moment Wen Xiaorou crossed over.

From the moment they met for the first time, the little girl who fell on the ground looked at him with tearful eyes and called him husband.

That inexplicable sense of familiarity and entanglement follows like a shadow.

Between them, there is a kind of sympathy from the depths of the soul.

During these limited 22 years, Fu Hongyun knew very well that he had never met this lovely and lovely girl.

But where does this inexplicable sense of familiarity come from?

Maybe it was fate in the previous life, destined to stay with each other in this life?

Fu Hongyun is not a person who can fall in love with others easily, but he fell in love at first sight with this innocent and delicate girl in his arms.

See the color uprising? ?

impossible! !

The original owner, Wen Xiaorou, had met him a long time ago, so he didn't develop any feelings for her.

But at the first sight of this soft and cute little girl, he was hopelessly in love with her.

He was born smart and had an excellent IQ, and he knew he had changed his core the moment the little girl passed through.

Fu Hongyun is the richest young talent in the entire empire, handsome and rich, and there is never a shortage of women around him who take the initiative to throw themselves into his arms.

But from beginning to end, he never fell in love with anyone.

He has always been very clear that he loves this sweet and lovely little fairy, the kind that goes deep into his bones.

Fu Hongyun thought about it a lot, and when he couldn't understand it for the time being, he attributed this natural attraction to the unfinished relationship in his previous life.

In this life, they are destined to meet and fall in love.

Fu Hongyun raised her right hand, her eyes were dark.

Under the sunlight, the slender and white palm became more transparent and very beautiful.

He looked at his right hand, opened his mouth slowly, and said honestly: "Roubao, if I say that I'm born with braids, would you believe me?"

Wen Xiaorou got off his shoulders, sat on his lap, looked at that beautiful hand, and nodded: "I believe it!"

Fu Hongyun leaned over and kissed her side face: "Just believe it!"

He was telling the truth, he really knew nothing about braiding Wen Xiaorou's hair.

It was as if this craft had been engraved into his soul and formed a memory.

He doesn't need to learn it deliberately, he can dexterously transform into various beautiful hairstyles.

As if... this craft was passed down from a previous life.

Just to serve his little princess.

Just to make his little girl happy.

Fu Hongyun was worried before that Wen Xiaorou would not believe him if he told him so frankly that he was born with braids.

The truth is, she accepted it very frankly.

Unexpected and reasonable.

Thinking about it carefully, they have always understood and believed in each other.

This is really a beautiful thing.

In Fu Hongyun's heart, he always believed that Wen Xiaorou was the best gift from heaven to him.

He is grateful to have met her.

Fu Hongyun hugged Wen Xiaorou and couldn't help kissing her on the cheek.

A warm touch came from the face, with a tingling and tingling sensation.

Wen Xiaorou stretched her neck, and leaned close to Fu Hongyun to cooperate with his kiss.

She closed her eyes, feeling the man's kiss.

The thick and curly eyelashes trembled, like a small cattail fan, sweet to the heart.

Wen Xiaorou smiled calmly, her red lips parted slightly, and her little milk voice was soft and domineering: "You are not allowed to braid other people's hair."

Fu Hongyun chuckled softly: "Okay, just braid Roubao alone."

Wen Xiao softly replied to him: "Yes!"

After clarifying the matter of braiding, Wen Xiaorou's curiosity was satisfied.

When I was free, I felt a little hungry.

She glanced at the Breguet Marie watch worth [-] million on Fu Hongyun's wrist.

Can't help being surprised: "It's all a little!"

It's already one o'clock in the afternoon, and she hasn't eaten yet!

How difficult it is for a foodie!

She is a hungry person who will frequently call out before her meal time.

Fu Hongyun was also taken aback for a moment.

Before they knew it, the two of them had been in the lounge for more than an hour.

Wen Xiaorou's big eyes were full of grievances, and she pouted her lips in dissatisfaction.

"It's all my husband's fault."

"You don't let people eat."

Knowing to bully her every day, bully her!

Unrestrained, bully her!

Fu Hongyun shook her arm, coaxing her: "Be good, don't be angry, let's go eat now."

In the past, the meals were prepared by Fu Hongyun's personal chef, and delivered by Tang Yuan or Lu Feisi.

It was an uncharacteristic day that neither of these two showed up.

But as far as the situation just now is concerned, if these two people appeared suddenly, Fu Hongyun would be even more upset.

Men are most taboo to be disturbed by others when they are doing their own business.

It's not embarrassing or embarrassing.

It is easy to be overly frightened and fall into physical disability.

Fu Hongyun took out her mobile phone and was about to make a call to contact the two when there was a knock on the door outside the lounge.

Knock-knock-knock!

There were three knocks on the door, separated by rhythmic pauses.

Before seeing him, Fu Hongyun had already guessed who was standing outside the door.

His tone was cold: "Come in!"

Lu Feisi walked in with two lunch boxes and a meal made by a private chef.

There was an unnatural blush on his face, and as soon as he put down the food, he couldn't wait to run outside.

Fu Hongyun's deep eyes were like eagles, staring at him.

Lu Feisi's palm trembled, almost spilling the vegetable soup.

He anxiously defended: "I didn't see anything!"

"real!"