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

The man's long and slender arms were muscular, with graceful lines, like solid steel piles and iron pillars.

Holding the little girl in his arms firmly.

Wen Xiaorou sat comfortably on Fu Hongyun's arms, Ou Bai's arms were around his neck, and his upper body was tightly attached to his shoulders and head.

Fu Hongyun turned her head, her jade-like face just bumped into those two balls of soft cotton candy.

It is soft and sweet to the touch, with the unique and elegant aroma of a little girl.

Caught off guard, his chest was hit hard.

On Wen Xiaorou's soft and fair face, there was a blush.

The man buried his face in her body and paused, not intending to get up.

It's like playing tricks, rubbing against each other.

The blush on Wen Xiaorou's face became more intense, and her blush turned into a bright tomato with a slap.

shy...

She hammered his shoulder and scolded in a low voice: "Big villain!"

"You... you move away!"

After pausing for a few seconds, Fu Hongyun finally looked up.

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes didn't show the slightest bit of embarrassment, the tails of the eyes were raised up, full of affection.

With a touch of innocence! !

He opened his mouth, confidently: "Why, can't you make money from your own wife!"

Looking at Wen Xiaorou with those deep and bright eyes, she speaks righteously and justifiably.

Wen Xiaorou was unable to refute for a while.

She hesitated in a low voice: "Not yet, not married yet."

Hearing this, Fu Hongyun's obsidian-like pupils darkened a little, replaced by a possessive desire that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

He pinched the little girl's chin with his other hand, stared into her eyes, and said in a low and evil voice, "Sooner or later!"

"When you turn 20, immediately register and stamp with the Civil Affairs Bureau!"

After saying this, suddenly, a crazier idea suddenly appeared, and it lingered in Fu Hongyun's mind for a long time.

Imperial law stipulated that the age of marriage for women was 20 years old.

But looking around the world, there are many countries where women can get married!

Thinking of this, Fu Hongyun seemed to have discovered another very interesting thing.

His bony fingers pinched Wen Xiaorou's face and squeezed it hard.

He squeezed two deep finger marks on the little girl's soft and pink face.

Fu Hongyun's dark eyes were deep, with a paranoia that was almost crazy.

He opened his thin lips lightly: "My dear baby, are you hinting at me?"

Wen Xiaorou's head was full of question marks: "What do you imply?"

Fu Hongyun smiled, and her voice was evil: "The day my husband really got impatient..."

"Go directly to the Legislative Office!"

"Advance the legal age of marriage!"

Wen Xiaorou: "!!"

This is really a crazy idea!

But for Fu Hongyun, this is a real, feasible solution!

No madman, no survival!

He Fu Hongyun just likes to play exciting games!

Thinking of this, Fu Hongyun showed a bright smile on his face. He hugged Wen Xiaorou and walked into the commercial vehicle.

The car door was closed, and the figures of the two were submerged in the car window with anti-spy film.

Fu Yanyu stood at the door of the lounge, looking at the black commercial vehicle gradually going away, his dark pupils were dim.

The film crew and a group of more than [-] cars drove to the most luxurious nightclub.

Zuiwo Hongchen nightclub.

Lu Feisi and Wang Siyuan stood tall, standing at the door of the nightclub, blowing the night breeze.

Wang Siyuan held a cigar in his hand, puffing on his face leisurely.

Above the heads of the two, the four colorful characters of "Drunk Lying in the Red Dust" are shining brightly, radiating dazzling light in the dark night, catching people's eyes.

Wang Siyuan turned his head, facing Lu Feisi's face, exhaled a smoke ring.

Choking Lu Feisi coughed violently for a while, and slapped his palms a few times, blowing the dark gray smoke ring back to Wang Siyuan's face.

Lu Feisi cursed: "Hey, shit, Wang Siyuan, can you stop being so perverted!"

"Your grandson insists on spitting smoke rings in my face, are you cheap!"

Wang Siyuan exhaled another puff of smoke ring, and replied calmly: "Bitch!"

"I admit that I like to be a bitch, scold casually, lie flat and let myself be ridiculed!"

Lu Feisi: What a dog!

Feeling hopeless, he fanned the surrounding smoke aside.

Wang Siyuan took out a cigarette from the cigar box and handed it to Lu Feisi: "Here is one..."

Lu Feisi didn't answer: "Go away, your Master Lu doesn't smoke."

Wang Siyuan withdrew his hand and put the cigarettes in the box: "Don't smoke, pull it down."

"This is imported high-end goods, one is worth a house, and I think it's a waste for you to suck it!"

After smelling it, Lu Feisi snatched the cigar back from his hand.

Wang Siyuan took a puff of cigarette and sneered: "Cut, I know you like to make money."

Under his staring gaze, Lu Feisi folded the "one suite" in half and threw it into the trash can.

Wang Siyuan was choked for a moment, and rolled his eyes: "Throw it away casually, your lord's nickname is a lot of money, it's not bad."

He handed the remaining box of cigars to Lu Feisi: "Here, throw it!"

"As long as Xiao Sisi is happy, your prince will take care of it!"

Lu Feisi waved his fist, making a gesture to hit him in the face: "You deserve a beating, sir!"

"One more word, your Lord Lu will beat you right away!"

With a cigar in his mouth, Wang Siyuan smiled smugly.

He stretched out his face to Lu Feisi's fist: "Here, hit whatever you want, if you don't hit, you're not a real man!"

"As long as Xiao Sisi is happy, the prince will beat you up!"

Lu Feisi really wanted to punch him with his fist, but in the end, he put his hand down again.

"roll roll roll!"

"You bastard!"

"The rich second generation who is ranked among the top five in the empire, looks like a shameless hooligan all day long!"

"Call Xiao Sisi again, and your Master Lu will beat you up all over the place."

Wang Siyuan still had a smile on his face: "Okay, listen to Xiao Sisi and don't call him Xiao Sisi."

Lu Feisi: "..."

"I'm fucked, I'm so fucked up!"

He grabbed Wang Siyuan's collar roughly, and swung his fist out.

Wang Siyuan shouted in a sharp voice: "Hey, I can't call myself Xiao Sisi!"

"Your name has thoughts in it, and mine has thoughts in it too!"

Lu Feisi put down his fist, gritted his teeth and said, "If you are poor forever, Lord Lu misses you so much!"

Wang Siyuan sneered, and decided to "take it as soon as it's good."

No longer on the verge of Lu Feisi getting angry and going berserk, trying again and again.

After smoking one cigar, Wang Siyuan lit another, and the air was filled with a strong smell of tobacco.

Lu Feisi quit smoking after following Fu Hongyun.

Fu Hongyun is obsessed with cleanliness and doesn't like the smell of cigarettes.

Lu Fei thinks naturally, following Fu Hongyun's hobbies.

Not only did he not smoke himself, he also asked the staff around him not to smoke.

Looking at the long-lasting smoke in the air, Lu Feisi pushed Wang Siyuan away.

"Stay away from me, don't smell of cigarettes all over my body, Master Fu doesn't like it!"

Wang Siyuan paused for a moment while smoking, and then put out the cigarette.

He took out his breath freshener and perfume, and sprayed it on his mouth, body, and the surrounding air.

The smoke was completely covered.

Lu Feisi glanced at the time and looked at the road: "It's time, it's time to come."

After the words fell, a black commercial vehicle drove over and stopped at the door of Zuiwo Hongchen.

The door opens and the man gets out of the car.

He is tall and straight, tall and straight, as bright as a jade tree, with a handsome and elegant temperament.

Fu Hongyun stood by the car door and stretched her arms towards the little girl on the seat.

"Good boy, my husband will take you out of the car."