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

The walls of the box are thin and not soundproof.

The girl's tender sobbing came from inside the house.

Fu Yanyu stood outside the door, and that sweet, tactful, emotional voice entered his ears.

Let him be angry instead of happy.

Hearing that, suddenly, a nameless anger rose in his heart.

A shadow was cast over his clear face, and his expression was gloomy.

Fu Yanyu turned around and walked back, Gao Jun's figure was a little thin, looking bleak and lonely.

Just after taking two steps, a slim figure trotted towards him.

"Brother Yan Yu!"

Shen Mengyun stood beside Fu Yanyu, the moment she saw his arm, a layer of panic appeared on her fair face.

Just now, when he was fighting with those gangsters, Fu Yanyu's arm was cut by a switchblade.

A [-]-centimeter-long gash was made, and the skin was torn apart.

The wound was bloody and blood was continuously flowing out.

It looks horrific.

Shen Mengyun grew up spoiled and spoiled, and has been well protected by the Shen's consortium.

A delicate flower that has been kept in a greenhouse for a long time has never seen such a bloody scene.

Looking at the scarlet wound, the soles of her feet felt weak, dizzy because of the blood, and she couldn't control the nausea.

But she endured it.

After all, it was her favorite man who was injured, Shen Mengyun suppressed her mind and managed to stay calm.

Compared with her panic, Fu Yanyu looked calm, and his voice was cold: "What are you doing here?"

Shen Mengyun's face froze: "I, I'll come and see you."

Before Fu Yanyu asked her to wait for him downstairs, Shen Mengyun was full of anticipation and sat obediently waiting for him.

It wasn't until the police came and arrested several seriously injured men that Shen Mengyun was shocked to realize that a bloody and tragic case had taken place on the second floor.

She was worried about Fu Yanyu, so she ran to the second floor bravely.

After searching around in fear, I finally found him at the door of a VIP box.

Seeing Fu Yanyu's injured arm, Shen Mengyun was worried and distressed.

She tore off her skirt neatly and helped Fu Yanyu bandage the wound.

Her beautiful little face was wrinkled due to nervousness and worry.

Fu Yanyu was expressionless, without any emotion on his face, as if he was not the one who was injured.

It's just that the beautiful petal lips are pale.

He said calmly: "What are you afraid of, I can't die."

Shen Mengyun gave his knotted hands a pause: "But I... I'm still afraid..."

Of course she knew he couldn't die, but she didn't want him to get hurt.

She would rather be hurt by herself, and she would bear all the hurt for him.

I just hope he is safe and sound.

Those trembling little hands finally tied the last knot.

After bandaging, Shen Mengyun didn't let go, her little white hand was still caressing Fu Yanyu's arm.

Just touching him through layers of fabric, Shen Mengyun's slender fingers curled up slightly, trembling with trembling.

Silently poured out love and admiration.

Fu Yanyu is condescending, cold and dignified, with the arrogance unique to the heirs of the Fu family's chaebol.

He could clearly see her admiration.

The Fu family and the Shen family are both old plutocratic families with such a large upper-class circle. Fu Yanyu and Shen Mengyun have known each other since childhood and graduated from the same prestigious school.

Shen Mengyun has been around Fu Yanyu since he could remember.

Pretending to be intimate, and calling him expectantly——

"Brother Yan Yu."

As long as there is a chance, she will always appear by his side, like a moth chasing a flame.

To be infatuated by the daughter of a big chaebol.In the eyes of outsiders, it is a very proud thing.

But Fu Yanyu disagreed.

What is there to be proud of being liked by Shen Mengyun?

He is the heir to the empire's number one chaebol, what kind of woman does he want!

He doesn't need a woman to add luster.

Fu Yanyu didn't like Shen Mengyun, but he didn't hate him either.

The two of them just got along as friends.

Fu Yanyu remained calm.

Shen Mengyun flies to the flame.

Seeing those slender little hands trembling on his arms, Fu Yanyu's dark eyes were calm and unwavering.

There was no emotion at all, and the hand didn't break free.

His lack of response made Shen Mengyun secretly happy.

This little temptation of hers had already mustered up a lot of courage, and Fu Yanyu's refusal made her happy.

One of the most important reasons for Shen Mengyun's crazy obsession with Fu Yanyu is Fu Yanyu's coolness and self-control.

He has a prominent family background, handsome appearance, outstanding temperament, gentle and elegant.

Such a dazzling figure faced countless temptations, and many women took the initiative to throw themselves into his arms.

But Fu Yanyu refrained from self-restraint and turned them all away.

My private life is clean.

How could such a man not be tempted?

From the heart, Shen Mengyun likes, loves, admires and admires Fu Yanyu.

Looking at the little hand resting on his arm, Fu Yanyu looked cold.

He was about to say something when a soft, delicate, and infinitely charming voice came out from the VIP box——

"Hubby, woo woo, love me, um... um..."

The sound stopped abruptly, followed by a low sob.

Shen Mengyun: "..."

Shen Mengyun: "!!"

This was the first time she heard such a voice full of lust.

And still with Fu Yanyu.

If this kind of words were said in another voice, it would definitely be disgusting.

On such an occasion, to do such a thing, these two people are too disrespectful!

It's really wild.

But this voice is sweet and glutinous, and the little milk's voice is whistling, with a seductive charm.

It sounds amazing.

It makes people feel sore all over.

The bones are numb!

Even Shen Mengyun, a woman, felt her heart tremble when she heard it.

With a swipe, the little blush blushed.

Hearing this voice, Fu Yanyu was startled first, and then a sneer appeared on his face.

He bowed his head, looked at Shen Mengyun who was blushing and bowed his head, and sneered and said something that didn't fit his identity, which shocked Shen Mengyun greatly.

He said: "This voice is very nice!"

As if struck by lightning, Shen Mengyun raised her head in astonishment, and looked at him in astonishment.

It seems that he doesn't believe that this kind of compliment to a woman at that time made a nice voice.

It came from Fu Yanyu's mouth.

She looked at him in a daze.

Fu Yanyu looked indifferent, looking very indifferent.

Facing Shen Mengyun, he asked back: "It sounds good, doesn't it?"

Shen Mengyun stared at him blankly, paused, and nodded.

Fu Yanyu raised the corner of his mouth, and a sneer appeared on that usually gentle face.

He suddenly reached out, pinched Shen Mengyun's chin, and stared into her eyes: "You like me, don't you?"

The blush on Shen Mengyun's face deepened instantly, spreading from his face to his neck.

Bright red...

She couldn't refuse the question.

When the mind was still in chaos, the body had already nodded honestly: "Yes!"

"Brother Yan Yu, I like you!"

Fu Yanyu bent her lips and smiled, and her beautiful petal lips drew a very graceful arc.

"Then, do you want to be with me..."