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

The psychic message was interrupted, and there was another silence.

Nv Xiaobao: She really doesn't know the answer to the question brother asked.

There was a daze on the two chubby little faces, and it felt like the strawberry cake in his mouth was not sweet anymore.

Could they have mistaken Papa Mama?

They sneaked out from the fairy kingdom, and chased after following the unique and similar aura of the royal family of the fairy kingdom.

After going through some twists and turns, I found "Ma Ma" who has a similar breath to them.

They could feel the fairy royal aura emanating from Ma Ma's body.

It should be right, right?

Could it be that there is a second fairy kingdom royal woman in this small world?

The male Xiaobao and the female Xiaobao were dumbfounded at the same time.

What if, what if they mistake Papa Mama?

Uh……

If you admit your mistake, just admit it.

Just admit your mistake and come back.

Male Xiaobao and female Xiaobao looked at each other, giggling optimistically.

Grandma said that there is no absolute in everything, and everything can be broken.

It's just no big deal to admit the wrong papa.

Thinking of this, Xiaobao Boy and Xiaobao Girl felt relieved.

The two cubs began to eat the cake with relish again.

Fu Hongyun returned to the bedroom, took the cake out of the box, and walked to the bed.

He lifted the duvet and lay beside Wen Xiaorou.

With a light flick of the man's strong arms, he held the little girl in his arms.

Fu Hongyun hugged Wen Xiaorou, stroking her smooth and delicate skin with her big palm, feeling the waves of heat coming from her palm.

He stuck to her ear and asked softly, "Baby, can you still get out of bed?"

Wen Xiaorou opened her eyes slightly, and glanced at him with clear eyes, with traces of anger in her eyes, and did not reply to his words.

The corners of Fu Hongyun's mouth curled into a sinister arc, and she asked herself and answered, "Well, I see, I can't get out of bed anymore."

He was deliberately teasing her again.

Wen Xiaorou was too lazy to argue with him.

There is really no energy to care about.

He snorted softly.

Fu Hongyun pinched her chin, causing her to lean her neck back. He hugged her from behind, bowed his head, and held her lips.

After some plundering, Fu Hongyun let go of her chin.

He leaned over her, calming down.

That extremely beautiful thin lips spat out one word heavily: "Fuck!"

Wen Xiaorou: Fu Hongyun hugged her and got off the bed, whispering and smiling: "Why are you always not kissing enough!!"

Wen Xiaorou lay in his arms, blushing and said: "Yes, can you wear me a dress?"

She really didn't want to be like this, naked, being hugged and fed by him.

Fu Hongyun looked down at her: "Anyway, I'm going to take it off soon."

"Then..."

don't bother...

Wen Xiaorou pouted dissatisfiedly, her small face was puffy, like a cute little bun.

Hey……

what can we do about it?

As soon as she got to her husband's side, all her unparalleled force values ​​were reduced to zero.

When she was by Fu Hongyun's side, she was just a pitiful little bun who he allowed to bully.

Fu Hongyun seemed to like the pleasure of bullying her and teasing her.

Wen Xiaorou herself is used to it.

Only occasionally, she would still be small, struggling for a while.

Wen Xiaorou stared at Fu Hongyun with her big eyes, pouted and said, "If you don't wear it for me, I won't eat."

"Humph!"

Fu Hongyun laughed loudly, and said in a lazy and casual tone, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you."

"You just see that I love you, and deliberately use yourself to provoke me."

"Isn't it okay to wear it?"

Only then was Wen Xiaorou satisfied, and stopped getting angry with him.

She continued to puff her face, pretending to be angry.

Fu Hongyun pinched her creamy face between her thin white fingers, and squeezed it hard.

Like deflated a football.

Squeeze her protruding cheeks down.

Fu Hongyun looked at her swollen, soft face, and smiled: "That's how you behave, don't be angry."

He kissed her cheek.

Fu Hongyun turned around, took a...clothes from the closet, and spread them on Wen Xiaorou's legs.

The moment she saw the clothes, Wen Xiaorou's eyes were filled with surprise.

This dress……

Is it for her to wear?

Her big eyes were full of confusion, and she looked at Fu Hongyun.

Fu Hongyun was calm and calm, unbuttoned the black silk shirt, held her slender wrist, and put it in the sleeve of the shirt.

He said plausibly: "Roubao, you are beautiful, you look good in anything."

"Especially wearing husband's clothes, it will look better!"

Wen Xiaorou: Alright then...

Fu Hongyun put his shirt on Wen Xiaorou and only buttoned the bottom three buttons.

Don't fasten the top three buttons.

The silk shirt was already soft and smooth, but it was unbuttoned and unsupported, leaving the neckline wide open.

The little girl's graceful and exquisite curves are looming.

The man's bad intentions are clearly revealed.

Fu Hongyun stood up holding her, supported her waist, and looked up and down.

That pair of beautiful and coquettish eyes looked at the little girl with unbridled evil.

He sincerely praised: "The baby is so beautiful!"

Wen Xiaorou: ...

"You, you, can you not talk?"

She muttered softly, stretched out her little hand, and fastened the top button.

When she tied it to the top collar, Wen Xiaorou suddenly felt her waist loosen.

Fu Hongyun's hand on her waist suddenly withdrew.

Wen Xiaorou had no strength in her legs, her body softened, and she almost knelt on the bed.

Fu Hongyun quickly supported her and picked her up by the waist.

He said, "Good boy, just keep one."

"Anyway, there are only two of us in this room."

Wen Xiaorou gave a low hum.

Fu Hongyun carried her to the dining table, and the two of them began to eat.

Wen Xiaorou was pressed on his lap by Fu Hongyun and sat in his arms.

As soon as she stretched out her arms to get the bowls and chopsticks, Fu Hongyun pushed her back.

The man held her slender white arms and pressed them in his arms, domineering.

"Baby, I'll feed you."

Wen Xiaorou twisted in his arms: "I want to eat it myself."

Fu Hongyun lowered her head and sealed her lips, kissed her hard and bit her lightly.

Left a row of teeth marks on her lips.

His deep eyes are like the black sea, looking deeply at her: "Why don't you let me feed you?"

"I fed it, wouldn't it taste better?"

Wen Xiaorou looked into those deep eyes, and could no longer say the words of rejection.

She softly said: "Let my husband feed it, the husband's feed will be more delicious."

Fu Hongyun smiled brightly, as if the spring breeze was blowing on the face in March, fresh and sultry.

He said: "Don't refuse me, anything."

Wen Xiaorou responded: "OK..."

After eating, Fu Hongyun carried her to the bed to rest.

At the beginning, they were peaceful, and the two chatted with each other sentence by sentence.

Later, Fu Hongyun turned over neatly, covering Wen Xiaorou's body.

The little girl whimpered and wept: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The man's voice was low and powerful: "Not tired!"

"All night, you won't be tired!"