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

Fu Hongyun's show? There are many stories.

Whenever he was by Wen Xiaorou's side, he was a completely different person.

Noble and cold outside, arrogant and uninhibited.

By the side of his favorite little darling, he becomes a dissolute and slutty person, becoming a disciple.

It is always easy to make the little girl's cheeks blush.

And Fu Hongyun always took it for fun.

Wen Xiaorou crossed her legs, sat on his lap, and was hugged by him from behind.

A man's body temperature is already high, like a small steaming stove.

Wen Xiaorou was anxious and ashamed, held in his arms, covered in light pink, like a...

Well-cooked, top-quality arctic sweet shrimp.

The meat is fresh and tender, making people want to take a bite and swallow it into their stomachs.

Fu Hongyun's arms were wrapped around Wen Xiaorou's waist, hugging her tightly.

Her back against his chest.

Originally, two people wore thin clothes.

She was wearing a light skirt, and he was wearing a smart suit and white shirt, and he deliberately unbuttoned his suit jacket.

Her body was stuck to the white shirt.

Wen Xiaorou could clearly feel the man's lean and firm muscles, and even the graceful and smooth contours.

Fu Hongyun was still very restless, buried her head in the socket of her neck, and exhaled slowly against her delicate and delicate skin.

Causes slight itching.

His little teasing movements secretly are very seductive.

Who can bear this? !

Anyway, Wen Xiaorou couldn't bear it.

Leaning in his arms, she twisted impatiently, moaning and chirping.

Fu Hongyun's dark eyes flashed a trace of wanton flying.

Wen Xiaorou hangs her head, her long eyelashes draw down, flickering and fluttering, as beautiful as a butterfly.

She begged for mercy in her words: "No, don't do this..."

Fu Hongyun curled her lips into a smile: "What don't you want?"

"Hold your own wife, can't you?!"

Wen Xiaorou's cheeks were flushed, and she fainted with light pink: "You, rascal!"

Fu Hongyun's hand wrapped around her waist moved nimbly and pinched her.

Wen Xiaorou: "Ah—"

Caught off guard, this "ah", sweet and tender, very charming and captivating.

I almost missed Fu Hongyun, ah... that...

Wen Xiaorou patted her dissatisfiedly, put the back of her hand on her waist, pouted and said, "My husband is so annoying!"

Fu Hongyun looked lazy: "Born like this!"

Wen Xiaorou: He is very wild and flirtatious.

she……

Fu Hongyun is shameless: "Do you like it?"

Wen Xiaorou hesitated: "I... don't want to talk."

Fu Hongyun smiled slightly: "Hiss—that's what I like."

Wen Xiaorou, if she denied it, she still didn't say it.

She lowered her head, blushed, and said nothing.

Fu Hongyun looked at the bright water lotus in front of her, her eyes dimmed.

He stretched out his slender fingers, stuck her face, turned around, and kissed her face from behind.

Wen Xiaorou pushed him: "You, be honest, there are children in this car."

Fu Hongyun lightly raised her finger and tapped it backwards, making a bang bang bang sound.

The front and rear partitions have already been raised.

A smirk appeared on Fu Hongyun's face: "Those two little bastards, no matter what, are also my "children"! "

"I still will pay attention to the impact."

Wen Xiaorou raised her head, only to find that the front and rear partitions had risen at some point.

Fu Hongyun pinched her waist effortlessly, like pinching a doll.

Turned her over.

Before Wen Xiaorou could react, she was already sitting on his lap facing each other.

He is really strong!

Picking her up is like picking up a piece of A4 paper.

Play with her as you like.

Wen Xiaorou was almost getting used to him.

Fu Hongyun held her in his arms and pressed her forehead to hers.

The light mint fragrance on his body blows over his face.

Refreshing...

He seems to have skin and skin hunger and thirst, every time he is with Wen Xiaorou, he has to hug, kiss and cling to each other.

Like a sticky man.

Fu Hongyun pinched her chin and parted her thin lips slightly: "Come once?"

Wen Xiaorou shyly said: "Hurry up, we're almost home."

Fu Hongyun sneered: "Are you home?"

"Well, the imperial capital is still three hours' drive from south to north."

"Once is enough."

Wen Xiaorou: Fu Hongyun is as ferocious as a beast, grabbing her lips, plundering sweetness wantonly.

The seat is lowered, and it is time to lie down instead of sitting.

Very spacious in a luxury car.

Fu Hongyun flipped over, and with ruthless movements, pressed her onto the reclining chair...

Fu House...

The black Bugatti circled around a few times and parked in the parking lot.

Fu Hongyun got out of the car with Wen Xiaorou in her arms.

Men are more energetic than before.

The little girl huddled in his arms with a sluggish expression, like a broken doll that had been played with.

Fu Hongyun carried her directly into the bedroom on the second floor.

Go to the shower first and help her clean up.

And... tossing "for a while".

until late at night...

Fu Hongyun finally walked out of the shower with Wen Xiaorou in her arms.

He put her in the brocade quilt.

At this moment, the little girl seemed to be broken at the touch of a finger.

Fu Hongyun kissed her forehead and said in a low voice, "Let's rest for a while, I'll cook for you."

Wen Xiaorou was under the brocade quilt, and gave a weak "hmm".

Fu Hongyun changed into her home clothes, and then went downstairs.

In less than half an hour, Wen Xiaorou's favorite four dishes and one soup were ready.

Fu Hongyun carried her into the bedroom, hugged her and fed her.

After eating, he held her and lay down for a while, then got up and went to the conference room on the first floor.

Fu Hongyun made a call.

The first call was hung up.

The second call was hung up.

The third call...

Ring three times to connect.

There was a roar from the opposite side——

"Hey, look for me. What are you doing? You still called me at such a late hour. You don't know that I have a wife."

Fu Hongyun is proud and proud: "I also have a wife!"

The other side choked: "Mine is legal!"

Fu Hongyun's expression froze: "I called you to talk about this matter."

Chopin also hugged his beautiful wife: "It's none of my business if you marry a wife!"

His voice was too loud, waking Wen Zhixi who was sleeping soundly.

Wen Zhixi slapped, slapped, and called out.

It's just that at this time, she is sore and weak.

The slap on Chopin's face was neither painful nor itchy, more like a woman acting like a baby.

Chopin also immediately lowered his voice, and pressed the snow-white and slippery arm that was sticking out of the brocade quilt back into the quilt.

He got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Fu Hongyun: "The day after tomorrow, Fu's family business banquet will hold preliminary elections. All the votes from your faction must be cast in my name."

Chopin also: "Why?"

Fu Hongyun curled one corner of her mouth: "I have the "thing" you want most in my hand. "

Chopin also lit a cigar, and the blue-gray smoke lit up: "I have what I want most, wife and children."

"what can you give me?"

"Money, I don't mind more."

"Look at your sincerity, if enough, I can consider helping you."

Fu Hongyun smiled coldly: "I promise you will be more interested in the "things" in my hand than money. "

Chopin's curiosity was also thoroughly mobilized.

He took a deep breath on his cigar, half-believing: "Really?"