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

The charming little girl leaned softly in Fu Hongyun's arms, crossed her legs, and sat astride his lap.

Her pale arms were around his neck, and her small head was buried in his neck.

The little girl's soft lips pressed against the man's skin: "I thought you wouldn't like the baby coming in such a hurry."

Fu Hongyun was startled, then shook her head and smiled.

He smiled and said, "Roubao, isn't my love for you obvious enough?"

Wen Xiaorou raised her head from his neck and looked at him: "Ah? Why do you ask this?"

Fu Hongyun pecked her lips: "I love you..."

Wen Xiaorou bent her lips and smiled sweetly, the two little pear dimples were filled with honey: "Yes, I know."

Fu Hongyun pinched her chin: "So?"

Wen Xiaorou blushed: "I love you too."

Fu Hongyun kissed the blush on her face: "Is my performance obvious enough?"

Wen Xiaorou nodded: "It's quite obvious."

Fu Hongyun stroked her face with her cold and beautiful fingers: "What about the specific performance?"

Wen Xiaorou began to count: "Bake me bird's nest porridge every day."

"Peel apples for me every day, puppy."

"Put me all kinds of beautiful braids."

"Give me a big shopping mall with a lot of beautiful clothes in it."

"Wash my face, bathe, and wash my clothes every day."

"Uh……"

"Too many to count."

Fu Hongyun hugged her, wrapped her arms around her soft waist: "There are three more things that I do every day?"

Wen Xiaorou pouted her lips, blushed, with an unconcealable smile at the corner of her mouth: "I like to hug and kiss me..."

"and also……"

Fu Hongyun: "What else?"

Wen Xiaorou shyly hesitated: "I like to hug me every day...to sleep..."

Fu Hongyun raised the corners of her lips, smiling evilly and proudly, coquettishly and handsomely.

His voice is magnetic: "So my love for Roubao is obvious?"

Wen Xiaorou: "Yes!"

Fu Hongyun pinched her face: "Then our Roubao, what else is there to worry about?"

"Roubao is pregnant with my little baby, how could I not like it?"

He stared into her clear eyes: "If Roubao likes it, my husband will like it too!"

"Roubao is willing to give birth to a baby for me, I wish for nothing."

"I am very grateful to my little boy, who is willing to give me a baby."

Wen Xiaorou pressed against his lips: "You're welcome, I also want to have a baby to play with."

Fu Hongyun smiled brightly: "Okay, Rou Bao can have as many children as she wants."

"Your husband is strong and strong, and he will definitely satisfy you!"

Wen Xiaorou's face turned even redder, both happy and ashamed.

I always feel that what he said has several meanings.

Fu Hongyun touched her belly: "Do you want to go to the bedroom to rest for a while?"

Wen Xiaorou shook her head: "No, my sister is making jujube cake for me, I want to eat it."

Fu Hongyun: "Roubao likes to eat this?"

Wen Xiaorou: "I didn't like it before, but now I like it. Eating this can relieve morning sickness."

Fu Hongyun: "Then I'll learn and make it for Rou Bao."

Wen Xiaorou: "Okay, the things my husband cooks are more delicious than those made by other people."

Fu Hongyun hugged her and stood up, supporting her soft buttocks with her big palms, and walked towards the kitchen.

Wen Xiaorou was like his pendant, with her arms around his neck, her white and straight legs wrapped around his waist, and she nestled obediently on him.

The two came to the kitchen and pushed open the door.

Wen Zhixi was washing the red dates, when she looked up, she saw the man and his sweet little pendant.

She was taken aback: "What are you doing here?"

Fu Hongyun hugged his sweetheart and walked into the kitchen: "I want to learn from Sixth Sister to make sour jujube cake."

Wen Xiaorou lay on his beautiful neck: "My husband said that after he learned it, he would make it for me every day."

Wen Zhixi was choked for a moment, and then she pursed her lips and smiled, "Okay, okay, your husband loves you, your husband loves you the most, I understand, I'll teach him how to make jujube cake."

Wen Xiaorou had a smile on her face: "Okay..."

Fu Hongyun looked down at the baby in her arms: "Roubao, would you like to sit in the living room for a while?"

Wen Xiaorou shook her head: "I want to stay in the kitchen."

Fu Hongyun put her on the ground with gentle movements, as if treating a precious porcelain doll.

He turned around and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of yogurt, inserted the straw into it, and handed it to her mouth: "While drinking, watch, and appreciate your husband's heroic cooking."

Wen Xiaorou sucked on the yogurt: "Yeah!"

Wen Zhixi stopped washing the jujube.

Although Fu Hongyun and Wen Xiaorou had known for a long time that they were greasy, but after witnessing it with their own eyes, they were still caught off guard and were fed a big mouthful of dog food.

She was a little stuffed.

Husband and sister are busy in the kitchen, washing dates, cutting dates, baking, and making date cakes for their favorite little princess.

Wen Xiaorou, the little princess surrounded by people, was drinking yogurt, eating snacks, and playing with her phone.

She asked intimately, "Do you need my help?"

Fu Hongyun: "No need, Roubao just sits."

Wen Zhixi: "No need, Xiaoqi can just wait to eat."

Delicate little princess, of course she wants to be pampered.