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

Fu Hongyun's words are caring and warm, coupled with his deep magnetism, so that he can hear the voice that makes the ears pregnant.

In the live broadcast room, a large slice was immediately crisped, causing a roar like a screaming chicken.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. 】

[What is a good boyfriend of [-] filial piety? Master Fu is a living archway. The pigs and dogs in the live broadcast room still don’t pick up their notebooks, take more notes and learn more! 】

[I want the same boyfriend, want to be pampered, cry. 】

Wen Xiaorou looked at the words of the netizens and giggled.

After interacting with cinnamon powder and yun powder for a while, Wen Xiaorou glanced at the time.

Do not play electronic products for too long during pregnancy.

For the sake of the baby in her womb, Wen Xiaorou began to say goodbye to the babies of netizens: "Baby, I'm going to download the broadcast, goodbye."

【Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow 】

[Why is the happy time always so short? !Aww. 】

[I can't bear to quit the live broadcast room, I haven't seen enough beauty in the prosperous age. 】

[Roubao and Master Fu go to rest, as long as the live broadcast room is open, we like to watch it even if no one is there. 】

[Don't close the live broadcast room, okay, okay? ? 】

click-

The live broadcast is closed.

The black screen came unexpectedly.

Netizen babies: Ruthless, hum!

Wen Xiaorou hummed a little song and turned off the live broadcast room.

She touched her belly: "It's been broadcast for so long, I don't know if the babies are affected?"

Fu Hongyun's big palm covered her hand: "Little bastard is so fragile, playing with electronic products for three hours will not affect it."

Wen Xiaorou scratched his palm, her pink face was tense, and corrected him: "It's not a little bastard, it's a little baby."

Fu Hongyun immediately corrected: "Slip of mouth, I was wrong, it's a baby, not a little bastard."

Wen Xiaorou nodded in satisfaction.

Fu Hongyun hugged her and stood up, in the classic baby-style hug——

Her big palm supported her soft buttocks, her white jade-like arms wrapped around his neck, and her two thin white comic legs were wrapped around his waist.

Fu Hongyun walked out holding the delicate and soft pendant.

The soft little pendant lay obediently on his body.

Wen Xiaorou buried her small face in his neck, her voice was sweet and soft: "Where is my husband carrying me?"

Fu Hongyun tilted her head, and pressed her cheek against his neck: "Go home, it's hard to live here."

Wen Xiaorou: "Oh..."

She glanced at the single-family villa with a total area of ​​only 400 square meters: "This house is not bad, although it is a bit small, but it looks pretty good."

Fu Hongyun paused: "Roubao wants to live here?"

If you want to live here, you can.

Although this villa is small, it has all internal organs.

Although the owner did not come to live in it once throughout the year, there was always someone to take care of it.

Fully furnished and spotlessly clean.

But living here, Fu Hongyun is actually not very happy.

Because he felt that this small villa was not worthy of his little princess.

It is used as a cover, and the live broadcast is okay.

But living here is really wronging his little princess.

Of course, if Roubao likes it and wants to live here, Fu Hongyun will naturally accompany her.

Wen Xiaorou looked away from the small villa, and shook her head: "It's better to live in our house, I like the princess room my husband arranged for me."

Fu Hongyun took a step forward and continued to walk outside the villa door: "Just like it, let's go home."

In the Bentley, Fu Hongyun hugged Wen Xiaorou in his arms. He stroked her shiny black hair and asked softly, "Are you tired from the live broadcast?"

Wen Xiaorou nodded, then shook her head: "A little bit, but I'm still very happy."

After speaking, she leaned into his arms, twisted and changed her position.

Compared to sitting in his arms, she prefers to spread her legs, sit astride, and bury her head in his shoulders.

Wen Xiaorou thought so, and did the same.

Twist and rub in Fu Hongyun's arms, adjusting her sitting posture.

She was wearing a knee-length skirt, and sitting with her legs spread apart would inevitably cause the skirt to slip up.

Those slender, straight, white and smooth caricature legs are fully exposed.

Dazzling white...

Beautiful hook? People.

Wen Xiaorou tossed and tossed in Fu Hongyun's arms.

Fu Hongyun patted her delicate buttocks.

Snapped!

He said, "Baby, what are you doing?"

Wen Xiaorou hung her calf: "I want to sit more comfortably."

After adjusting her posture, Wen Xiaorou stopped tossing, calmed down, and looked at Fu Hongyun face to face.

The moment she saw his eyes, Wen Xiaorou was taken aback.

In Fu Hongyun's deep pupils, there seemed to be a cluster of raging fire, burning vigorously and crackling.

Those burning black eyes were staring at her for a moment, as if they wanted to devour her.

Wen Xiaorou is very familiar with this look.

Every time he was emotional, it was this kind of staring.

Wen Xiaorou lowered her head, her voice was soft: "What's wrong?"

Fu Hongyun's arms wrapped around her slender waist, and the palm covering her waist suddenly exerted force, pressing her into his arms and pressing her against his chest.

He hugged her tightly: "Baby, don't move around."

Wen Xiaorou was aware of her uproar just now, and also felt some changes in him...

The little girl froze and did not dare to move.

Ou Bai's arms hang down at his sides, he even forgot to hug him.

Fu Hongyun adjusted her mood and let her go.

There was a helpless smile in the corner of his mouth: "Hey, relax, you will be tired if you are so stiff."

He rubbed her body to help her relax.

Wen Xiaorou relaxed and lay on him: "When will you, relax... come down?"

Fu Hongyun's eyes revealed the helplessness of accepting fate: "It will be fine in a while."

Wen Xiaorou stopped talking and lay obediently on her stomach.

Fu Hongyun rubbed her head with her slender fingers: "Roubao, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Wen Xiaorou shook her head: "Don't..."

She sat up straight suddenly and looked at Fu Hongyun: "Why do you always make me sleep lately?"

Since having a baby, every time they get together alone, Fu Hongyun will ask her if she sleeps.

Wish she could sleep.

Wen Xiaorou looked at Fu Hongyun with clear and lingering pupils, her clear and spotless eyes were pure and flawless, and she was full of grievances: "Do you think I'm annoying?"

He must have thought she was annoying.

That's why I want her to sleep.

When she fell asleep, no one would bother him.

Thinking of this, the little girl's fair face was tense, she lowered her head, drooped her eyebrows and eyes, and felt even more aggrieved.

Fu Hongyun immediately felt distressed.

He held her face in his palms, kissed her, and coaxed her gently: "My dear baby, I was wrong, my husband just said the wrong thing."

"I apologize to you, you forgive me, can you?"

Wen Xiaorou looked up at him, her big eyes were full of mist, and the little milk said in a low voice: "Did you really say something wrong, or do you think I'm annoying?"

Fu Hongyun looked at the cute and charming little milk cat, and reached out to touch her face: "It's not annoying, my husband has never felt that Rou Rou is annoying, and I have never been annoying in my whole life."

Wen Xiaorou's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Fu Hongyun's eyes were tender: "Really! It's more real than real gold!"

He raised his hand: "Do you want me to swear to you?"

Wen Xiaorou held his big palm: "No more, I believe in you."

Fu Hongyun stroked her reddened eye sockets: "After the little milk cat has a baby, why is it so cranky?"

Wen Xiaorou touched her belly: "I don't know either."

Fu Hongyun wrapped her little hand with her big hand: "It's all caused by this little thing."

Wen Xiaorou smiled slightly: "Maybe..."

She seemed to think of something again, and asked again: "Honey, why do you always want me to sleep lately?"

Fu Hongyun is serious: "During pregnancy, you need to rest more."

Wen Xiaorou was a little skeptical: "Really?"

Just for this reason?

She always felt otherwise.

Seeing the doubts on her pink face, Fu Hongyun said, "Okay, baby, don't guess, it's not a serious matter anyway."

Wen Xiaorou: "ah, what's not serious?"

Fu Hongyun pinched her chin and stared into her eyes: "Because I always want to mess with you..."