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

Wen Xiaorou held Fu Hongyun's face in her white and greasy hands, bowed her head and pecked his lips, her clear eyes were full of seriousness.

"Husband, I will never leave you."

It's a promise, it's an oath.

For Fu Hongyun, this is the most beautiful love story in the world.

The warm yellow light sprinkled Wen Xiaorou's whole body, as if coating her with a layer of golden light.

She has a charming face, clean and beautiful, with smiles on her brows and eyes, and Fu Hongyun's figure is reflected in her beautiful pupils.

Bright and pure...

Fu Hongyun looked at Wen Xiaorou in a daze, her deep eyes were twinkling with stars, filled with mist.

Without the slightest hesitation, he kissed her lips.

Gentle and extremely lingering.

This kiss is very, very long.

So long that the other party forgets the time.

The years are quiet, and time flows slowly in the hearts of the two of them.

The two hugged each other tightly.

Wen Xiaorou lay obediently in Fu Hongyun's arms, resting on his strong arm, sleeping peacefully and charmingly.

Her small jade-like arms wrapped around his waist, clinging to him tightly, like a kitten that has found its home.

Fu Hongyun locked Wen Xiaorou in her arms, like hugging a pillow, her arms formed an encircling circle, enclosing her in it.

From falling asleep to waking up, I never let go of my hand.

The next morning...

Wen Xiaorou fell asleep until she woke up naturally.

She touched the place beside her, it was empty.

Fu Hongyun was not there.

Where did he go?

what is he doing

Wen Xiaorou suddenly felt empty in her heart.

Since she came to this world, she has been staying with Fu Hongyun, eating, brushing teeth, bathing, sleeping, almost never separated.

Although we haven't been together for a long time, Wen Xiaorou is very used to it, and can see Fu Hongyun's life as soon as he wakes up.

When you open your eyes, you can see a peerless handsome guy.

How happy!

Why can't my husband stay by her side all the time?

Wen Xiaorou sighed.

She is becoming more and more dependent on him.

And the eyes are getting more and more tricky.

With Fu Hongyun in front of him, she couldn't look down on other men anymore.

She felt that no one was as handsome as her husband.

She is a severe face control patient.

From the first time she saw Fu Hongyun, she was hopelessly infatuated with him.

He is handsome and gentle.

Well, not always gentle.

It was fierce back then.

He is handsome and gentle and fierce.

She is a little white flower who has never experienced human affairs.

How can I not be moved.

Wen Xiaorou sighed, it must be because she has too little experience.

Maybe she experienced more experience with other men...

Well, she can't.

Wen Xiaorou suddenly thought of last night, because of her one joke, the man fell into madness, almost insane.

She consciously stopped imagining.

blah blah blah...

She will never leave her husband.

Her husband is the best husband in the world.

Good character, good to her, no other man can compare.

Thinking so, Wen Xiaorou glanced at the empty big bed again.

For the first time, I felt the emptiness and loneliness.

She is going to find him.

Wen Xiaorou got out of bed, her bare feet stepped on the floor with her white and purple feet, she shrank a bit from the ice at first, and then got used to it, walking around.

She was wearing a pink nightgown with vivid strawberry patterns printed on it. It was loosely wrapped around her body, revealing half of her snow-white and translucent shoulders, revealing her exquisite curves faintly.

Wen Xiaorou walked to the door, reached out to pull the door, and heard a crash.

The door is locked...

A padlock made of special material was also added to the outside.

Wen Xiaorou: Did my husband... lock her up?

Wen Xiaorou wandered around the huge room, and found that the windows that could be opened normally last night had been sealed.

She couldn't open the door.

Also unable to open windows.

She sat back on the bed again, dangling her two white and tender calves, her soft and pretty face was blank, showing no emotion.

Fu Hongyun is having a meeting in the living room on the first floor.

Instead of going to the company, he asked the heads of various departments of the company to come to his home to report on work.

Perhaps hearing the movement upstairs, Fu Hongyun ran upstairs in a hurry.

He took the key from his neck, opened the padlock first, then the combination lock, and pushed the door open.

The man walked lightly, tentatively, and walked into the bedroom cautiously.

Seeing the little girl sitting obediently on the bed, Fu Hongyun took a big step and walked to her side.

Wen Xiaorou raised her head to look at him, her big clear eyes were full of puzzlement.

Why did the husband lock her up?

Fu Hongyun's thin lips moved a little, wanting to explain to her, but she didn't know how to start.

He just wanted to lock her up.

If he could, he would also like to put handcuffs and anklets on her, and even put pinhole cameras on all her belongings.

Monitor her every move all the time.

Only in this way, he doesn't have to worry about her disappearing.

Fu Hongyun hugged Wen Xiaorou by the waist and let her sit on her lap, her voice was very gentle: "Baby, are you hungry?"

Wen Xiaorou wrapped her arms around Fu Hongyun's thin waist, buried her face in his chest, rubbed her little head in his arms, and said in a cute voice, "I'm hungry..."

With a smile on Fu Hongyun's face, she picked her up and walked to the living room.

"My husband will take you to dinner."

"I cooked porridge for the baby myself."

Fu Hongyun got up at six o'clock today. Although there is a servant who cooks at home, he is still willing to get up early and cook porridge for her.

Wearing an elegant custom-made suit, the tall and straight man hugged the girl and walked down the wine-red spiral staircase gracefully.

The girl was petite and cute, leaning softly in the arms of the man.

In the living room, Fu Hongyun put Wen Xiaorou on the chair beside the dining table.

He kissed her on the forehead, strode to the kitchen to serve her porridge for breakfast.

The company executives sitting on one side of the living room looked like they had seen a ghost.

The dignified, cold, unsmiling Mr. Fu is full of joy, serving a little girl as if to please her.

His submissive attitude towards the little girl really shocked the company's executives.

It's not that they haven't seen in the live broadcast room before, Fu Hongyun and his little wife show affection.

But when it comes to live broadcasting on TV, there will always be dramas and character designs, especially for couples, showing off their doting wives is a basic operation.

But how much is true and how much is false, it is estimated that only the parties will know.

Until now, a group of company executives have seen with their own eyes, Fu Hongyun's attitude towards his little girlfriend, and they finally firmly believe it.

President Fu is serious about spoiling his wife.

President Fu really loves this little girl.

Those eyes that were usually cold and cruel were filled with tenderness, like an iceberg that has never melted for thousands of years suddenly met a scorching sun, the warmth was gurgling and rushing endlessly.

Fu Hongyun walked up to Wen Xiaorou with a plate of sumptuous breakfast as if no one was around, and laid out the food on the plate one by one.

Ham sandwiches, egg pudding, fresh meat dumplings, preserved egg porridge with lean meat, and her favorite strawberry-flavored yogurt.

After arranging the food neatly, Fu Hongyun put the tray on the table.

At this time, a man in a professional suit came over, holding a stack of documents: "Mr. Fu, this is the company's financial statement for the new quarter. Look..."

"I'm not in the mood to watch!"

Fu Hongyun's face darkened, and her voice was cold and severe.

The man in the suit shook his hand holding the document, and retreated silently.

Fu Hongyun turned to look at Wen Xiaorou, her dark eyes filled with tenderness again.

He hugged her on his lap and rubbed her soft long hair: "Baby, I'll feed you."

Wen Xiaorou was gnawing happily on a small steamed bun, fresh meat juice flowed out of her hand, her mouth was full of meat buns, her voice was indistinct.

"No need, I can eat it myself."

Fu Hongyun's clear eyes darkened for an instant, and her complexion became gloomy again.

He grabbed her little hand, helped her wipe off the oil stains on her hand, and swallowed half of the bun in her hand in one gulp.

Wen Xiaorou: Fu Hongyun wiped her white, tender and dirty hands clean, and then clamped her hands under her armpits, making her unable to move.

He picked up a fresh meat steamed bun and handed it to her mouth: "Baby, I'll feed you."

Wen Xiaorou didn't refuse him, and obediently took a big bite of the bun.

The soup flowed down the corners of her mouth, and her cherry lips were shiny and very attractive.

Fu Hongyun looked at her lips, her eyes darkened.

He took out a tissue and helped her wipe off the remaining oil stains at the corners of her mouth.

Wen Xiaorou sat lazily on Fu Hongyun's lap, leaning against his hard and strong chest, pointed at the various dishes on the table with her small porcelain white arms, and ordered to eat with joy.

"I want to eat preserved eggs and lean meat."

"I want a ham sandwich."

"I want egg pudding."

"I want strawberry yogurt."

Fu Hongyun kept laughing, helped her pick up vegetables and fed them to her over and over again.

There was a gentle starlight in his deep eyes, shining brightly.

That is her own love.