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

I ate breakfast for an hour and still haven't finished it.

Fu Hongyun's movements are elegant and dignified, even holding a spoon is full of elegance, with a charm that cannot be described in words.

Wen Xiaorou eats for a while and rests for a while.

When he was tired from eating, he nestled in the man's arms and rubbed his little head, and then opened his mouth to order food.

"Honey, where's my dessert?"

"I want to eat strawberry cake."

Fu Hongyun dragged the girl's PP and stood up holding the girl. The girl's slender and straight legs wrapped around the man's thin waist.

The man hugged the girl and walked to a room next to the kitchen.

Opening the door, cold air blows in.

It is a cold storage.

There is a room full of strawberry cakes neatly placed in the freezer.

This is the top dessert that Fu Hongyun asked the housekeeper to airlift back from all over the world before returning to the villa.

All of them are exquisitely and elegantly packaged, and come from the hands of the world's highest-level baker.

The man held the girl in one hand, and brought out a strawberry cake with the other.

A group of company executives sat in a corner, looking embarrassed, in a dilemma.

Is this meeting still open?

One hour for eating, one hour for dessert, right?

Their buttocks are getting callused.

Fu Hongyun carried the girl back to the dining table, took out a strawberry cake and fed it to the girl.

The strawberry cake is made of the world's top ingredients, with a dense, soft and delicate taste.

Wen Xiaorou took a sip in her mouth, her big jet-black eyes were shining brightly.

"It's delicious."

“Super delicious.”

"Husband, you should try it too."

The girl pushed the strawberry cake that was brought to her mouth into the man's mouth.

"Husband, let's eat together."

Fu Hongyun didn't like desserts, but she still swallowed the strawberry cake, her voice hoarse and magnetic: "The cake is very sweet."

Wen Xiaorou straddled the man's lap, shaking her calf happily.

Two people feed each other strawberry cake one bite at a time.

A group of company executives were caught off guard and stuffed with dog food.

About another hour later, breakfast was finally finished.

The girl clutched her slightly protruding belly, and Yubai's fingers pushed the man's hard chest.

"Honey, don't hug her so tightly."

"My stomach hurts right now."

Fu Hongyun slightly loosened her arms, stroking the girl's belly with her long and slender palms, and gently rubbing her to help her digest.

The girl turned her head suddenly, looked at the man with big watery eyes, and asked seriously, "Honey, has my waist gotten thicker?"

Recently, she only eats and sleeps, and her mana has not grown much, but her appetite is getting bigger and bigger.

It’s enough to be full at the beginning, but now you can have another bowl when you’re full.

Fu Hongyun rubbed the girl's soft belly, pinching a ball of soft flesh.

"A soft waist is not thick."

"It can be held in the palm of your hand, and it is just right to pinch and use."

Wen Xiaorou: Pretend to be Yazi who doesn't understand.

A blush appeared on the girl's face, and a picture flashed in her mind, the man pressed her waist fiercely, whipping her endlessly.

Like a wild wolf devouring its prey, it is extremely fierce.

Wen Xiaorou lowered her head shyly, the blush on her face spread from the spots to the face, from the plump cheeks to the tips of the ears.

She buried her head in the man's chest, moaning and chirping, and rubbed her little head restlessly.

Fu Hongyun was deliberately teasing the girl, seeing the girl's shy face made her feel very comfortable.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his beautiful peach eyes were full of joy.

Fu Hongyun hugged the girl and sat with her back to other people, pinching and rubbing restlessly with her big hands, everything she touched was soft and slippery.

It feels too good to be true.

The two people here hug and kiss each other sweetly.

The few company executives sitting in the corner were not so lucky.

Mr. Fu is very open-minded and doesn't treat them as outsiders at all.

In front of them, he mixed oil with his little wife.

Their little thoughts about snooping were almost off the charts.

But I still couldn't bear to look at it.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes have been staring at the financial statements in their hands, but their ears are straight.

From time to time, the girl's soft and delicate moans could be heard in the living room.

Several people trembled when they heard it.

Since he couldn't see it, his mind became even more imaginative, and he directly made up a large collision game.

One word keeps popping up in my mind: stimulation.

In fact, it was because the girl was full of food and her stomach was bloated and uncomfortable, so she hummed endlessly.

Fu Hongyun massaged the girl's abdomen to help her digest.

After massaging for a while, her stomach felt much more comfortable, and the girl let out a long sigh.

The few people in the corner were shocked again.

Two of them couldn't help but want to look up. Just as their necks twisted a bit, a scolding sound came from their ears.

"cough!"

Fu Hongyun's eyes were still on the girl, but from the corner of her eyes, she shot a few cold lights towards the people in the corner.

A few people in the corner became more and more trembling, their heads drooped, and cold sweat dripped down their heads.

This meeting will be held, and Thief Tamar is worried.

It would be better to be scolded by Mr. Fu face to face.

Fu Hongyun hugged the girl and gently massaged the girl's abdomen, her voice was gentle and doting: "Hey, are you feeling better?"

Wen Xiaorou rubbed her head against the man, and said in a delicate voice, "It's better..."

Fu Hongyun was relieved now, and returned to the meeting table with the girl in her arms.

He rubbed the girl in his arms and turned on the computer: "Continue the meeting."

Only then did a few people dare to look up, and saw President Fu in a high-end suit holding a girl in his arms for a meeting with them.

shocked……

The format of President Fu's meeting... is not serious.

Of course, they didn't dare to mention it.

The moment when several people caught sight of the little girl.

They understand everything.

Mrs. Fu is very beautiful!And it's cute!

The real person is far more agile and delicate than the one on TV!

Such a cute little angel!

They want it too!

They want rua too!

The kind that kept rua in my arms.

Sensing that the eyes of several people were a little erratic, Fu Hongyun suddenly "coughed" again.

Several people immediately sat upright, not daring to dream anymore.

Wen Xiaorou was lazily lying in the man's arms, when she suddenly heard the man cough, her body trembled slightly in fright.

Fu Hongyun hurriedly reached out and patted the girl on the back, her voice was unbelievably gentle: "Baby, my husband is here, don't be afraid."

A few people: It turns out that President Fu called his wife "Baby"!

It turns out that President Fu's voice can be so gentle!

It turns out that President Fu is a wife slave!

Hahaha, it really doesn't match his crazy and cool temperament.

A few people pretended to be serious on their faces, but they were already happy in their hearts.

He laughed at President Fu in his heart.

A man in a suit opened the PPT and reported: "Mr. Fu, look, this is the company's financial statement for the last quarter. The net profit increased by 1000%, surpassing all companies in the world."

Wen Xiaorou, who had been obediently lying in Fu Hongyun's arms, blinked in confusion, her eyelashes flickered, and a soft voice suddenly sounded.

"Net profit increased by 1000%, what does it mean?"

The air was silent for a moment.

It turns out that Mrs. Fu is a scumbag.

The reporting executive scratched his head, thinking about how to explain this financial term to Madam Fu in an easy-to-understand manner, so as not to hurt Madam Fu's face.

He stammered: "A 1000% increase in net profit means... that is..."

"It's because your husband is rich."

Fu Hongyun's deep and magnetic voice sounded.

Explanations are crude and useful.

Wen Xiaorou understood immediately, and clapped her little hands happily.

"Wow, that's great."

"Then my husband can buy me a lot of strawberry cakes."