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

Fu Hongyun wrapped her arms around the girl's waist and lifted her from the bed.

Wen Xiaorou's straight and slender legs wrapped around the man's strong waist, her lotus-white arms wrapped around the man's swan neck, and she lay softly in the man's arms, allowing him to hold her.

Fu Hongyun sat on the chair, rubbed the girl into her arms, picked up the chopsticks with her slender fingers, and fed the girl braised pork.

The girl was in a hurry to eat at first, so Fu Hongyun deliberately slowed down the feeding so that the girl could chew and digest carefully.

The plate of braised pork was empty, and the girl finally slowed down her eating speed, eating and resting for a while, and taking a nap by the way.

The girl's little head was lazily leaning against the man's chest, tilting her head, her long curled eyelashes were half drawn, half dreaming and half awake.

Fu Hongyun put down the chopsticks and supported the girl's small head with her slender palms to prevent the girl from falling headlong into the plate.

The man kissed the girl's forehead, and with his long legs, he wrapped the petite girl in his arms and walked towards the bed.

Fu Hongyun put the girl on the bed with gentle and slow movements.

The moment the girl's body came into contact with the mattress, she suddenly opened her eyes. Her big, watery eyes were filled with mist, and she was in a daze.

She put her arms around the man's neck and acted sweetly: "Sleep with me, husband."

Fu Hongyun's heart instantly turned into a pool of spring water.

He kissed the girl's lips, and pressed against the girl's forehead, with indescribable tenderness in the subwoofer.

"Sleep together, baby."

Fu Hongyun lay sideways on the bed, hugged the girl in her arms, patted the girl's back gently with the palm of her hand, and patiently coaxed the girl to sleep.

I do not know how long it has been.

The girl finally fell asleep.

Fu Hongyun got off the bed softly, moved her arms, and turned her neck, which relieved the numbness on her shoulders, neck and arms.

He cleared the dining table and went downstairs with the tray.

The moment she left the bedroom door, Fu Hongyun put the dinner plate in the closet in the corridor, turned around and walked back to the bedroom door.

The man's beautiful peach eyes were full of gloom, and his slender fingers nimbly manipulated the intricate lock.

After confirming that the bedroom was firmly locked, Fu Hongyun went downstairs with the dinner plate again.

When they reached the first floor, Butler Zhang immediately went up to greet her and took the tableware from Fu Hongyun.

Steward Zhang nodded and lowered his eyebrows, and said respectfully, "Mr. Fu, just leave these tasks to our servants."

Fu Hongyun turned around calmly, sat on the red sandalwood dining chair, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, her slender legs crossed, and her demeanor was lazy and luxurious.

Thinking of the girl's peaceful and beautiful appearance when she was asleep, the corner of the man's mouth was slightly raised, he smiled brightly, and murmured: "How is it possible?"

His burning peach eyes were slightly squinted, with a sharp edge shining in his pupils, and his tone was menacing and domineering, revealing a chilling air.

"How could I let you get close to her!"

"How do you deserve to share a bedroom with her?"

"Only I can!"

Fu Hongyun even felt that no one else deserved to breathe fresh air with his girl.

He really wanted it very much, there were only him and the girl in the world.

The white head is inseparable, and the two will never give up until death.

The man's deep eyes are dim, full of various emotions such as arrogance, ecstasy, worry, and panic.

Those were a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, but at the moment there was a paranoid to pathological possessiveness.

Butler Zhang only took a quick glance at those eyes before he couldn't help shivering.

In those charming peach blossom eyes, there was an indescribable hostility, gloomy and cold, like a poisonous snake.

Butler Zhang was worried.

Mr. Fu's emotions are becoming more and more elusive.

It was just cold before.

It's all cloudy now.

The coldness is easy to deal with, just hide away.

It's cloudy and cloudy... It's really hard to wait.

Steward Zhang has been in the industry for decades, and for the first time he feels powerless.

He once had a business motto: There are no masters who do not serve well, only servants who do not care enough.

Now he's a little shaken.

He thinks he is loyal to Mr. Fu and cares more than anyone else, but he still can't figure out Mr. Fu's temper.

Companion is like a tiger.

He still vividly remembers the scene where Lu Feisi was almost collapsed just now.

It is too difficult to be Mr. Fu's servant.

Steward Zhang held the dinner plate and turned around silently, planning to run away.

"Wait!"

Fu Hongyun was tall and straight like a pine, sitting in front of the dining table, his knuckle fingers tapped on the table, and he said lightly: "I haven't eaten yet."

Steward Zhang's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at the empty plate, which didn't even have any soup left.

All these piles of food are eaten by the lady alone? !

That petite and skinny girl? !

so edible! !

Surprised, he didn't dare to ask, and he didn't dare to say.

He only replied respectfully: "I'm going to prepare dinner for my husband."

Fu Hongyun did a lot of exercise today, which really consumed a lot of energy. At the moment, he is very hungry and his stomach is growling.

In fact, he has been hungry since the girl fell asleep, but he has been enduring it.

The girl wants to eat.

The girl is going to sleep.

Girls are always ahead of him.

In Fu Hongyun's heart, girls are always the first.

He didn't feel bitter, let alone difficult.

He took it for granted.

Shouldn't you love her and give her the best?

Fu Hongyun crossed her arms and raised her eyes to look at the bedroom on the second floor. The door was tightly locked, and the padlock on it was very eye-catching.

The man thought the padlock was beautiful.

He stretched out his bony fingers, touched the key hanging around his neck, and smiled happily.

Fu Hongyun took out her mobile phone, opened a software, and the screen cut to the girl immediately.

Girls sleep very dishonestly, like to kick the quilt, and like to talk in sleep.

The girl in the picture is whispering in her sleep, her porcelain white smooth legs kicked the quilt away.

Seeing that the real velvet quilt was about to slide to the ground, the drowsy girl grabbed the quilt again, hugged the quilt tightly in her arms, put her plump buttocks outside the quilt, and was still muttering something.

Fu Hongyun looked at the sleeping girl, her beautiful peach eyes instantly filled with indescribable tenderness.

Gee!

Why is his softness so cute!

Even sleeping is so cute!

Fu Hongyun has been watching the girl on the monitor, fascinated.

Butler Zhang came over with the food, and looked at the gentleness on Mr. Fu's face that he had never seen before.

He realized...

He consciously stood five meters away and coughed.

Fu Hongyun came back to his senses, put away the phone seemingly indifferently, and returned to his usual self-possession.

Only then did Steward Zhang approach, and after setting up the food, he backed out automatically.

Fu Hongyun ate very lightly, with boiled broccoli, charcoal-grilled chicken breast, a piece of medium-rare steak and a glass of milk.

These foods will not make you fat, and can ensure that he has enough protein supply.

He ate the same for 12 years.

Never got tired of it.

His character is like this, if he likes it, he will like it to the end, and he will not hesitate to do anything.

Seeing Mr. Fu eating the familiar food, Steward Zhang finally found some peace of mind.

Mr. Fu is still Mr. Fu.

Stubborn to paranoid!

Paranoid to crazy!

As he likes that girl.

Love Actually!

True love will never change until death!