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

Wen Qihan was stunned by the roar, and stood there blankly, looking at the slightly disheveled man and woman hugging each other.

Fu Hongyun stood in front of Wen Xiaorou, her tall body held her tightly in her arms, straightened her shoulder straps that slid to her forearms, and helped her tidy up her clothes.

Seeing Wen Qihan still standing where he was, Fu Hongyun's deep eyes were full of ferocity, and her voice was as sharp as winter ice: "Get out..."

Butler Zhang ran in quickly and dragged Wen Qihan back to the living room.

Wen Qihan sat on the sofa with his head in his hands, regretting his mistakes.

He shouldn't be here today.

It's really unlucky fucking opened the door, unlucky got home.

Shaoqing, Fu Hongyun came out with the little girl in her arms, sitting on the sofa opposite Wen Qihan, with extraordinary momentum, as cold as an emperor.

"I'll give you three minutes to explain."

Wen Qihan faltered: "I...I..."

Fu Hongyun's voice was cold: "59, 58...50..."

"One minute is up, get out."

Wen Qihan was dumbfounded, his knowledge was refreshed.

It turns out that in Fu Hongyun's world, there are only 1 seconds in a minute.

He didn't say anything, and he was about to be kicked out.

He has suffered a lot for coming here today.

In addition to being beaten up, he was also yelled at.

Thinking of this, Wen Qihan was very unconvinced, he glanced at Wen Xiaorou in the man's arms, and suddenly gained confidence.

After all, he was also Wen Xiaorou's biological brother. If Fu Hongyun wanted to marry Wen Xiaorou, he had to pass the test of his mother's family.

He couldn't afford to offend Fu Hongyun, but he could always afford to offend the butler Zhang who threw him.

With this in mind, Wen Qihan is ready to regain the lost face.

He coughed, and squinted at Butler Zhang: "Brother Yun, I, Wen Qihan, is also the eldest son of the Wen family. I came to you today, and I just walked in. I didn't do anything, and I was beaten up by your old housekeeper." Meal."

"If my Wen family knows, how should I treat you, how should I treat the Fu family's family style, and how can I be willing to marry my daughter to you."

He talked to Wen's family, which meant that Wen Xiaorou was also a member of his Wen family. If Fu Hongyun wanted to marry Wen Xiaorou, he had to pass their Wen family's test, and he had to take their Wen family seriously.

And you have to hold it in your hands and pay tribute to it.

Fu Hongyun glanced at Steward Zhang, then looked at Wen Qihan, and said coldly, "Then according to what you say, it's Steward Zhang's fault?"

Hearing this, Wen Qihan showed joy on his face, and secretly felt complacent.

It seems that the trick of moving the Wen family out is quite effective.

Fu Hongyun followed suit.

Wen Qihan continued beaming with joy: "Brother Yun, I'm not a stingy person, let me see, just punish Steward Zhang a little."

"Deduct Steward Zhang's salary for this month, and fine his bonus for this year, and drive him out of Fu's house."

"Oh, by the way, you have to issue a banning order in the housekeeping industry, prohibiting them from hiring Butler Zhang."

"People like Steward Zhang who lack professionalism and professionalism cannot be laid off and re-employed. Doesn't this delay the family tradition?"

"A wealthy family like ours must never hire a brainless fool like Steward Zhang."

"Even my dignified eldest son of the Wen family doesn't look down on him, does he still remember his identity as a servant?"

"A servant should keep his duty as a servant. Can a lowly person like you provoke the eldest son of my consortium family?"

"Brother Yun, do you think I'm right?"

Fu Hongyun patted the girl in his arms lightly with his knuckle fingers, his expression was calm and he couldn't see any emotion, he said coldly: "Is it finished?"

Wen Qihan didn't realize that the danger was approaching, and there was still an arrogant smile on his face.

He squinted at Butler Zhang, waiting to see his joke: "It's over, Brother Yun, hurry up and punish this servant who doesn't understand the rules."

A cold light flashed in Fu Hongyun's beautiful peach blossom eyes. He slowly took out the Kodat 36 pistol from his arms, blew slightly on the muzzle, and then pointed the muzzle at Wen Qihan's head. Cold as a knife.

"I gave you face, didn't I?"

"When is it my Fu Hongyun's butler's turn to point fingers?"

"Who gave you the courage?"

"Just because you are the blood of the Wen family?"

"Who are you scaring the Wen family here one by one? Did I, Fu Hongyun, scare you too much?"

"When I, Fu Hongyun, was ups and downs in the mall, you were still wearing crotch pants!"

"Just because you dare to yell at me, believe it or not, I'll kill you today."

After speaking, Fu Hongyun covered Wen Xiaorou's eyes with one hand, and pulled the trigger with the other hand.

As long as his finger is lightly pressed, Wen Qihan will be reduced to a species in the underworld.

Wen Qihan was completely frightened and dumbfounded, he couldn't finish his words when he stuttered: "Yun...Brother Yun, I...I don't mean this..."

"I mean... How should I put it, he is also Wen Xiaorou's brother."

"You...you can't kill me!"

At the critical moment, Wen Qihan moved out the younger sister whom he had never acknowledged.

He has always looked down on Wen Xiaorou the most. He despises her for being stupid and stupid. He also despises her for growing up in a ravine. Most importantly, he despises her for being the Wen family chaebol.

Moreover, Wen Qihan and Wen Manxin had a very good relationship since they were young. Wen Qihan was hospitalized for a month, and it was Wen Manxin who always guarded and took care of him.

Wen Qihan was worried that this so-called sister by blood would steal the limelight from Wen Manxin, whom he had loved since childhood.

But at this moment of life and death, Wen Qihan couldn't care less about it anymore, and flaunted his identity as a brother one by one, wishing to recognize Wen Xiaorou immediately on the spot.

He glanced at Wen Xiaorou, expecting Wen Xiaorou to say something for him.

Wen Xiaorou was lazily lying in Fu Hongyun's arms, with her arms around the man's slender waist, her small head resting on the man's powerful arms, drowsy.

Husband's arms are so comfortable.

It is more comfortable than silk quilts, down quilts, wool quilts, and cotton quilts.

It was warm and warm.

There is also a faint fragrance and abundant spiritual power.

It's really a good place to refresh your spiritual power.

Wen Xiaorou was immersed in Fu Hongyun's embrace, and never heard Wen Qihan mention her at all.

Seeing that Wen Xiaorou didn't respond, Wen Qihan panicked and shouted anxiously: "Wen Xiaorou, you're dumb, hurry up and say something."

"Don't you want to recognize me as your brother the most? I'll give you a chance. Tell me, am I your brother?"

Wen Xiaorou's drowsiness was completely awakened by his voice.

She blinked her eyes, flickering her long curled eyelashes, pursed her cherry red mouth in dissatisfaction, and her glutinous little milk voice was fierce.

"You hate it!"

"Who wants to recognize you as a brother, you are not my brother."

"I only have six older sisters, and never had any older brothers."

"You just want to trick people into calling you brother, so I won't be fooled by you!"

She arched into Fu Hongyun's arms and pressed against his chest.

The little girl raised her soft pink face and looked at the handsome man with aggrieved eyes.

"Honey, he bullied me again!"

Fu Hongyun lowered her head and kissed her lips, her voice filled with infinite tenderness: "Baby, my husband will help you clean him up!"