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

Fu Hongyun hugged the girl, tightly wrapped her big palms around the girl's waist, her heart was pounding, she was still in shock.

As soon as he heard about the riot in the hall, he immediately panicked, leaving behind all the elders of Fu's parents, and hurriedly looked for his girl.

Fu Hongyun ran to the cafeteria, but did not find the familiar figure. He, who had always behaved elegantly and dignifiedly, rushed to the lobby with flustered steps, bumping into countless guests and service personnel along the way.

When he came to the hall and saw the concern in his heart, he subconsciously ran over and hugged his girl tightly.

Fortunately, people are fine.

Just fine.

The man hugged her so tightly that the girl was almost strangled.

Wen Xiaorou patted Fu Hongyun's strong arm, gasped and said angrily, "Old...husband, you're...you're going to strangle me to death."

Fu Hongyun let go of her arm in a snap, and patted the girl's back lightly to help her feel better.

Wen Xiaorou took a few deep breaths, then calmed down, and smiled sweetly at Fu Hongyun: "Husband, don't worry, Rourou is fine."

Fu Hongyun caressed the girl's tender little face with her big palm, and kept moving down, landing on the girl's slender neck, and then pulled the girl into her arms with a little force.

The man hugged the girl from behind, wrapped his arms around the girl's waist, buried his head in the girl's neck, and took a deep breath.

Fresh scent of white lotus.

There is a touch of sweetness in the charm.

nice smell...

Only when holding a girl in her arms, Fu Hongyun will feel at ease and truly feel that the girl is by her side.

He likes to hold her.

Fu Hongyun was very tall, the girl only reached his shoulders, when he leaned over to hug the girl from behind, his eyes happened to fall on the girl's... fullness.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly.

Gee!

From another angle, he saw a different scenery.

Fu Hongyun's protruding Adam's apple rolled, and the arms around the girl suddenly tightened, pressing the girl into his arms a little more.

Wen Xiaorou's back was tightly pressed against the man's chest, it was very warm and comfortable, but a little tight.

She turned her head slightly, trying to see the man's face.

Fu Hongyun buried her head in the girl's neck, exhaled hot air, and said in a deep and hoarse voice, "Good boy, don't move around!"

Wen Xiaorou noticed the abnormality of the man, and immediately stood still obediently.

The two stood in the center of the hall, their movements have been very light, others didn't notice anything wrong, only saw a pair of handsome men and beautiful women hugging each other.

In addition to being very seductive, it is also very affectionate.

In the entire hall, nearly 100 people focused their eyes on Fu Hongyun and his girl.

Fu Hongyun just hugged his girl quietly, smelling the girl's pleasant smell.

As if there were only two of them in the world.

This short-lived beauty didn't last long, and a thick voice drew everyone's attention back.

"cough!"

A tall and healthy man walked in.

The man is about 50 years old, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, sharp black eyes, aloof, arrogant and domineering, exuding a strong aura all over his body.

Fu Haolong stood in the center of the hall, followed by the elders and juniors of the Fu family, dozens of people mighty and mighty.

He looked at the four sons of the aristocratic families lying limp on the ground, and said in a majestic voice, "What's going on?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to explain.

The elder brother who was the leader, saw Fu Haolong, his eyes swollen into purple walnuts burst into light, and he struggled to crawl towards Fu Haolong.

He crawled to Fu Haolong's feet, and just about to reach out to grab Fu Haolong's trouser legs, he was scolded loudly by the Fu family on the side.

"Get your dirty hands off!"

"Master Fu is something that dirty things like you can touch!"

After speaking, a burly bodyguard came over, picked up the collar of the dirty thing, and threw it aside like trash.

With a bruised nose and a swollen face, Dirty looked at Fu Haolong and burst into tears: "Uncle, Uncle Fu!"

"It's me, I'm Meng Zhiyi!"

"I'm your nephew!"

"Uncle Fu, I was bullied, you have to judge me today!"

All the elders of the Fu family were slightly startled, they didn't recognize that the man whose face was swollen like pork with blood all over his face was Meng Zhiyi.

Meng Zhiyi is Fu Haolong's nephew, and has something to do with the Fu family.

The current situation made the seniors and juniors of the Fu family feel a little embarrassed and lost face.

Fu Haolong was majestic, without even looking at his nephew on the ground, his voice was like a rainbow: "Is there no law in my great empire?"

"This kind of aggressive and ruthless rape happened in public!"

"Is there any host for this banquet? Where is Wen Chunyang?"

As soon as Wen Chunyang and his wife came to the lobby from the private room of the hotel, they heard the voice that frightened him the most in the entire empire.

Fu Haolong looked around coldly, and saw Wen Chunyang at the top of the stairs, he just glanced at it lightly, and Wen Chunyang's heart trembled.

Wen Chunyang left his wife behind, ran over like a pug, bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows at Fu Haolong and said, "Master Fu, you are looking for me!"

Wen Chunyang ran so fast that he only saw Fu Haolong's tall and burly body in his eyes, and he didn't even notice the four bloody, half-dead disgusting things lying on the ground.

Fu Haolong glanced sharply and motioned for Wen Chunyang to see the scene on the ground.

Wen Chunyang followed Fu Haolong's gaze and looked at the ground, his heart skipped a beat.

good guy!good guy!

Where did you come from such a disrespectful kid who dared to come to his birthday party to make trouble.

Wen Chunyang suddenly felt that this was a great shame and a blatant provocation to him.

He looked around, his face was gloomy and vicious: "Who the hell did this?!"

"Dare to bully me, Wen Chunyang!"

"I'm so fucked up!"

Lu Shuixian: The guests all focused their attention on Wen Chunyang's wife, Lu Shuixian.

Lu Shuixian's beautiful face suddenly turned blood red, and she really wanted to get into the cracks in the ground.

Wen Chunyang's young and handsome face was so angry that it deformed, and he stood in the middle of the hall aggressively, vowing to find someone who made him lose face.

Meng Zhiyi crawled to Wen Chunyang's feet again, pulled Wen Chunyang's trouser legs, and coughed up a puddle of blood very appropriately.

He looked up at the pig's face that had been beaten so badly that he couldn't see his facial features clearly: "Master Wen, you have to make the decision for us!"

"Chopin did it too!"

"Chopin also beat people for no reason!"

"Beat the four of us half to death!"

"He is not only an insult to us, but also a provocation to you, Mr. Wen!"

"Master Wen, today is your fiftieth birthday party, and he, Chopin, is deliberately embarrassing you!"

"You, you must uphold justice for the four of us!"

His instigation and discord just touched Wen Chunyang's heart.

Wen Chunyang is famous for his good face, his head can be broken, blood can be shed, and his face can't be lost!

He immediately stared at Chopin fiercely.

Chopin also chuckled lightly, and walked out of the crowd slowly.

He folded his arms, with a casual smile on his handsome face.

"I did hit the man."

"I still fight today."

"What can you do with me?"