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

Wen Chunyang and Lu Shuixian had already arranged vehicles. They knew that Fu Hongyun didn't like to ride with outsiders, so they arranged two vehicles.

Fu Hongyun and Wen Xiaorou were in a car alone.

In the carriage, Fu Hongyun pressed the girl and kissed passionately.

The seat had already been adjusted into a reclining chair. Fu Hongyun padded the suit jacket on the leather seat, and the little girl lay obediently on it, showing her two slender and smooth legs.

Fu Hongyun hugged the girl, her thin lips gliding over the girl's delicate eyebrows and cherry pink lips.

The tingling electric shock made the girl tremble slightly.

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The Wen Family Mansion...

Wen Chunyang and Lu Shuixian got out of the car, they walked to the car behind them, and tapped on the car lightly.

The driver got out of the car first.

With embarrassment on his face, he nodded towards Wen's couple, and said in a stiff voice, "Master, madam, the partition has been raised."

This sentence has a lot of meaning.

In every luxury car of the imperial chaebol, there will be a bulletproof partition that can be lifted freely between the driver and the back seat to separate the driver from the rich.

Once the partition is raised, there are two worlds before and after.

Hearing what the driver said, Wen Chunyang and Lu Shuixian were startled, with a slightly embarrassed look on their faces.

Wen Chunyang and Lu Shuixian looked at each other, they walked out of the spacious and bright parking floor, and went back to the main building of Wen's house first.

a long time……

Fu Hongyun carried the little girl out of the parking floor.

The little girl's face was flushed, and there were still two light tears on her delicate oval face, and there was a layer of mist in Qing Lingling's big eyes, making her look coquettish and pitiful.

She nestled wearily in the man's arms, her lotus-white arms wrapped around the man's thin waist, like a delicate water lotus flower that has just experienced wind and rain.

Under the guidance of the servant, Fu Hongyun carried Wen Xiaorou into the lobby of the main building.

In the hall, Wen Chunyang and Lu Shuixian sat at the main seats, and Wen Qihan and Wen Manxin sat next to each other on the other side.

Seeing Fu Hongyun and Wen Xiaorou come in, the faces of the four showed different colors.

Wen Chunyang and Lu Shuixian were overjoyed.

Wen Qihan and Wen Manxin were filled with grief and indignation.

Fu Hongyun hugged the girl, glanced at her beautiful peach eyes, and asked directly, "Where is the bedroom?"

Wen Chunyang and Lu Shuixian originally planned to get close to Fu Hongyun and cultivate a relationship, but now seeing Fu Hongyun's eagerness to wait, they gave up.

Lu Shuixian glanced at the little girl in Fu Hongyun's arms, her face was covered with gloom.

The little girl was wrapped in a thin cashmere blanket, and her whole body was tightly wrapped, except for a pair of snow-white and exquisite little feet exposed outside.

Lu Shuixian glanced at the little girl's little feet inadvertently, and his expression was shocked.

Blooming bruises bloomed on the little girl's snow-white feet, like a piece of exquisite white jade, stained with a little ink.

Charming...

The beauty is enchanting and dazzling.

Of course, Lu Shuixian couldn't appreciate this kind of beauty.

She just felt it was an eyesore.

Lu Shuixian rested his fingers on his forehead and waved to Fu Hongyun. The gentleness in his voice was much less gentle: "The room is on the second floor, Xinxin, you lead Mr. Fu upstairs."

Wen Manxin got up, and said to Wen's couple with a low eyebrow, "Yes, Mom."

On the second floor, the moment Wen Manxin and his wife were out of sight, the kindness on Wen Manxin's face disappeared instantly.

She cast a cold glance at Wen Xiaorou in Fu Hongyun's arms, her long and narrow phoenix eyes almost burst into flames.

Hug hug!

Keep hugging!

Is she a baby who can't walk? !

With legs and feet, why not walk by yourself? !

Could it be that she can't live without a man!

I will nest in the arms of a man every day!

Who is it that she pretends to be pitiful and weak?

She is deliberately showing her affection to Wen Manxin!

Deliberately showing off that you are favored!

Deliberately hit her Wen Manxin in the face!

Just wanted to show off in front of Wen Manxin!

Pooh!

This insidious and cunning bitch Bai Lianhua!

Wen Manxin walked in front of Fu Hongyun, her face was gloomy, and her pretty face was full of anger.

The anger of jealousy is not only burning her body, but also tormenting her heart.

She hurriedly walked to the door of the bedroom and opened it.

Fu Hongyun carried the girl into the bedroom and put the girl on the bed.

His movements were gentle, as if he was treating an incomparably precious piece of porcelain.

Careful and full of pity.

The girl sat on the edge of the bed. Fu Hongyun bent her long legs and knelt down on one knee to help her take off her high heels.

He carefully helped the girl untie the straps, put the high heels aside, covered the girl's little feet with his big palms, and massaged her feet and ankles intimately.

The strength is neither light nor heavy, and it relieves the little girl's discomfort in wearing high heels.

Fu Hongyun was so focused that she didn't notice that there was a living person standing at the door.

Wen Xiaorou moved her ankle a bit, her delicate little feet twirled in the man's hand, and even hooked the man's palm with her toes on purpose.

It tickled the man's heart.

Fu Hongyun smiled slightly, and looked up at the little girl with tenderness in her eyes.

The little girl's voice was waxy: "Honey, my feet are not sore anymore."

"Sit down and rest, too."

Wen Xiaorou stroked Fu Hongyun's soft, broken hair with her fingers, and her fingers slid lightly. They stopped on the man's strong and powerful arm, and pulled up, trying to pull the man up.

"Husband, please sit with me."

"Honey, I want a hug."

Fu Hongyun smiled brightly, stood up, sat beside the little girl, held her in her arms, and kneaded her.

The man lifted the little girl's chin to her forehead, wanting to kiss her.

Wen Xiaorou turned her head slightly, buried her little head in the man's arms, and refused with a whimper.

Fu Hongyun chased after the girl's lips with great interest.

The girl's big, round deer eyes blinked lightly, and her voice was delicate: "No, there is someone."

Hearing this, Fu Hongyun was startled.

He glanced coldly at the door, and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

That eyesore is still there!

While Fu Hongyun was disgusted, she also secretly sighed for her vigilance.

He has always had amazing insight and high vigilance, but now it seems... weakened...

For such a long time, he didn't even notice that there was a big living person standing at the door!

Fu Hongyun secretly sighed in her heart.

His beautiful peach blossom eyes showed a sharp edge, his eyes were as cold as winter ice, and he said to the door: "Aren't you leaving yet?!"

"Don't you feel that you are an eyesore and disgusted by others!"

"What? Are you waiting for me to reward you with a tip?!"

Fu Hongyun's character is just like this, indifferent and indifferent, she doesn't talk much on weekdays, but when she speaks, she can always choke to death.

Wen Manxin's complexion changed suddenly, the originally rosy face suddenly turned pale.

Fu Hongyun was deliberately disgusting her!

What do you say to reward her with a tip!

Isn't this insulting!

How could she, a young lady who grew up in the family of the four major chaebols in the empire, reach out and ask for rewards from others!

Only servants and minions ask for tips!

How could she, Wen Manxin, ask Fu Hongyun for a tip!

Fu Hongyun is blatantly belittling her.

There was no blood on Wen Manxin's face, not even a trace of blood on her lips.

Her first reaction was to fight back, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Fu Hongyun's cold and piercing eyes.

Cowardly...

She angrily closed the door and left.

Fu Hongyun sneered at the door, her dark eyes were full of sarcasm.

He turned to look at the little girl in his arms, and his face regained the warmth that only belonged to girls.

He picked up the girl with one hand, stood up and walked to the bathroom.

"Baby, let's go take a bath."