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

The conversation between Fu Hongyun and Xiao Yikai became more and more biased.

Threats have already begun.

According to the unwritten custom, it is time to greet each other's eight generations of ancestors.

In order for the program to be broadcast smoothly, Director Zhang accepted it as soon as he saw it, and Xiaopang waved his hand.

"Guests, please choose your own room."

The staff took out a boxy sandalwood box.

The surface of the box is surrounded by a black curtain, which strictly blocks everyone's sight.

Full of mystery.

There are red, orange, yellow, green and blue balls in the mysterious box, and the Arabic numeral 12345 is written on the ball.

The five guests draw lots in turn, and the number of balls drawn will live in the corresponding room.

It's time to draw...

Wen Manxin and Wen Qihan looked at Fu Hongyun at the same time.

Neither of them spoke, but the meaning was obvious.

Brother Yun first...

Fu Hongyun's long and slender fingers just touched the sandalwood box.

A fleshy little paw stretched out.

Taking the first step, he reached into the sandalwood box.

"Room 2."

Xiao Yikai took the green ball and ran around slowly.

Standing at the door of Room 2, looking at the ant hole ten times smaller than his toilet.

"What the hell, this is where people live, I want to change rooms."

Director Zhang's voice resounded throughout the room as he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

"If you are a man, you will have no regrets."

"The one who dares to endure hardship is called a real man."

Xiao Yikai glanced in Wen Xiaorou's direction.

The soft and lovely girl was looking at him.

He straightened his chest: "We real men are never afraid of suffering."

"I don't want to change rooms."

He pulled the small suitcase into the house and sat on the small bed.

Quietly dejected.

Fu Hongyun is holding a blue ball with the number 5 on it.

He had observed the whole house earlier. Room 1 and Room 5 were on the left side of the living room. The two rooms were next to each other and shared a bathroom.

Just right for him and his girl.

The remaining three cats and dogs lived on the right side of the living room, and did not disturb him getting close to his girl.

Perfect……

Thinking of this, Fu Hongyun stared sharply at Wen Qihan's hand that was about to take out the sandalwood box with her eyes like a falcon.

Yellow ball, room 3.

Fu Hongyun let out a long breath.

Wen Xiaorou and Wen Manxin were the only ones left to choose.

Wen Manxin walked to the sandalwood box first.

Her fate is up to her.

She wants to hold the throat of fate tightly.

Wen Manxin moved gracefully and calmly, brushed her hair, which was already very neat, and stretched her slender fingers into the sandalwood box.

I prayed secretly in my heart.

Be sure to get the number 1 ball.

This is an excellent opportunity for her to get close to Fu Hongyun.

This variety show will be recorded for five days, and Room 1 and Room 5 are closely adjacent to each other.

Living in Room 1 means having more opportunities to get close to Fu Hongyun.

And the two rooms share a bathroom.

Sometimes there is a chance to meet Fu Hongyun in the bathroom.

If Fu Hongyun saw her just after taking a shower, she would definitely surrender to her astonishing beauty.

The woman's wet hair rested on her snow-white fragrant shoulders, her clear eyes were covered with mist, her face was flushed, her red lips were slightly parted, and she was extremely sexy.

A woman who has just taken a shower is the prettiest.

Wen Manxin is confident that as long as he is a man, he can be fascinated by her.

Unless Fu Hongyun has an illness in that area, no.

She has the usual calmness of a heroine on her face, and her manner is decent and generous.

In fact, I panicked like a dog.

Return my heroine halo.

I, Niu Hulu? Wen Manxin, was reborn and returned.

Must be number 1.

Number 1, number 1, it must be number 1.

She closed her eyes nervously, and when she opened her eyes and saw the color of the ball, her face flashed pale.

Damn it's a dog.

How could it be number 4?

What about the halo of the heroine?

Grass, she refused to accept.

Wen Manxin held the green ball, a cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and it shot straight at Wen Xiaorou.

I can't wait to cut her into pieces with my eyes.

The glowing Wen Xiaorou is really an eyesore.

Why doesn't she die.

Wen Manxin put her hands behind her back, and at an angle that no one else could see, squeezed the green ball to pieces.

The round and plump ball was broken into pitiful pieces.

Fu Hongyun stood behind Wen Xiaorou, her tall figure surrounded Wen Xiaorou in her arms.

He handed the only ball left to the girl.

Wen Xiao smiled softly, and said in a sweet voice, "Ah, Room 1 is also very good."

She took the red ball, put it in her palm and blew.

Fu Hongyun actually envied the lifeless broken ball.

Gan!

I have never been blown by her.

He stuck the girl's chin, making the girl look at him squarely.

He wanted her to always see him in her clear eyes.

only he...

Neither does the ball...

The girl's watery eyes reflected the man's extremely handsome face.

A tall nose, bright red lips, and those burning peach blossom eyes.

She seemed to see a flame in the man's eyes.

The raging fire almost burned her.

The girl's heart beat faster, and she whispered shyly and timidly: "Husband..."

When the delicate and soft "husband" came, Fu Hongyun's legs suddenly went limp.

Almost lost control.

His Adam's apple moved up and down, and his voice was low: "Go back to the house..."

Like a little tail, Wen Xiaorou followed the man into the house.

The moment the girl walked into Room 1, Fu Hongyun wrapped her arms around her and circled the girl into Room 5.

With two clicks, the door was locked.

Wen Xiaorou: I feel like I've strayed into a wolf's den.

Fu Hongyun looked around and found two cameras by the window and on the bedside.

He grabbed a blanket from the bed, and with a clatter, the two cameras were tightly covered.

Director Zhang's screen suddenly went black.

He hurriedly shouted to the surroundings: "Made, cut the camera, hurry up!"

The screen was as bright as daylight, and it was fixed on the dejected little boy with his chin resting on his hands.

The staff whispered, ridiculed and laughed endlessly, and the barrage was overwhelming.

[Brother Yun is impatient in broad daylight, and it may take a long time. 】

[This is the first time I saw such an unreserved actor, the key is Fu Hongyun who is known for his unfemininity, my old swan, have we misunderstood him too deeply? 】

[What will happen in the little black room, you can guess, I can guess, can you guess? 】

Inside the house, Fu Hongyun picked up the girl with one hand and locked her tightly in her arms.

His slender fingers stroked the girl's delicate face.

Bouncing and blowing...

Until the girl's fair skin turned abnormally red.

He rubbed his fingers up and down restlessly, and everything he touched was soft.

Fascinated by this soft and soft touch, he kneaded the girl from head to toe.

The girl lay in his arms, her big pure eyes gradually blurred, and she let out a cat-like meow.

Fu Hongyun's slender fingers clamped the girl's smooth and delicate face, with a naughty smile on her face: "Is it comfortable?"

The girl buried her face in his arms, her ears blushing with embarrassment.

The man's pair of peach blossom eye shadows were burning, revealing his wickedness, and he pinched the girl's chin: "Do you want to eat something delicious?"

Wen Xiaorou's big clear eyes were covered with mist, her cherry red lips were slightly opened, and her voice was soft and waxy: "I thought about it..."

As long as it is delicious, she loves it.

Fu Hongyun raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction: "Well, you're so good."

His princess hugged the girl, walked to the bed, put the girl on the bed, and pressed her whole body...