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

The little girl nestled obediently in the man's arms, raised her little head, and stared at the man without blinking.

Fu Hongyun curled her lips into a smile, and tapped the girl's upturned nose with her slender and cold fingers.

He kissed the girl's forehead and murmured in a low voice: "My Roubao, my husband won't run away again, do you want to keep an eye on her so closely?"

Wen Xiaorou wrapped her arms around the man's thin waist, put her white arms on the man's broad and strong chest, her eyebrows and eyes were curved.

"Husband can't run away. Even if he does, Rourou will catch you back."

Fu Hongyun closed her eyes slightly, with a warm smile on her face: "Don't run away, I will stay in Rourou's palm for the rest of my life."

Wen Xiaorou held the man's big palm and kissed lightly: "En!"

Fu Hongyun turned her wrist and intertwined with the girl's fingers, her voice was low and hoarse: "My dear baby, I'm a little tired, I'm going to sleep for a while."

Wen Xiaorou hugged the man: "Okay, I will accompany you by the side, my husband can sleep."

Fu Hongyun's slightly closed eyes were tightly closed, her consciousness gradually became chaotic, and she fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep is three days and three nights.

He summoned the wind dragon with a mortal body, and his vitality was exhausted.

If Wen Xiaorou hadn't injected him with a torrent of spiritual power, he might have died in the underground castle long ago.

During the three days and three nights when Fu Hongyun was asleep, Wen Xiaorou didn't close her eyes.

She always guards Fu Hongyun's side, and checks his breath at regular intervals.

The man lay peacefully on the bed, his handsome and incomparable face was peaceful, his cold white skin gradually returned to blood color, as bright and dazzling as before.

Wen Xiaorou lay beside the man's bed, and after injecting a new wave of spiritual power into the man, she began to wipe the man's face with a wet towel.

She imitated the way a man took care of her, with gentle movements, patience and meticulousness.

After doing all this, the little girl rested her chin on her hands and looked at the man carefully.

The man's body was gradually improving, and a stubble of gray ash appeared on his suet-like chin.

Wen Xiaorou touched the man's chin, and the delicate little hand was slightly painful from the prick.

She ran to the bathroom, took out the electric razor that men usually use, and shaved the man intimately.

Wen Xiaorou knew that Fu Hongyun was obsessed with cleanliness, if he was awake, he would never allow his face to be disfigured.

This is the first time she shaves a man, her movements are green and ignorant, and she is careful, for fear of causing discomfort to the man.

After some cleaning, Wen Xiaorou let out a long breath, as if she had accomplished a great event.

She was lying beside the man, nestling in the crook of his neck, without speaking, just staring at him quietly.

She knew that her husband would wake up, so she would wait for him without making a fuss.

The bedroom door was pushed open.

Tang Yuan walked in and was startled when he saw the two hugging each other on the bed.

Seeing her come in, Wen Xiaorou hurriedly hissed, opened her mouth, and mouthed: "He's sleeping!"

Tang Yuan nodded, pointed to the location of the door, and motioned to speak.

Wen Xiaorou tiptoed out of bed, stepped on soft cotton slippers, and gently closed the bedroom door.

The little girl was wearing a small white cotton skirt at this time. The skirt itself was a slim fit, but it looked empty when worn on the little girl.

In the past three days, she has lost a lot of weight and looks more and more slender.

Tang Yuan glanced at the little girl's fine pink ankle, and his eyes touched the exquisitely crafted gold anklet on her ankle.

She knew that this anklet couldn't trap the fairy.

Unless Faerie wants to.

Seeing Tang Yuan staring at the rings on her feet, Wen Xiaorou smiled brightly, revealing two small white canine teeth.

"This is a gift from my husband."

"It's so beautiful!"

"And it's for couples!"

Tang Yuan: As long as she is happy.

Wen Xiaorou followed Tang Yuan downstairs, and as soon as she sat on the dining chair, Tang Yuan held her hand.

A silver streamer passed through Wen Xiaorou's body through the fingertips.

Warm feeling.

Wen Xiaorou smiled slightly at Tang Yuan: "Thank you, Sister Tang."

Tang Yuan was taken aback, and his voice was dry: "Don't thank me, this is what I should do."

Wen Xiaorou leaned on Tang Yuan's shoulder softly.

Tang Yuan's body froze, and then he straightened his shoulders, making it more comfortable for the little girl to lean on.

Butler Zhang brought the food over and placed it in front of the girl.

Braised pork, big roast chicken, milk egg custard, pumpkin pie, and strawberry cake for dessert.

All girls love to eat.

Wen Xiaorou glanced lightly, and said in a weary voice, "I can't eat..."

Steward Zhang sighed, and retreated silently.

Tang Yuan scooped up a spoonful of milk and egg custard and handed it to the girl's mouth, coaxing her softly: "Xiao Rou, take a bite, if you continue like this, you will collapse before Mr. Fu wakes up."

Hearing this, Wen Xiaorou swallowed the milk egg custard without chewing it.

Unable to control it, the little girl's eyes were wet again, her shoulders trembled, and the voice of the little nurse was crying: "Sister Tang, when will my husband wake up?"

"He has never slept for so long! Tang Yuan sighed, took the girl into his arms, and patted the girl's back lightly: "I will wake up!Will definitely wake up! "

"The doctor checked. Mr. Fu is in good health. He may be too tired. He needs to rest more."

Wen Xiaorou choked with sobs: "Yeah!"

The little girl curled up in Tang Yuan's arms, her eyes were red, and she looked pitiful.

She stretched out her arms to embrace Tang Yuan's back.

Suddenly, a big palm grabbed that snow-white slender hand and wrapped it tightly in the palm of it.

The warmth in the palm scalded Wen Xiaorou.

She turned her head, and the clear and innocent deer eyes were full of joy: "Husband!"

"Ahhhh—husband!"

"When did you wake up?!"

Fu Hongyun wrapped his long arms around the little girl's shoulders, supported her legs, and enclosed the little girl in her body.

From the corner of his eye, the man glanced at the hand that had just been placed on the little girl's back.

Tang Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

Princess Fu Hongyun hugged the girl, sat on a chair beside her, rubbed the girl into her arms, kissed the girl's wet eyes, and said in a low and doting voice, "Little crying bag!"

"Poor little crying bag!"

"Is my Roubao made of water? He cries so much!"

Wen Xiaorou sat in the man's arms, her white arms were like two silver chains, tightly locking the man's waist.

"People are not only made of water, but also grew up in the water!"

Fu Hongyun kissed away the teardrops at the end of the girl's eyes, her thin lips slid down the end of the eyes, and then stopped on the girl's watery mouth, kissing vigorously.

Wen Xiaorou lay obediently in the man's arms, allowing him to ask for kisses.

Tang Yuan and Zhang Butler quietly exited the living room and dismissed all the servants in the villa.

After a long kiss, Fu Hongyun finally let go of the girl.

The foreheads of the two were touching, with a thin layer of blush on their faces, and they were panting in panic.

Fu Hongyun exerted a little strength with his arm, pinched the girl's waist, and put the girl on the red rosewood dining table.

The man's eyes were scorching hot, he looked at the girl without blinking, like eating people...