Quit pampering

Wen Ying raised her head happily, and the deep joy in her eyes overflowed, giving her eyes a moving light.

Her black and white pupils clearly reflected his appearance.

Fu Yanlou couldn't help but kiss her, and reluctantly let her go after a few minutes, "Yingying, I'm going to take a shower first."

Wen Ying glanced under him, quickly looked away, and nodded, "Go ahead."

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Wen Ying walked to the closet and took out the black box from under the closet.

She stared at it for nearly a minute, then opened the lid, took out the skirt inside, and walked quickly to the cloakroom.

...

The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped.

Wen Ying glanced at the bathroom door, pulled the silk quilt and covered her chin.

A pair of eyes stared at the ceiling, his mind wandering.

"click"

The bathroom door opened with a sound, Wen Ying suddenly felt a little nervous, and her heart beat inexplicably faster.

The lights in the room were turned off, leaving only two lamps on the bedside tables on both sides.

The light is dim and ambiguous.

Fu Yanlou walked to the bed and sat down, looking into Wen Ying's bright peach blossom eyes. There seemed to be other emotions in those eyes, which he didn't understand.

"I thought you were asleep."

"No."

Wen Ying touched her heart, which was still beating violently. How could she sleep?

Not only will your face feel hot, but your entire body will feel hot.

It's strange, is the drinking power so strong?

"I still have some work matters to deal with." Fu Yanlou looked at the time and said, "If you're sleepy, go to bed first? I'll probably be busy for about an hour."

Wen Ying, "..."

What time has it been and are you still busy with work?

Seeing that Fu Yanlou was about to stand up and leave, Wen Ying's hand emerged from the quilt and held his wrist precisely.

Fu Yanlou looked down. Under her silence, he touched her cheek with his other hand, "What's wrong? Can't sleep alone?"

Wen Ying's eyes were charming and her voice was soft, "What if I said... yes."

"Then I'll sleep with you first." Fu Yanlou didn't hesitate.

No matter what it is, Wen Ying is always his first choice.

Wen Ying pulled his hand into the warm quilt, hesitated for a moment, and then took his hand and placed it somewhere on her body.

She didn't say a word, but her highly suggestive movements and charming eyes gave him a huge shock.

Fu Yanlou lifted the quilt from her body and looked away from her with difficulty. A feeling of embarrassment came over him. Fu Yanlou's eyes turned back and fell on her face. The delicate face in his eyes was open and frank. .

But thoughtful...

How obvious it is.

Tano.

How bad.

What a surprise to him.

"..."

Quiet.

The bedroom is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe a dozen seconds, maybe a few minutes, before Fu Yanlou heard his calm voice, "Yingying?"

Wen Ying was too shy to look him in the eyes, her red lips opened and closed, "The engagement gift from Junzhi has not been used yet..." She licked her lips, her throat was a little dry, and her voice didn't seem to be hers. , "After all, it's all my thoughts. I can't waste it, right, so I'll use it. In this case, do you still have to go to work?"

Wen Ying blinked, his expression extremely innocent.

Fu Yanlou's eyebrows twitched. He knew that the engagement gift that Miss Lu gave to Yingying was placed at the bottom of the cabinet by Yingying. Even if it was a couple, Fu Yanlou did not open it out of privacy to see what was inside. He closed his eyes and opened them again. Open, "Yingying..."

"Why do you keep calling me by my name?" Wen Ying was shy herself, but seeing Fu Yanlou's appearance, all shyness was forgotten, "You don't like it, do you? Okay, you don't If you like it, I'll change it."

Wen Ying sat up and was about to get out of bed, but the next second she was pressed on the bed.

Only then did he realize that the man's eyes were red, glowing with a faint red light.

She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out.

Fu Yanlou hooked his tongue into hers, gradually turning from gentle to passionate.

Wen Ying thought, indeed, no man can resist the temptation - the temptation of uniform.
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The moon is high.

It's one o'clock in the morning.

Fu Yanlou had just crawled out of Yingying's warm and fragrant soft jade quilt.

Yingying was so tired that she fell asleep.

Compared to her, Fu Yanlou looked satisfied and carefree, contented and unrestrained.

There was a laptop in front of him, and he was typing on the keyboard with his eyebrows focused. He looked clearly serious, but there were obvious scratches on the black bathrobe with his open chest. This appearance gave him a romantic air. Duanfang is abstinent, and these qualities do not conflict with him, but instead create another charming charm.

Just one look will make you fall in love.

The moonlight outside the window was pale, reflecting the warm interior.

After finishing the work at hand, Fu Yanlou exited the page.

On the computer used for work, the wallpaper generously displayed the beauty of his wife.

It was a scene of Wen Ying dancing on the stage.

Soft, beautiful, and elegant, with her frozen dance postures, the peerless dancer in the novel has a face.

Fu Yanlou closed his laptop.

He pushed open the master bedroom door, lifted one side of the quilt and lay down on the bed. The movement did not alarm Wen Ying, but he felt the man's breath approaching in his dream. Wen Ying seemed to consciously press into his arms, hug him, and face She also rubbed it on his chest, looking obedient and soft.

Fu Yanlou pressed a kiss on the top of her head, contentedly holding her to sleep.

When Wen Ying woke up the next day, she saw a man getting dressed behind her back.

The light fell on him through the floor-to-ceiling windows, like a layer of soft light.

Through the light, Wen Ying saw that his strong back was full of chaotic marks, all left by her last night, which were intense and absurd.

All kinds of things last night.

Subvert Wen Ying's cognition.

Fu Yanlou put on his shirt and turned around while buttoning it.

Wen Ying felt guilty for some reason and pulled the quilt up to cover herself.

She hid under the quilt, feeling a little annoyed. What was she doing?

What to hide?

Wen Ying pulled back the quilt and looked directly into the man's smiling eyes. Her eyes widened. She heard Fu Yanlou's hoarse laughter falling in her ears. Wen Ying bit her lip and said, "Why don't you go to work yet?" What are you doing?"

Seducing her so early in the morning?

Fu Yanlou kissed her on the lips and said, "I'm going."

Wen Ying pushed his chest and said, "Go quickly."

Where can I push.

Fu Yanlou didn't move, he was calm and relaxed, and asked with a half-smile, "Yingying is shy?"

How could Wen Ying admit it? He threw back a specious question, "Is there any?"

You’ve done it all, is it interesting to be shy now?

She took the initiative and no one forced her.

Fu Yanlou smiled. Even in the past, Yingying would deny it outright if it didn't happen. Now she felt guilty and lacked confidence. He didn't expose her, and the smile on his face deepened, "It's fine if it doesn't happen."