Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 387 Why don't you stop what you're doing and go wash now?
The beautiful fingertips touched her chin, thinking about what to do to get away from him later.

In the living room, the man saw all the expressions and movements of the woman through a layer of transparent glass, with a sly smile on his thin lips.

After explaining the good things, I hung up the phone and pressed the off button directly.

The water in the pot was already boiling, bubbling and bubbling, but Song Qianzi didn't notice it because she was so absorbed in her thoughts.

Until the man's magnetic voice rang in his ears, "Are you thinking about me? You're so preoccupied,"

Song Qianzi was terrified.

When I lowered my head, I realized that the water had already boiled, and hurriedly removed the lid of the pot.But accidentally got smoked by the heat.

She hissed immediately in pain.

When she was about to put it to her mouth to blow, the man had already picked up her wrist one step ahead of her, strode to the sink, and turned on the faucet to the maximum.

He took her to take a shower and took it away, and then put it under the faucet to take a shower again.

Rinse several times very regularly until the redness and swelling of the fingertips are no longer visible.

After finishing, he even took her finger to his mouth and blew.

Song Qianzi was stunned for a moment.

Rong Lianye seemed to notice that the woman was looking at him in surprise, and his expression froze.

Let go of her hand, and said disdainfully: "Cook your meal well, and repay the savior!"

After finishing speaking, he left the kitchen with a cold snort.

In order to pass the time and also intend to make him forget the previous topic, he had to work hard for less than two hours to prepare a meal.

Including meal time, the whole process took nearly three hours.

Song Qianzi cleaned up the dishes in the kitchen, dropped a few drops of dishwashing liquid into the sink, and snow-white foam rose from the whole sink.

Her little white hands reached into the sink, thinking while washing the dishes.

The man who had come out of the bathroom after taking a shower came to the living room, and found the woman in the kitchen in a daze, strode in.

Suddenly a pair of big hands appeared around her waist, Song Qianzi screamed, and the plate in her hand fell to the bottom of the pool with a plop.

The tiny bubbles were splashed out by the action just now, and splashed on the two people.

She turned her head to break free from his restraints, but was wrapped even tighter by the man's strong arms.

Rong Lianye tightly locked her thin waist, his upper body was naked, and his honey-colored chest was firmly attached to her back, smelling the fragrance of orange-flavored dish soap on her body.

"Rong Lianye, let me go, I'm washing the dishes," she said awkwardly, her cheeks were red to the base of her ears, and she lacked the confidence to speak.

"Well, I'm dirty,"

Song Qianzi thought he was talking about the fact that she accidentally threw the plate into the sink just now, soiling his body, and moved again, "Then you go and wash it, I want..."

"I am talking about you."

After saying that, he clasped her shoulders with his big palm and turned her around, asking in a low voice, "Should I stop what I'm doing and go wash now?"

The man only tied a bath towel around his waist, and the smooth mermaid line and tightly arranged eight-pack abdominal muscles were impressively presented in front of her eyes. Song Qianzi felt that the blood in her whole body was boiling.

She didn't dare to look directly at his black pupils, "I, I'm fine,"

The man closed his eyes and chuckled, and let go of the hand on his shoulder. Song Qianzi thought he was going to let her go, but the fickle man suddenly bent down and hugged her horizontally.

Song Qianzi hooked his neck reflexively with both hands.

Her skin was scorching hot, while the body of the man who had just taken a shower was icy cold. The feeling of ice and fire instantly made Song Qianzi lose her mind.

(End of this chapter)