Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

He put Wan Wan on the ground and asked the servant to take them back to the room. Mu Yansheng raised his hand to wipe the mucus on his side face, put his hands around his neck, and his forehead just touched his chest. She had to admit that she was reluctant to give up.

"You've been out for three days. Apart from business, you can't do anything bad behind my back. The three of us are still waiting for you at home." She grabbed the tie on his neck, smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, and gently picked the sword eyebrow with a trace of dignity between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Why, don't worry?" He gently pinched her chin and put her face into his eyes. Any slight expression of her could not escape his eyes. Her warm and soft finger abdomen stroked upstream of her lips, with a faint smile on her mouth.

"There are so many wild bees, waves and butterflies around you. Can I rest assured?" She lowered her eyes slightly, her slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, her face became solemn, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help falling.

"But in my heart, wild flowers have no fragrance of home flowers." He slowly came to her ear. The hot and humid breath surrounded her ear, with the charm of charming heartstrings, stirred the broken hair in her ear, crisp and itchy, and made her mouth twitch.

"When I come back, let's go on a trip, just the two of us." He came to her ear, and a low voice sounded in her ear, like a wisp of breeze pouring into her dry heart.

"What about the child?" She raised her head, her forehead against his chin, and her dark eyes seemed to contain a Wang of spring water, flexible and gentle.

"Let the third aunt come and see for a few days. It'll be fine." What he said is that the clouds are light and the wind is light. Anyway, Fu Zhenzhen also likes burning and wanwan. It's just time for her to come and enjoy the happiness of her family. She should be happy too late.

"Isn't that too troublesome for the third aunt? Besides, the third aunt is traveling around with her boyfriend and may not be able to come back." She fell on his chest and thought about it in her heart, but she still felt something wrong.

"The third aunt has been dating that man for some time, and the sweet period is almost over. I know her and promise that she will definitely come back within five days." Fu's eyes were full of confidence and determination. After living with Fu Zhenzhen for so many years, he still had this confidence.

"Well, tell your third aunt." She nodded, and a sly smile appeared on her mouth. It's better for him to speak about this kind of thing. After all, Fu Zhenzhen grew up watching him.

"You just call me, don't you give me some compensation?" His long white fingers inserted into her long black hair, fiddling with her long soft hair in circles, with a trace of evil smile on his face.

"How do you want me to compensate?" She was confused by him, raised her eyes slightly, looked at him suspiciously, tooted her lips, the blush on her face had not receded, and looked particularly delicate and timid.

He didn't speak, but instead pressed her under his body. His hands walked on her smooth, white and tender skin, gently bit her tender earlobe, and his desire spread throughout the room.

"Didn't you just say that?" She twisted her body and resisted slightly. After all, the intimacy just now had exhausted her. If she did it again, she might not be able to get out of bed. I really don't know why he is so interested today. It seems that he can't be satisfied. It's really abnormal compared with before.

Sure enough, she was right. After this time, she didn't have the strength to get out of bed. She seemed to get up and put her clothes on the bed. There was nothing she could do after struggling for a few times. Fu qizun got out of bed and went to the bathroom. A moment later, there was a pattering sound of running water in the bathroom.

She also simply gave up the struggle and lay in bed in the most comfortable position, waiting for him to solve it. Anyway, he insisted, and now he has to be responsible.

He came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. Drops of water trickled down his refined short hair from time to time, slowly sliding down his strong chest. His angular face showed fortitude and wildness. The position of the bath towel was just right. It seemed that his chest was full of legs and his figure was comparable to that of a male model.

"Is that how I look?" He glanced at her faintly and just caught her eyes. There was a trace of evil smile on his mouth. His sword eyebrow was light, and the provocation between his eyebrows was particularly charming.

"Who looks at you? You're amorous." She found that she had been staring at him from the moment he came out of the bathroom. She quickly withdrew her eyes and finally retreated. Two red clouds appeared on her flushed cheeks.