Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

"Are you still laughing? Don't laugh!" She looked at his face, and her face turned more red. Originally, they didn't do anything at all in the office. In this way, she seemed to have something. It was completely that there was no silver 300 Liang here, which made people fantasize.

Fu qiaozun gradually put away his smile, but there was still a faint smile on his mouth. The pen was sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger, turning up and down rhythmically. The sword eyebrow was light, and a faint lust surged up in his deep eyes. There were some wrinkles on his suit, which was serious and evil. It was really charming.

Just then, Linda broke in from the door, holding a pile of information in her hand. Maybe she was too worried and forgot to knock. As soon as she looked up and wanted to say something, her foot suddenly stopped.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu." She quickly lowered her head, said a hasty word, turned around and was about to go out.

"Come back." Fu even Zun let out a low cry behind him and leaned back in his chair. He still publicized his atmosphere and didn't feel a bit embarrassed.

"I'll go back first." Mu Yansheng saw this and didn't stay here anymore. Then he stepped up and went out.

Fu even Zun did what he said. He paid off muyanbin's gambling debt, asked muyanbin to leave here with Li Yuqin, arranged a residence for them in the field, and sent someone to supervise muyanbin to prevent him from gambling again.

Mu Yansheng never saw them again since then, which saved her a lot of trouble and enabled her to live a safe life. Fu qizun never procrastinates. She will do it if she promises her, so she believes in him more than herself.

Fu won the cooperation with high-tech product projects of American companies. For a time, he became famous and occupied the headlines of many financial magazines. At the same time, his private life was also discovered by some entertainment magazines. Naturally, as the current wife he married openly, she was not spared. The paparazzi didn't know where to take her photos. Now she even has Baidu Encyclopedia.

Fu was used to this kind of thing, so he didn't care. Although she still felt a little uncomfortable. She always felt as if everything was under the lens and had to be spied on all the time, she believed it since he said he would protect her.

After a while, Fu's work was not so tight. He was right before. Once Fu Zhenzhen's honeymoon with her overseas Chinese boyfriend passed, she was rarely tired of it. When she was tired, she came back here. It was just right that they went out on a date and the child was watched.

"Third aunt, I'll go out with Yan Sheng in two days. Burning and Wan Wan will trouble you to take care of them." Fu even Zun had booked a ticket to Bali and finally informed Fu Zhenzhen that he knew Fu Zhenzhen would promise.

"Look at what your parents do. They only care about their own happiness. They don't even care about their children." Fu Zhenzhen picked up the teacup in front of him and glanced at him gently. Her voice was sharp and joked.

"You also know that there were many things in the company some time ago. Don't I want to go out with Yan Sheng to relax? I've only been there for a few days and I'll be back soon." Fu qinzun sat beside Fu Zhenzhen with a smile on his mouth and a little soft light in his eyes.

"Well, you can go boldly and safely, son. I'll take care of it." Fu Zhenzhen still agreed. In fact, even if Fu qizun didn't say it, she was very happy. Just now she just deliberately sang the opposite tune.

Mu Yansheng was packing up in the room. He went straight upstairs, nodded and winked at her. She immediately knew that Fu Zhenzhen had promised. She raised her mouth slightly, folded his shirt and put it in the wardrobe.

"Are you sure you really don't have to tell them? If we all leave suddenly, Wan Wan is likely to cry." She looked at him solemnly, frowning slightly, her eyes serious and solemn.

"The third aunt will handle it, and with my understanding of Wan Wan, she can cry for up to 20 minutes." Fu held out two fingers and shook them in front of her. Indeed, although Wan Wan is a girl, she doesn't cry very much. Sometimes it makes her unhappy or hurts her. She cries for up to 20 minutes. When the time comes, she must stop.

Mu Yansheng remembers that she loved to cry when she was a child. After being wronged, she hid in the quilt every time and cried for a few hours. Later, she gradually grew up and stopped crying. Wan Wan should be a hereditary Fu qizun. She has fewer tears since childhood, which is better than ordinary boys.

She packed up her suitcases. When her two children went to school, she went out with Fu qiaozun and rushed to the airport. It seemed that she hadn't come out with him for a long time. Since Wan Wan got married, she would take her children everywhere, so the world between them seemed to be farther and farther away from her, but he picked it up again this time.

After arriving there, he took her straight to the hotel he had booked before. It was a sunny Double Suite facing the sea. The infrastructure, layout and decoration in it were natural. Needless to say, the most comfortable thing for her was the bed in the center, which was different from the softness of Simmons. Once she lay down, her whole body would gradually sink, and the elasticity was very good, Moreover, the material of the bed sheet is also unknown. It is not cold or dry when contacting the skin. It is very comfortable. People can't bear to get up as soon as they lie down.

The French windows and curtains on one side are wide open, and the bright sunshine outside spreads all over the room through the window. Although the weather here is wet and hot, the room is not hot at all, but warm, just like the feeling of surrounding the stove in winter.

The room is on the tenth floor. Standing by the bed and overlooking the whole beach, you can have a panoramic view of the whole beach. People are in a good mood with playful tourists, local artists singing and dancing, and all kinds of small animals and plants.

Mu Yansheng took out everything in the box, went to the bathroom to take a bath, put on a loose apricot small broken flower chiffon skirt, with long hair naturally behind him, light makeup and plain wrapping, which is very beautiful.

He walked behind her, his long arm wrapped around her slender waist, and his thin lips swam between her side face and neck. The warm breath surrounded her ears and stirred up the broken hair in her ears.

"Don't make trouble. The curtains haven't been pulled." Knowing what he wanted to do, she glanced at the wide open curtains, and two red clouds appeared on her white cheeks.

"Then let them watch." Fu held her horizontally to the bed and pressed her under her. In fact, this is the tenth floor. How can people below see the scene above? She was still a little embarrassed just lingering in front of such a large glass window.