Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

He raised his hand and tied up the falling green silk on her side face behind his ears. In front of everyone around him, he bowed his head and kissed her lips. In the noise, he kissed very seriously.

Perhaps few couples kissed in front of so many people, and the people around them began to coax. Many people were not in the mood to watch the performance, and their eyes fell on them. At first, she felt embarrassed, but gradually she wrapped around his neck, tried her best to cater to him, and her body limped in his arms, like the entanglement of water and fish.

He encircled her slender waist, enjoyed her tenderness, tenderness, anger and moisture, and gave her passion, excitement and happiness. At the time of advance and retreat, she was finally drained of the last trace of air in her body by him. Knowing that she couldn't hold on, he finally let her go. She leaned on his shoulder and gasped. The red lips that had been made up after dinner had been kissed, Many stick to his lips, as if he had painted a layer of lipstick.

Fu uniform Zun is a standard straight man and never applies makeup. His original lip color is light pink. Today, she used rose lipstick to make her skin white, but it stuck to his lips, which added some joy to him.

She stared straight at his lips and couldn't help laughing. He looked at him suspiciously. He didn't know what had happened.

She laughed so much that her stomach hurt. She took out a paper towel from her bag and wiped it on his lips until she wiped off a piece of rose red. He realized that he had just stained her lipstick.

He could not help frowning. His face suddenly became gloomy and embarrassed. Although he was not a shy man, he was seen by so many people after putting on lipstick for so long, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"You looked pretty just now. If you were a woman, you would be beautiful and moving." She covered her mouth and smiled, deliberately teasing, with a trace of gloating.

"Go back and see if I don't clean you up." His hand pinched her waist, and his index finger scraped the bridge of her nose. There was a trace of anger on his face and a trace of cunning in his eyes.

She grabbed his sleeve and her smile suddenly solidified, but she couldn't hold it immediately. The more he was so angry, the more fun she felt. He was usually meticulous and serious. It was not easy to have an opportunity to expose him. Of course, she should take advantage of it.

At this time, several Chinese people crowded over, all aunts and wives from newspaper groups. When they saw this kind of affectionate little couple, they naturally couldn't help laughing.

"Look at you two. When are you going to get married?" An aunt who was about 50 years old looked at them and said something. She had some gossip on her face. When she met Chinese people in a foreign country, people couldn't help getting close. The other aunts also covered their mouths and smiled, looking back and forth on them. Aunts at this age generally knew themselves.

It turned out that they all thought he and she were little lovers in love. Also, according to the habitual thinking of the Chinese people, the feelings of marriage are generally not as good as those of falling in love. For those who hug and kiss in the street like this, the old husband and wife can't do it. The most likely ones are little lovers or newlyweds, but their clothes are really young. First, people can't tell the real age.

"We were married long ago." He smiled and clasped his fingers with her. She leaned against his shoulder, smiled and nodded.

"It's a perfect match. Did you just get married and spend your honeymoon?" The aunts looked at each other with a little shock on their faces, and then the aunt asked again.

"No, we have been married for four years. We just take time to travel." Fu qizun shook his head and said it generously and firmly, which surprised the aunts even more.

"It's rare to have such a good relationship after four years of marriage. It's only more than a year since I got married. My husband doesn't want to hold hands with me when he goes out." The aunt frowned slightly and sighed at her mouth with some envy in her eyes.

She didn't speak, just slightly pursed her lips, leaned closely against him, and a thick warm current surged up at the bottom of her heart.

The night market here is really varied. They didn't go back to the hotel until midnight. She almost ate all the way. When she returned to the hotel, her stomach was still propped up. She sat down on the sofa and couldn't help yawning.

"Go take a bath first, and I'll take a break." She didn't even want to move. She crossed her legs and was about to take out her cell phone when he suddenly picked her up.

"Let's wash together." His low voice sounded in her ear. Before she could answer, he took her to the bathroom. The hot water in the bathtub had been put away. There were many rose petals in it, which smelled fragrant.

"It's not very good. You'd better wash it first. I'll come back later." She was a little shy, and her cheeks turned crimson. Beichi gently shook her lower lip, her hands hung on her side, and her index finger kept drawing circles on her dress.

"What's wrong? I haven't seen you anywhere?" He took off his clothes, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and had a trace of evil smile on his face.

Seeing that they all came in, and it should be impossible to go out again, she simply took off her clothes and skirts. At this time, he was already lying in the bathtub. She walked towards the bathtub step by step. When she was about to lift her feet in, he suddenly stood up, raised his hand, grabbed her wrist and pulled her down. She was stunned and her feet softened, He fell heavily towards the bathtub and splashed a layer of water.

She screamed at her mouth and finally fell on his chest. Her heart couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She lay on his chest and gasped. Her body had been buried in warm water. Her long black hair was half dry and half wet, which was really charming.

His hands were walking on her back, then he turned her over and put her back against him, and her cheeks became more and more crimson.

"Fu qiaozun, why did you see me? It feels like a dream." She looked at the ceiling above with some doubts in her eyes. Sometimes she really felt like she was in a dream. The dream was so beautiful and sweet that she didn't want to wake up.

"I was distracted at that time. I just looked at you without seeing clearly. Sometimes I can't believe it's true." He kissed her hot and humid skin, and his index finger teased her long hair stuck to her chest. His voice was deep, thick and very magnetic.