Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

Fu Shimo's voice was hoarse and violent: "besides, since you add food to my food and lock the door here, you know it will be like this. What else are you going to do?"

In this case, only Ji Nanchu is the ultimate beneficiary. If Ji Nanchu is pregnant this time, the beneficiary is not Ji Nanchu.

"I, didn't..." Ji Nanchu desperately broke free Fu Shimo's arms. On the contrary, he buckled her more tightly, plundering her whole breath, and her chest vibrated violently.

Ji Nanchu opened his eyes slightly. At this time, Fu Shimo narrowed and covered his usual aggressiveness, overlapping with the deepest shadow in his heart.

Heart wave concussion, the beginning of the South season seems to see the same, the body's action stopped down.

Fu Shimo's eyebrows slightly frowned, just a trace of reason told him not to be involved with Ji Nanchu, but his body had already controlled him.

This is all done by Ji Nanchu herself. What does she want in her heart? Why does he care so much?

The string of reason is broken, Fu Shimo's arm is strengthened, and Ji Nanchu is locked under his body. The fresh and elegant atmosphere permeates Fu Shimo's whole body, and there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity, which makes Fu Shimo fall into the enemy's hands.

When his lips collide, Ji Nanchu's eyes suddenly open, while Fu Shimo's action is more rude and direct, sweeping recklessly, his whole body breath is cold.

Ji Nanchu's body is shaking violently, which should be hot. But Ji Nanchu feels cold, but she can't resist. Fu Shimo is like a mountain, pressing her to death. His hands don't stop. He unties her coat.

Hot hands grasp her shoulder, hot Ji Nanchu body a stiff, even struggle to forget.

"Nanchu! Fu Shimo, you beast, don't bully Nanchu! " Without sound, Gu Jingchen was more nervous and could only scold at his mobile phone. In the end, he was so angry that he smashed the mobile phone away.

When he went to Fu's house now, he couldn't get in.

What can Fu Shimo and Ji Nanchu do for her in the room?

Gu Jingchen shakes his hand. Fu Shimo

In the master bedroom of the Fu family, Fu Shimo's teeth come to his shoulders along Ji Nanchu's neck. In a daze, Fu Shimo sends out a whisper of attachment and missing in Ji Nanchu's ear.

"Xinxin, Xinxin..." Fu Shimo called one by one, his voice was deep missing, and the whole person became gentle.

"No, Fu Shimo, I'm not su Xin, no..." Ji Nanchu, who was originally weak, suddenly came back to her consciousness. Fu Shimo's whisper was like a slap in her face, but before she finished speaking, she was blocked by Fu Shimo.

At this time, Fu Shimo was completely trapped in a magic barrier. He seemed to vent his three-year yearning on Ji Nanchu, blocking her lips, but his action was not as rude as before. Instead, he was more tender and affectionate.

Ji Nanchu is about to suffocate.

"Xinxin, I miss you so much, I miss you so much..." Fu Shimo drinks lightly, caresses Ji Nanchu's face gently with his big hand, and loves him carefully: "Xinxin, you are not allowed to leave any more, you are mine, you are not allowed to leave me?"

"Fu Shimo, you see clearly, I'm not..." Ji Nanchu got a gap. As soon as he started to explain, he was immediately sealed by Fu Shimo before he finished his sentence.