Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

Fu Shimo's voice became colder and colder. He was bullied by Ji Nanchu. He had a strong momentum, but because of this kind of problem between them, the atmosphere was particularly strange.

Ji Nanchu's original calm mood, because of Fu Shimo's groundless speculation, became a little gloomy. She looked at Fu Shimo definitely, "Mr. Fu, Tiantian has nothing to do with Jingchen."

"Jing Chen and I are just friends."

Friends?

Ji Nanchu was fooled by his three-year-old! When he is a fool, don't understand the ambiguity between her and Gu Jingchen?

Which friend is so attentive and has to take care of everything, which friend will look like her daughter?

In other words, for Ji Nanchu, all the things that are ambiguous with her can only be judged according to her friends, which is nothing.

Fu Shimo's cold air is full of cold air. The cold arrow from her eyes falls on Ji Nanchu's face. Her eyes are slightly drooping. Her thick eyelashes cast a shallow shadow on her white face.

Women's warm fragrance, mixed with men's wine, is like a breath that can catalyze hormones, making the whole narrow air more strange and ambiguous.

Fu Shimo's eyes were deep, and his slender fingers pinched Ji Nanchu's face. When he pressed her delicate, soft and white face, a red mark suddenly appeared.

The red trace added a different feeling to Ji Nanchu's face, but the flame of Fu Shimo's eyes became more prosperous: "does Mrs. Fu usually use such a pathetic look to confuse men?"

Fu Shimo took a step forward. All of a sudden, his body was close to Ji Nanchu. It seemed that he could feel each other's heart beat.

Fu Shimo's body was hot, like a flame. With a smile on his lips, he said: "Mrs. Fu now thinks that I haven't satisfied you well, so now tell me that your needs are very strong, so you can't help feeling when you see your friends."

Fu Shimo's words are extremely spicy.

Ji Nanchu trembled slightly and looked at Fu Shimo's red eyes. Now Fu Shimo has begun to be drunk and can't choose his words.

"Fu Shimo, don't talk too much. Don't think you can get drunk here after drinking." Ji Nanchu's cold mouth began to push Fu Shimo's chest.

However, a man's body, like an unshakable mountain, stands steadily in front of her. Even if she pinches, pinches, pushes and beats, it still has no effect.

At this time, Fu Shimo directly clasped her wrists with one hand, as if to crush her wrists.

"Crazy? Do I need to drink? I can do anything to you. I don't have to borrow wine Fu Shimo sneered and his eyes were cold. "Since you need a man so much, Mrs. Fu, I can satisfy you."

Fu Shimo buttoned Ji Nanchu's hand behind her, while the other hand lifted her skirt, and her hot hand fell on her thigh.

Ji Nan Chu's face turned white and his heart beat quickly. His legs trembled and he struggled to kick Fu Shi Mo's hand.

In this place, at this time, is Fu Shimo crazy?