President Daddy's spoils me too much

The second floor of the cabin is divided into three rooms, study, dressing room and bedroom, with the same design style as downstairs.

Ning Wan was thrown to the bed on the second floor by Fu ting. The wall lamp gave off dim yellow light. Incense was placed on the bedside table, which ignited the ambiguity in the room.

Rather than push the person on the body, can only shout: "you don't do this!"

Fu Ting's big hand grabbed her two small hands, clasped them on her head, and his eyes flashed with the necessary light, "you don't seem to have the right to refute."

"You can't You can't do that to me. " Ning Wan was so scared that she couldn't say a word. Gradually, she became more afraid because she found someone had a reaction.

Now what? In panic, Ning Wan raised his leg and kicked under him.

A big hand reached out and pressed her leg quickly. A chilly voice came, "you should see where to kick."

Ning Wan bit her lower lip and looked at it with mist in her eyes. "You let me go, I didn't think anything happened."

"Late." His big hand fumbled on her and soon came to the key position.

Ning Wan shuddered and almost carried away her Qi. However, her people were hungry and thirsty, and the beast absorbed body fluid on her lips.

Gradually, there was only breathing in the small room.

Tick by tick - the light rain outside the window is getting smaller.

In bed, Ning Wan's eyes are dazzled, and his face is painful.

"Don't look like that. It's like what I do to you. I think you just enjoyed it." Fu Ting turned over, took out a box of cigarettes from the bedside table and smoked slowly.

Ning Wan blushed fiercely. "If it wasn't for you, I would I just

"You're not going to be obedient? In fact, you may be playing hard to get games. You should be glad that I am willing to play with you, or I will make you regret refusing me! " The smoking man's eyes are blurred and his face is happy.

"You bastard!" Her legs hurt so much, but her body seemed to be full of energy. She took the pillow and hurt it badly.

Fu Ting raised his hand, the cigarette butts of his index and middle fingers were high enough to dodge the pillow, and the corners of his mouth were bent in a beautiful arc. "It seems that you still have strength, so good, one more time."

"No!"

"It's too late," Fu Ting said softly, lying in her cochlea. "It's punishment."

All night long, Ning Wan didn't know how many times he had been tossed. When he woke up in the morning, he felt soft and didn't want to get up at all.

Fu Ting saw her struggle. "You can have more rest."

"Class!" Rather a cold answer.

"I have asked for your leave."

Ning Wan's eyes widened as he was wearing clothes

Fu Ting laughed briskly. "How about me? I'm happy by myself."

Angry words to the mouth, and was forced down by Ning Wan, she quietly dressed up, "what would you like to eat breakfast? I'll buy it for you. "

All of a sudden, Fu Ting was flattered by the care he had come to take

"I'll buy you breakfast."

"No, there are ingredients downstairs."

Ning Wan "Er" a, bowed his head silently to pick up Fu Ting's clothes and put them in the basket beside the wardrobe. Her bending movements are light and graceful, showing a good waist curve.

Fu Ting, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly got up and picked it up and threw it back on the bed.

With last night's experience, Ning Wan's reaction was quick. He got out of his arms and rushed to the door.

After going downstairs, she pretended to make things in the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, Fu Ting went downstairs, looking for Ning Wan. On the first floor of the cabin, there was only a living room, a dining room and a grocery room, and he had not seen anyone.

The yard is wet, the flowers are dotted with raindrops, and there is still no peaceful figure.

Suddenly, he found the car missing.

The wind came slowly, blowing away the hair on his forehead. He squinted in the dappled sunlight.

……

Ning Wan, who is driving to the city center, is in a good mood. If Fu Ting finds out that he has driven his car, he will be very angry, right?

The cell phone rings. It's Fu ting.

Didi -

the green light is on, and the car behind has been honking. She drives on in a hurry.

She shut down the phone just because she couldn't stop ringing.

Fu Ting's car is low-key and luxurious, which has caused quite a stir in the school.

The students who knew the goods came to watch and chattered.

"I only read this car in magazines." A man with thick glasses pushed the frame and stroked the body with his hands. "Handsome, really handsome."

"I saw this car appear in the school a few days ago, but it was driven by a handsome man at that time. Now how..."

"You still need to say that? The woman who just got off the bus must have been taken care of. "No matter what people said, Ning Wan called and walked inside. "Secretary Zeng, I'm Ning Wan. President Fu's car is on my side. Would you like to pick it up?"

After the phone call, Ning Wan suddenly stopped. "Why are you here?"

Ning Yu, wearing a Chanel dress and a Book sized handbag, stood proudly on the steps and looked at Ning Wan. "I want to talk to you."

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

"Are you driving Fu Ting's car?" Ning Yu stands behind Ning Wan and chuckles.

Ning Wan said coldly, "it's none of your business."

Ning Yu chuckled, "yes, it doesn't matter to me, but there is something I think you are very interested in."

"Sorry, I'm not interested at all."

When the bell rang, Ning Wan hurried inside and suddenly heard Ning Yu say, "don't you want to know the cause of day one's death?"

Ning Wan turned quickly. "You know?"

"Yes, I know. Do you want to talk about it?" Ning Yu went down the stairs. "Hurry up, I have limited time."

The students went inside one after another. Ning Wan went against the current and followed Ning Yu to the outside.

The two came to the cafe opposite the school, one with a tense look and a light smile.

Ning Yu took a sip of coffee and said lazily, "the taste is so general."

"Tell me about day one." Ning Wan stared at Ning Yu with a cold voice.

"I see that you and Fu Ting have frequent contacts these days," Ning Yu raised her eyebrows and pushed the coffee in front of her to the side. "I don't think that I really intend to be with him, do I?"

"It has nothing to do with day one."

Ning Yu chuckled, "it matters a lot."

Ning Wan was very puzzled, "what do you mean?"

"Fu Ting is not as good as you think. You and him are more unlikely to be together."

"What do you want to say?"

Ning Yu smiled thoughtfully, "are you impatient? OK, in fact, I don't have time to chat with you here. Come on, let me show you this. "

Ning Yu opened the square handbag, took out a yellow envelope from it, and put it on the table with a smile. "Come on, have a good look."