Young Master Fu's Unexpected Cute Wife

Fu Sihan is now looking lazy, but his nerves are tense. He is afraid that Fu Sheng will say something disgusting. Fu Sihan takes out his gun and jumps Fu Sheng in the next second.

In front of so many people, this kind of thing can't be done.

Fu Sihan still looked at Fu Province, at the same time, his wrist turned, and he held Yan Wan's soft hand in his palm to give her enough comfort.

"Father, there are more than one life on this knife, and they are all related to you. Do you remember? If you're too old to remember, may I remind you? "

"Shut up! I don't want you to remind me! Shut up Fu Sheng's eyes were wide, and he had no manners.

The guests were startled. Fu Sheng looked like a madman.

The more so, the more problematic.

At that time, Miss Meng died, and it was announced that he died of illness. Less than a month after his death, Fu Manhua's mother moved into the old house of the Fu family. Six months later, Fu's mother died of illness.

Is there something fishy in this?

"What do you want to do? I knew you wouldn't really come to celebrate my birthday! " Fu Shengshen takes a few breaths.

Fu Sihan picked up the goblet next to him, and half a glass of champagne was rippling, crystal clear and beautiful.

He raised it to the south.

However, the mouth of the cup fell down in front of Fu Sheng.

The fragrance of wine spread in the air, and a few drops of wine splashed on his shoes. He didn't care at all.

"You know yourself a little bit." Fu Sihan put the glass back to its original place, "this cup of wine is for my mother to honor everyone."

In front of all the people, he said to Fu Sheng, "congratulations on your birthday? Tut, I wish you would die early, so that you could go underground and make atonement for my mother! "

Look cold, but the words pierce the heart!

"Rebellious son! You son of a bitch Fu Sheng was so angry that he could hardly breathe.

"Take a look at this dagger before you do something, so you won't forget it!"

Fu Sihan finished and took Yan Wan's hand down the main platform and went upstairs all the way.

People along the way automatically get out of the way to make way for it.

This Fu San is the only one in the world who blatantly curses his father's death, publicly provokes his father, smashes the stage and doesn't leave and goes to the rest room!

A keen guest murmured:

"was there something fishy about Mrs. Fu's death

"Who knows if it's suicide or homicide? The Mie family is indeed powerful, and can never be reached. Tut tut. "

"If it is Fu Sheng is really not a thing. "

"Pity the first beauty of the year!"

……

In the evening, she was led by Fu Sihan, half a step behind him. After entering Fu Sihan's room, she closed the door.

Forster Hanson opened her hand.

Go straight, turn left, take a few steps inside. One has a solid wood cabinet.

There is only red wine in it. Fu Sihan takes out a bottle of red wine, Kaifeng, and drinks it directly to the mouth of the bottle.

"Gulong, Gulong..."

Men's sex. Feeling of the throat up and down the rhythm, night as if you can hear his voice of drinking and inner roar.

"Fu Si Han!"

She was shocked and ran to grab the bottle in his hand.

The man was agile, and a big part higher than her, easily avoided her hand.

The tall body turned an angle and continued to drink.

In 1982, Raffi was drunk by him in a flash.

"Forshan, what are you doing?"

"Can you tell me something?"

"Don't drink it..."

……

He didn't say anything. He could feel his gloomy mood at night. It was like a dark cloud on the top of the mountain. He was a lonely man living on the top of the mountain. He was surrounded by darkness. His eyes were hopeless. It was more cruel than he could not see his fingers.

At night, he grabbed Fu Si's cold and thin waist and felt his abdominal muscles and chest muscles sticking to his skin through his clothes.

It's just enough to put his chin on her shoulder.

Soft attack, women's fragrance, Fu Si Han's body is hard and stiff.

The violent and sullen was gradually replaced by the tenderness in my arms.

"Forshan, you can tell me if you are unhappy." Night looked up at him, soft voice, very healing, and she laughed to herself, "however, I don't think your character will tell me."

Speaking late at night, he took the opportunity to take down the wine bottle in his hand, put it back in the cupboard, and shut the cupboard.

Cabinet installed with a password lock, she quickly locked it, my figure standing in front of the wine cabinet, alert and refused to look at him.

Don't let him open the cupboard again. Don't drink any more!

Fu Sihan was staring at her. He had been drinking in a hurry, and he was drinking on an empty stomach. At this time, his eyes were as clear as water, which was more clear than when he was silent like an ice pool.Night by his blinking staring, a little afraid, this only later realized how bold and unrestrained he had just acted.

"Third brother, you Are you dizzy? " I'm afraid to ask later.

Fu Sihan was leaning against the bar beside him and looked down at her. After drinking, he had a different kind of laziness, no matter in tone or voice.

He said, "dizzy."

This half bottle of red wine, I don't feel at all. I feel dizzy.

Later, he quickly walked over and helped him, "third brother, your stomach is not good, even if you drink, you still drink on an empty stomach."

"It's too late." Fu Sihan's arm was on her shoulder, the whole person pressed on her body, and his eyes did not move from her.

"Well?"

"Have you been scared?"

In the evening, he helped Fu Sihan to the bedside and sat down. Hearing his speech, he asked in doubt: "what?"

Fu Sihan felt a little dull after the noisy downstairs.

I feel that my mother is not energetic. She even loves such a scum man and still loves her to death.

Feel their own behavior is boring, how can a few scum of the Fu family let themselves waste a lot of good time?

He feels that he is not energetic. He has wisdom, wealth and status.

As for feelings, his demand for feelings has always been very limited. Just like Michelle, the cousin he grew up with, in fact, his status in his heart was just like this, which was only a few points heavier than ordinary people.

Fu Sihan didn't speak. He thought for a while in the evening, trying to understand the meaning of his words.

He was asking if she was frightened by his behavior.

"I'm not scared." Later he turned around and poured him a glass of water.

I thought: why didn't you think I was scared when you pointed a gun at Fu Man Hua? Why didn't you think I was scared when you pinched people's necks? After that, where would you be scared by a dagger?

Fu Sihan took a sip of water and lay down on the bed, looking at the ceiling without expression.

"Third brother, are you very uncomfortable? Shall I make you a bowl of wake-up soup

The sound insulation effect here is very good. I can't hear the sound downstairs at night. I don't know whether Fu Sheng's birthday party will continue after Fu Sihan makes such a fuss.