Fu Shao's favorite treasure: madam, don't run away

Lisa opened the door for Fu Yuhan, and Fu Yuhan hugged her tacitly and left: "By the way, I have something to settle."

Lisa's voice sounded from behind, and Fu Yuhan frowned. Is there anything he and Ye Ling need to resolve?

Fu Yuhan thought back, he felt that their relationship had warmed up very well recently, and there was nothing to solve.

In the car, Ye Ling was lying on the back seat, rolled over, and climbed from the seat to under the car seat. A small sound came from Ye Ling's mouth, but it was too soft to listen to like a mouse stealing something. It's not clear what she said.

After finally getting home, Fu Yuhan parked the car and carried Ye Ling inside, as if sleeping on his own soft bed. Ye Ling found a good place to bury his head in Fu Yuhan's arms, rubbing his face.

Fu Yuhan lowered his head, if Ye Ling hadn't fallen asleep now, he would really...

Throwing Ye Ling on the bed, Ye Ling turned over, scratched her cheeks with her small hands and sat up in a daze, her eyes that were originally closed suddenly opened, and Ye Ling looked at the person in front of her with blurred eyes.

What Lan Tianqing said to Lisa echoed in her mind.

"Am I a spare tire?"

Ye Ling pointed at her grievances and asked, Fu Yuhan frowned with a puzzled expression, not knowing what Lisa said in Ye Ling's ear.

How can she be a spare tire? She is the woman he has been thinking about for more than 20 years and only wants to live with her for the rest of his life!
"Woooooo."

Ye Ling was aggrieved and crying, Lihua was tearful, her eyes were red, and the tears fell down like pearls with broken strings.

Fu Yuhan's heart skipped a beat, and he caressed her face with his callused hands. Seeing her cry was worse than anything else.

When was the last time Ye Ling cried?
When her father died...

"Don't cry, don't cry, you are not a spare tire, you are the only woman I like."

The voice is gentle, and the eyes are full of glances.

Coax like coaxing a child.

Ye Ling put his arms around Fu Yuhan's neck, and leaned forward to bite his neck lightly. Fu Yuhan didn't feel the pain, but liked Ye Ling's initiative.

"You are mine, don't like others."

Leaning on Fu Yuhan, Ye Ling tilted her head and whispered in Fu Yuhan's ear.

The long hair ran through his arms, and he could smell the fragrance of Ye Ling's hair. The faint fragrance smelled very good, and he felt comfortable just smelling it, as if all his troubles had gone away.

The aggrieved tone shocked Fu Yuhan, and he stroked Ye Ling's small head with his big hand.

He wanted to try this kind of thing before, but Ye Ling had to be strong, he would not cry or show weakness in front of others, but he would feel sad behind his back.

What impressed him the most was that a dog next to the school was hit by a car. Everyone was sad. Only Ye Ling put the dog in a bag and disposed of it expressionlessly. Everyone scolded her for being cold-hearted and heartless. That's when the name of Gao Leng Banhua came out, and most people didn't dare to approach her because of this, but who knew that Ye Ling secretly buried the puppy that was knocked beyond recognition.

Compared to those who only pretended to cry and say that the puppy is so pitiful, Ye Ling did not cry but acted.

Even a girl is afraid of bloody things, but she endured it, put the puppy into a bag with her own hands, and vomited wildly after burying it.

　 At that time, he thought of her side to comfort her, wanted to pat her little head and tell her not to be afraid, I'm here.

He did it, but he used the name Fu Chi Jue.

As long as he pretends, he can perfectly imitate Fu Chi Jue.

But he is not...

"Well, I belong to Ye Ling alone, and I only like you."

Fu Yuhan murmured in Ye Ling's ear, and Ye Ling became a little quieter as if he understood.

"Is that little girl better than me?"

Ye Ling walked away from Fu Yuhan's body, put the bar against Fu Yuhan's chest, raised his head, and pouted his mouth in extreme aggrievedness.

Looking at Fu Yuhan with dark and misty eyes, Fu Yuhan wanted to suppress her pink mouth.

"little girl?"

Fu Yuhan raised his eyebrows, not understanding the meaning of Ye Ling's words.

Ye Ling wrapped her hands around Fu Yuhan's waist, as if she was afraid that he would run away with others.

"The one I liked when I was young, Lan... Lan Tianqing said you liked her."

Ye Ling gave a light grace, Fu Yuhan's eyes were slightly cold, he finally knew what happened to Ye Ling's abnormality today, it turned out that Lan Tianqing said something he shouldn't have said.

Rubbing Ye Ling's forehead with his palms, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyebrows and eyes were curved.

Her forehead was warm, but her hands were cold.

"Fool, that person has always been you."

"I can't help it if you do this."

Fu Yuhan compromised and said that although he was dissatisfied with Lan Tianqing's actions, he liked the way Ye Ling was jealous of him.

How come Ye Ling doesn't do anything when other women do their best.

No matter what she does, he can accept and like it.

Ye Ling seemed to understand, and smiled sweetly, showing his white teeth, and his eyes were shining brightly.

Slowly rubbing his chin up along his chest, he raised his head, and his lips lightly fell on Fu Yuhan's jaw.

Fu Yuhan felt as if he had been electrocuted, Kong Wu pressed Ye Ling on the bed with his strong hands, and looked at her lying in front of him.

She's been really...

It's getting naughty.

Ye Ling grinned, scratched his head and closed his eyes in another way to fall asleep.

Fu Yuhan's face was blushing, if Ye Ling wasn't drunk now, he really wouldn't be able to bear it...

"Run after teasing, you can do it."

Fu Yuhan looked at the sleeping Ye Lingyou and looked down at himself, and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck."

After covering Ye Ling with the quilt, Fu Yuhan hurried to the bathroom. Ye Ling had already fallen asleep when he came out of the wash. Fu Yuhan crawled beside her, hugged her and covered her with the quilt, and fell asleep together.

The next day, the sun shone in from the window sill, disturbing my dreams.

Ye Ling turned around, opened his eyes and rubbed them in a daze, and when he saw the person lying in front of him, he opened his eyes wide and was startled by the scene in front of him.

Xu turned over too loudly, Fu Yuhan opened his eyes and saw Ye Ling looking at him, he smiled happily.

He had fantasized about it many times at this time.

It was too late to clean up yesterday and he was too tired from running around, so he fell asleep and fell asleep until now. If it was normal, he should be at the company by now.

It was rare for him to be able to watch Ye Ling leisurely on such a day.

Ye Ling twisted, her back ached.

My heart skipped a beat, my facial features changed, and I didn't know what was going on in my mind.

"I'm with you..."

Seeing Ye Ling's ugly face, Fu Yuhan wanted to explain, but before he could say anything, Ye Ling quickly said, "I, I didn't know anything when I was drunk yesterday, I don't want to know!"

Ye Ling jumped up from the bed, like a flustered deer, and interrupted Fu Yuhan's words.

Looking flustered like a thief, Ye Ling felt regretful when she saw that she was sleeping in Fu Yuhan's room.

He got off Fu Yuhan's bed in a hurry, but his feet went numb when he hit the ground, his feet twisted, and he fell to the ground like a bastard.

Fu Yuhan was stunned by Ye Ling's coquettish operations, from waking up to turning into a bastard lying on the ground, his movements were coherent and coherent.

Seeing this graceful fall, Fu Yuhan couldn't help but want to say "excellent", but when it came to his mouth, it turned into a word of concern: "Are you okay?"

Ye Ling lay on the ground with her face pressed against the floor.

The scene seemed familiar.

"I'm very good."

"Let's forget what happened yesterday."

Ye Ling said embarrassingly, she drank unconsciously last night, if she stretched out her claws on Fu Yuhan...

"Forget it, you can forget me but you can't forget it. You really touched my heart last night, especially what you said. I didn't expect me to be so important in your heart."

"Also, yesterday really broke me."

Fu Yuhan teased with one hand on the side of his face, and Ye Ling blushed when he heard it.

She couldn't remember exactly what she said and did yesterday, but hearing what Fu Yuhan said and her back hurting, she was right as she thought.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I will be responsible, but... not now."

Ye Ling tremblingly said, Fu Yuhan chuckled, as if seeing something interesting.

"Then you remember what you said today, the floor cools down, so there's no need to apologize with death."

Fu Yuhan squinted his eyes and smiled, just listening to her talk without looking at her cheeks, he knew how red her face was now.

"Can... can you give me a hand, I seem to... twist my waist."

Ye Ling lowered her head and said in embarrassment, in a low voice, biting the corner of her lips.

How could her old waist be twisted so easily.

Fu Yuhan lazily woke up from the bed, walked up to Ye Ling with bare feet, tapped his mobile phone once in his hand, and took a picture of Ye Ling's bastard.

"One two three, eggplant."

After speaking, Ye Ling raised his head, just facing the camera, and was directly photographed by Fu Yuhan.

Ye Ling stretched out his hand to grab it, but Fu Yuhan put the phone in his pocket before he did.

"You delete it for me!"

"How can this treasure be deleted, and you will release it for everyone to see when you are responsible for me in the future."

Ye Ling blushed when she heard the word "responsible".

Stretching out his hand, Ye Ling habitually put his little hand on his.

Her hands were white and small, Fu Yuhan could wrap her hand with one hand, and Fu Yuhan gently squeezed Ye Ling's hand.

Small, soft, as soft as her lips, if you kiss it, it should feel...

Not bad right.

Fu Yuhan looked at Ye Ling, at this moment Ye Ling had no idea what he was thinking.

Looking down, the collarbone is prominent, and looking down from the top, the inside is looming.

Black…

Afraid of being discovered by Ye Ling, Fu Yuhan looked away.

One hand supported Ye Ling's slender waist and helped her sit on the side of the bed.

"How? Does it hurt?"

Fu Yuhan gently rubbed Ye Ling's waist, Ye Ling frowned, and gasped: "It hurts a bit."

"I'm going to get some medicinal wine."

Fu Yuhan looked worried, and searched for the medicinal wine in the drawer next to the desk, unscrewed the lid, and poured it into his palm.

Ye Ling looked down at her fully clothed clothes and frowned.

If there is something to this, her clothes shouldn't be so neat, right?

"What did we really do yesterday?"

Ye Ling asked tentatively, and Fu Yuhan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and asked teasingly, "Then what is it?"

"That's right, that's what! Eat that and wipe it off."

Ye Ling asked anxiously, but if there was nothing there, why would her waist hurt so much, as if being pulled by someone?

Searching for words in my mind, I finally remembered what Lisa said about eating and wiping.

Fu Yuhan held his belly and laughed tremblingly, and the laughter rang in Ye Ling's ears: "I almost ate me up, maybe I fell asleep at the critical moment."

"so…"

"So the only one I like and love from the beginning to the end is you."

Fu Yuhan bent down and whispered into Ye Ling's ear.