Your Miss Su is blackened

After she was ready, Fu Moxing hadn't entered the study yet.

The longer she waited, the more uncertain the woman's heart was, and she even felt a little nervous.

After all, she has been recuperating for two months, and there has never been such a thing between them.

About 10 minutes later, Shi Zheng saw that the bedroom door hadn't moved, and got down from the bed to the wine cellar in the basement to get two bottles of red wine that Fu Moxing had collected for many years.

Alcohol is a good thing, you can do whatever you want when you are drunk, she thought so.

So, before the man came back from the study, Shi Zheng had been drinking silently.

At first, I just wanted to drink more to boost my courage, but as I drank, I unconsciously remembered the sad things five years ago, and then I became more and more sad.

It has been more than three months since I came back.

But she didn't dare to go to Su's house, nor did she dare to learn about her parents and brother from anyone through any means.

Concealing her identity, getting along with Fu Moxing, and trying to conceive another child, but failed.

Thinking about it this way, she seemed to have accomplished nothing in the past three months.

squeak-

Finally the bedroom door rang.

Shi Zheng heard the sound and looked over, and saw a man in a well-tailored white shirt walking in, she smiled at him, with a girlish shyness on her flushed face: "Have you finished your work?"

The tone is elongated, not like the usual way of speaking.

Fu Moxing narrowed his eyes.

He took a look at her overly revealing attire, and his deep eyebrows sank.

Soon, the man walked over with long legs.

After Fu Moxing stood still in front of her, he took the wine glass from the woman's hand and put it on the coffee table, and looked at her carefully: "Why are you drinking alone?"

"Waiting for you."

"Wait until I need a drink?"

Shi Zheng slowly raised her eyes.

There was a seductive light in her apricot eyes, a coquettish smile appeared on her lips, and she stretched out her hand towards the man: "Hold me?"

Fu Moxing looked at her, his eyes darkening.

Soon, he leaned over and took the woman sitting on the sofa into his arms: "Azheng, don't drink so much, it will hurt your health."

After saying a word, Shi Zheng's hands had already wrapped around his waist, and her lips kissed the man's chest through the fabric of his shirt.

Fu Moxing's body stiffened.

In the next second, Shizheng stood up with the strength in his waist, put his arms around the man's neck, and rubbed the tip of his nose: "Mr. Fu, kiss me..."

He had never seen her so proactively wanting to hug and kiss.

So much so that her words came out, which brought a strong impact.

The man pinched the back of her head and kissed her.

Shi Zheng responded urgently, but without any rules.

After the 2-minute kiss, he let her go: "I'm going to take a shower."

Before he could turn around, he was hugged again.

Fu Moxing looked down at the woman in his arms, and frowned slightly: "Azheng, what's wrong with you?"

She didn't answer him, and kissed him while forcing the man back again and again, until the two of them reached the bedside and both fell on the bed.

Shi Zheng started to untie his clothes.

However, the wrist was firmly grasped by the man.

She looked at him with a little displeasure in her eyes: "Why did you arrest me?"

Fu Moxing said, "Azheng, you're drunk."

"I didn't." She denied it.

After denying it, Shi Zheng leaned close to his eyes, touched his wheat-colored cheeks with her white and slender fingers, traced from his eyebrows to his sexy thin lips, with extreme patience.

Touching and touching, the corner of the woman's mouth showed a little smile, and she called lightly: "Husband."