Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Maybe he was wondering what she was thinking about him again, Xu Qingcheng clicked his tongue, people like them, after playing for fun, are most afraid of being entangled by women who don't know what to do.

That look just now made Xu Qingcheng panic, inexplicably, panic.

It was a field that even Xu Qingcheng didn't want to touch, because it was too scary, so she didn't dare to think carefully about the source of her momentary panic.

Is it the depression of being misunderstood by him, or... the extremely inappropriate feelings that she had developed at some point.

Xu Qingcheng refused to think about it, she just needed to know that she would not pester him, absolutely not.

Don't think about trying the impossible thing twice. In the end, you can only hurt yourself. No matter how many wounds there are, you have to bandage them yourself.That taste, once in a lifetime, is enough.

She has to properly position herself.

Be a chic little fairy.

Xu Qingcheng turned around, she took off her coat, top, and trousers.

He removed the outer packaging one by one to reveal the products he wanted.

The little bit of shyness in her heart was well hidden under this enchanting skin, so deep that she could ignore the faint emotional ups and downs.

She is suitable for heavy colors, and the black lace flutters on the white skin, like a wrapped dessert.

If Xu Qingcheng wants to seduce a man, is there anyone who can't take the bait? !
Fu Jingting was stunned by her.

Xu Qingcheng put her hands behind her back, and she didn't come close to him, just let him look at him from a distance, her skin burned by his gaze, she also pretended to be calm.

The luxurious Chinese-style ceiling light reflected a layer of seductive light on her body.

Fu Jingting's Adam's apple rolled down, "Come here."

His voice was a little hoarse, as if the vocal cords had been worn by sandpaper, and the hoarse texture fell in the ears, but it seemed to be rubbing every inch of skin on her body.

Xu Qingcheng bit her lower lip lightly, and threw herself into his arms like a flirtatious little fairy.

Her eyes are alluring and her figure is enchanting, but even so, in the scorching heat, he still feels that the most captivating thing is the moment of her casual shyness when she lightly bites her lips.

She wrapped her hands around his neck and felt alive when her body was pressed against his, so as not to drown in his gaze.

The man's palm landed on her waist with the heat of a prairie fire, "You have spared no effort to seduce me, what do you want just to let me play with you?"

"You don't like it?" She blinked her eyelashes lightly, and the waves of her eyes flew over like ecstasy.

Fu Jingting cursed in a low voice, put his palm on her waist and pressed it hard.
He fucking loves it!

Xu Qingcheng had lingering fears in his heart, and when he pressed over, he hurriedly asked him, "Your nanny..."

Thinking of the last time the two were in the restaurant, the nanny broke in suddenly, and she even cried angrily.

The man's throat overflowed with a low smile, "Are you afraid of people watching?"

"Scared." Xu Qingcheng remembered with his elbows propped on the sofa.

"The nanny won't come over at this time," Fu Jingting's eyes fell on her, full of jokes.

Xu Qingcheng kicked him angrily.

……

Baimei's soul is in chaos, and the bones in front of the three peaks are melted.

Fu Jingting got up and saw the scratches on her arm from scratching with her nails.

He clicked his tongue, this woman is ruthless enough.

She was lying on the bed fast asleep with tears in her eyes.

When the man got up, he took the quilt off her body, and the bruises on her waist were very eye-catching.

He had seen it last night, but he was pushed to the back of his mind just by being driven into madness by her.

Fu Jingting glanced at her, such a person who is afraid of pain, even helped others to block the car.

"Hey... it hurts..."

Xu Qingcheng was in a deep sleep when she suddenly felt a pain in the back of her waist. She waved her hand to hit her and was caught.

"Don't move." The man grabbed her wrist and put it down, but the palm on her waist didn't stop, and the strong smell of Chinese medicine dissipated, "It won't hurt after rubbing it loose."

His voice is a little low, with the laziness of getting up in the morning.

The bruise on the waist was left by helping the little girl to block the car yesterday. It hurt at the time, but it didn't hurt if I didn't touch it later, but I didn't expect the bruise to look very scary.

But when he rubbed her away like this, Xu Qingcheng felt a little embarrassed and hurt at the same time.

Her face was pressed against the soft mattress, her voice biting, "No, it hurts too much, don't rub it, it will be fine after a long time."

Fu Jingting snorted, "What if this is green on your face?"

"Isn't it on the face? Ah... Take it easy! It hurts..." Xu Qingcheng felt the pain, she half-stretched her body, and hit his arm very rudely.

Then, by coincidence, he hit the ointment in his other hand on the ground.

The man raised his eyes, his eyes darkened.

Angry?
She didn't mean to.

Xu Qingcheng turned her head and lay back silently.

Fu Jingting couldn't help laughing at her sudden cowardice.

He bent down to pick up the ointment, and poked his fingers at the bruise on her waist, watching her writhing like a small shrimp.

"Fu Jingting, are you sick? If you poke and poke, you poked a hole in my waist." She was angry.

"If you're afraid of pain, you'll find trouble yourself." The man snorted, and finally stopped before she broke out.

Xu Qingcheng snorted, "Meet a very interesting little girl, I'm afraid she will be hit and disfigured. I want to know that the car will hit me, so I don't care about her."

Ms. Xu's standard knife-mouthed tofu-hearted, duplicity is probably her.

Fu Jingting raised his eyebrows and did not respond.

His palms were warm, pressing on her waist and rubbing gently, Xu Qingcheng felt a little drowsy comfortably, and some sleepy bug hit her head, and Miss Xu suddenly woke up.

She turned over, regardless of whether she was asleep or not, she put on her pajamas and went into the bathroom.

Before the fast Fu Jingting could react, the bathroom door was already closed.

The water rushed down, covering her head, face, and body. She was so wide open that she couldn't even open her eyes.

I have lingering fears.

That moment of indulging made her shiver all over.

Ease corrupts.

How could she indulge in him and feel that the years can be quiet?
What an international joke.

Fu Jingting stared at the ointment in his hand, well, it was useless.

Xu Qingcheng washed up and came out. The man was talking on the phone in the study, and there was a voice downstairs.

She walked up the stairs and looked down. Wang Ma was tidying up the living room, sofa, dining table, coffee table...

With a hot face, Xu Qingcheng decided to go back to the bedroom first.