Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

The piercing pain came from the ankle, and someone grabbed her slender waist, and with her palms hard, Gu Xiaoman staggered into Fu Wenyao's arms.

The familiar woody scent rushes into the nasal cavity, and I feel inexplicably relieved.The body is close to Fu Wenyao, his strong heartbeat can be heard next to his ears, and Gu Xiaoman's cheeks are stained with a blush.

The warm temperature spread into the palm through the thin clothes, and the warmth from the fingertips rushed all the way to the heart. Fu Wenyao's heart beat, and a daze flashed across the deep eyes.

The moment Gu Xiaoman's delicate body was pressed against him, he was keenly aware of the satisfaction deep in his heart.

After a short period of satisfaction, there is endless emptiness again, as if there is a voice in my heart clamoring for more.

Such emotions are completely unfamiliar to Fu Wenyao.

During the week of the business trip, my missing was more aggressive than in the previous three years.

He thought that reuniting with Gu Xiaoman would relieve the longing that he had nowhere to put in his heart, but he didn't expect that it would intensify.

He has always been calm and self-possessed. He just regarded that night three years ago as an accident and didn't care much.But he didn't expect that as time went by, the bone-eating joy of that night would continue to be magnified, and it was the first time he experienced the taste of being out of control.

It was the first time that emotions overcame reason, and he ordered Tao Yan to investigate Gu Xiaoman, and when he learned that the other party had left the country, he was relieved but at the same time extremely dissatisfied.

On the surface, he still looks cold and indifferent, but in fact he dreamed about the scene of that night more than once.The bone-destroying joy and turbulent pleasure seemed to have branded his soul, constantly eating away at his reason.

Just when he was about to lose control and went abroad to find Gu Xiaoman, Gu Xiaoman appeared again.

Thinking of that night three years ago, the black eyes gradually became darker, the woman in his arms suddenly moved, and a faint fragrance rushed from her neck to the tip of his nose.

The blood suddenly boiled up, and there was a rush of hot air from his lower abdomen, he was startled, and let Gu Xiaoman break free from his embrace.

"Thank you."

"Can you stand still?"

Although the ankle was still aching, but thinking of the colleagues around him, Gu Xiaoman bit his lip, blushed and nodded.

Only then did Fu Wenyao withdrew his hand and strode out.

Gu Xiaoman followed him out with a limp, and stopped when passing by Shen Jing, "I'm leaving first, you should go back earlier."

Shen Jing looked at her swollen ankle worriedly, "Miss Xiaoman, are your feet okay?"

Gu Xiaoman reluctantly hooked his lips, and waved at her, "Don't worry, it's fine."

After finishing speaking, she nodded to Du Mingyu next to her, and continued to walk out with her injured ankle.

Seeing that Gu Xiaoman didn't follow, Fu Wenyao turned his head and noticed her red and swollen ankle, frowned, strode forward, stretched out his arms, and came directly to a princess hug.

There was a small exclamation from the crowd, Gu Xiaoman hugged Fu Wenyao's neck in panic, his cheeks were flushed, and he was struggling to get off the ground.

Fu Wenyao looked down at her, "Be good, don't move."

His voice was deep and hoarse, mixed with a touch of indescribable sexiness, and the hearts of those who heard it at the scene were beating faster.

Gu Xiaoman's face became more and more red, and he shrank into his arms without making a sound.

"I didn't expect Mr. Fu to be so kind to Deputy Director Gu."

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, Du Mingyu suddenly came back to his senses, seeing that Fu Wenyao was about to walk out of the hall with Gu Xiaoman in his arms, he said anxiously: "Xiaoman, your foot is injured, you should rest at home for two more days, and wait for the injury to heal." Come back to work."