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

Chengliang's eyes were instantly stained with embarrassment and panic, Gu Xiaoman covered his mouth with both hands, stiff and motionless, wishing he could hide under the quilt.

Her mind was dizzy, the temperature of the air conditioner was very high, and she was frightened by Xiaoyi's disappearance before, so she relaxed and thought about taking Xiaoyi to move back tomorrow morning.

Time was running short, so I sent a text message to tell Yichen that Xiaoyi had found him, and explained that there was something to do now, and I would tell him the details tomorrow.Thinking of Yichen's temperament of breaking the casserole and asking the end, Gu Xiaoman had a headache.

She didn't want Yichen to know about her marriage with Fu Wenyao for the time being, after all, she and Fu Wenyao had known each other for too short a time.To be honest, according to Yichen's temperament, I'm afraid he will kill him and return to the country directly. At that time, the situation may be difficult to control.

Since Xiaoyi came back early, she had to contact the school as soon as possible and find an aunt. When she was at work, Xiaoyi had to be taken care of.

Sensing her distraction, Fu Wenyao increased his strength in his hands. As soon as Gu Xiaoman gathered his thoughts, he noticed the real sight of his back, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, the air instantly became sticky, and the exposed skin was blush color.

Fu Wenyao looked deeply at the crimson color in front of his eyes, and the depths of his eyes were dark and rolling, and his emotions were surging and clamoring to break the prison of reason.

The lustrous skin under his fingertips is like the finest white jade. He was supposed to leave it at the touch of a touch and be polite and distant, but he couldn't help rubbing and sliding it, and couldn't put it down.

Fu Wenyao's strength eased slightly, and the stinging pain was relieved. Gu Xiaoman took a deep breath, relaxed his stiff back, and lay limp on the bed like the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

Fu Wenyao's eyes froze, and he tugged at the neckline, fine sweat oozing from his forehead.

The tingling pain disappeared long ago, and Gu Xiaoman lay on his stomach with a red face, his heartbeat was completely chaotic.

"Well...Mr. Fu..."

Her voice was a little hoarse, with a picky end.

Fu Wenyao's eyes were gloomy, and he intensified his strength a little out of control. Gu Xiaoman's teeth hit his lower lip by surprise, and he exhaled in pain.

"Hey... it hurts..."

She turned her head and glared at Fu Wenyao, "Aren't you alright?"

The bright eyes seemed to fall into the stars, and Fu Wenyao saw a shrunken self inside. The girl's face puffed up because of anger, and she bit her lower lip uneasily.

His dark eyes were fixed on Gu Xiaoman's lips, like a beast staring at a delicate prey.

Keenly aware of the danger, Gu Xiaoman was about to turn her head instinctively, her jaw was pinched suddenly, she was led to sit up halfway, and staggered into Fu Wenyao's arms.

Gu Xiaoman didn't expect him to do this, it took a long while before he came back to his senses in astonishment.

The room was very quiet and the atmosphere was thick, Gu Xiaoman opened his mouth slightly, breathing heavily like a fish out of water.

The curtains fluttered, and the cool wind swept into the room, but it didn't relieve the heat of his body. Gu Xiaoman's face was flushed with heat, and he was groggy as if he had been fished out of boiling water.

There was a "thump, bang, bang" heartbeat, and Gu Xiaoman couldn't tell whether it was Fu Wenyao's heartbeat or hers.

Gu Xiaoman: "..."

Her delicate face was blushing to the point of bleeding, she moved her hands in embarrassment, pretending nothing happened, and struggled out of Fu Wenyao's arms.

Putting his little hands on his chest, Gu Xiaoman's face showed a bit of panic, and he said uncomfortably: "If it's okay, I'll... um..."