Full level sweet temptation!Seductive in Master Fu's arms

Because of jealousy, there are sweeter and more funny scenes on the streets of Paris.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women should be pleasing to the eye, but for some reason, the girl in the red cheongsam has a balloon tied to her wrist, which looks really cute.

Although the two people are not holding hands intimately, it can still be seen that they must be lovers or husband and wife.

Because, that man was still carrying a perfume gift for his beloved girl.

Jiang Yuyang raised his arm and grabbed his suit jacket, and asked with a light smile, "Are you jealous?"

Fu Wenshen's expression was not too disturbed, "No."

Jiang Yuyang stretched out his hand and poked his back through his clothes, just like that, "Then who am I? Is it someone?"

Fu Wenshen did not respond.

It's just that she was so obsessed with playing with his suit jacket behind his back that she didn't pay much attention to the people passing by.

After all, Fu Wenshen was worried that she would be hit by someone, so he directly grabbed her wrist with his big palm, pulled her into his arms and hugged her, "Walk well."

Jiang Yuyang leaned into his arms and said coquettishly, "I won't."

"Are you jealous because of that handsome little brother just now? He just wants a group photo and autograph, nothing else."

Fu Wenshen narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice sounded dangerous, "Handsome?"

Jiang Yuyang also pretended to be innocent, and even began to count the advantages of the fan just now, "Handsome, when I first saw it, my first thought was that he was handsome, and the color of his pupils is very beautiful, the most important thing is yes--"

"Very young, a little fresh meat!"

After Jiang Yuyang said these few words, he completely offended Fu Wenshen.

Jealousy got big.

Fu Wenshen originally held her waist lightly, but now he let go of it directly when he heard the words, and just separated some distance like this, his tone was extremely dangerous, "Say it again."

Jiang Yuyang threw himself into his arms and hugged him with a smile, "I'm just jealous, you still don't admit it!"

"I haven't finished my words yet, although he is young and handsome and has good-looking pupils, but you are the one who loves me the most and loves the most!!"

"What kind of vinegar are you eating? Fu vinegar is so sour."

Jiang Yuyang's eyes were curved, and he even took the initiative to stand on tiptoe and kiss him. The moment he kissed him, other people on the side of the road burst out laughing, being so romanticized by this scene.

Some people even made a fuss and said, let Fu Wenshen go back with a kiss.

Seeing more and more people watching, Jiang Yuyang was also a little embarrassed, and said to him coquettishly, "There seems to be a colorful basketball court in front, I want to check in, don't be jealous, stay with me."

"Hey, there is an ice cream shop in front, I want to eat."

Fu Wenshen didn't say anything more, but he could see that there was still a little bit of jealousy.

Jiang Yuyang happily went to choose ice cream balls. When choosing the flavor, Jiang Yuyang smiled and said, "I want a strawberry flavor and a lemon flavor."

Beat acid with acid, beat magic with magic so he won't be jealous.

When he got the ice cream, Jiang Yuyang tasted it happily. It was not as sour as expected, but it had some sweetness. It was cool and delicious.

Jiang Yuyang handed the ice cream ball to Fu Wenshen, and asked sweetly, "Do you want to have a bite?"

Fu Wenshen never liked to eat sweets, and now his brows frowned imperceptibly, but he quickly told him in a low voice, "Eat less."

Two days later is her menstrual period. She was uncomfortable during her menstrual period, and now she can't eat too much cold food.

On the way to the basketball court, the strawberry balls have been disposed of, leaving only half of the lemon balls.

When Jiang Yuyang still wanted to eat, even the ball, bowl and spoon were taken away.

Jiang Yuyang: "...huh."

After humming, he was discouraged again, and whispered, "Don't throw it away, it's a pity, it's a waste, after all, it was bought with money."

Fu Wenshen frowned, for she ate the leftover lemon balls.

It's sweet and greasy, I don't know why the little girl likes it so much.

Jiang Yuyang watched eagerly as his ball disappeared. He knew his physique, so he didn't dare to ask for it. After all, he was the one who suffered during the menstrual period.

Fortunately, the ice cream ball is gone, she has a basketball.

The most romantic basketball court in the Paris neighborhood is built by a well-known designer. The court is constructed with romantic gradient colors and geometric figures, which is particularly romantic.

When Jiang Yuyang entered the field with the basketball in his arms, he was amazed by the gradient colors of the scene. He took a lot of photos, and finally remembered to shoot.

But she has hardly played basketball, and she failed to make many shots with the ball in her arms.

Jiang Yuyang picked up the basketball by himself, and then just stood there eagerly, looking at the man who didn't know if he was jealous, and acted pitifully, "Help me, this shooting basket doesn't like me, don't let me Goal."

Even Fu Wenshen was amused by the reason she gave, and said in a low voice, "What does it have to do with shooting hoops or not liking you?"

Jiang Yuyang said nonsense seriously, "If it likes me, no matter how I shoot, it will find a way to make me score."

Fu Wenshen put away his mobile phone, walked behind Jiang Yuyang, and hugged her directly, so he was within reach of the shooting basket.

Is this the kissing, hugging and holding high, the legendary holding high?

Jiang Yuyang felt his perspective for the first time, and felt that the whole world seemed to have become smaller.

"Don't vote?"

"Ah, vote!"

Jiang Yuyang was obsessed with being lifted up high, only to remember that he was holding a basketball in his arms, and he threw it casually, and the ball went directly into the shooting basket.

After scoring the goal, Jiang Yuyang looked down at Fu Wenshen, "Look, the shooting frame likes you, but it doesn't like me."

Fu Wenshen was amused by her nonsensical reasoning. After putting the person down, he raised his arms and grabbed her chin, and lowered his head to cover her lips.

"Well……"

Fu Wenshen kissed gently for a while, his voice a little hoarse, "It doesn't need to like Yangyang, it's enough for me to like Yangyang."

Jiang Yuyang's breathing was a little short, and he just looked at the man so close, his voice was very soft, "Then who am I?"

Fu Wenshen let out a chuckle from deep in his throat, but he didn't expect that the little girl was still holding grudges.

Jiang Yuyang stuck to him and asked, "Who is who?"

Fu Wenshen also patiently answered her questions one by one, "It's Yangyang, it's baby, it's—"

When he said the last two words, Fu Wenshen paused on purpose, lowered his voice in her ear, and called out that title that made people's heart flutter.

Jiang Yuyang could even feel his beating heart.

Heartbeat, it turns out that the heart really beats so violently because of liking.

……

When he returned to his residence after dinner, Fu Wenshen contacted him again and sent some things.

Jiang Yuyang thought it was a work document or something. After all, he was not in the country during this time, and had been spending her honeymoon with her, playing around.

But I never thought that it was not a contract document, it was! ! !