Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Didi - when the green light came on, Su Yan didn't start the car immediately, but the car behind honked its horn, pulling Su Yan back from his thoughts.

The car started and moved forward smoothly, Su Yan was silent for a while before he opened his mouth and said: "Wanyu, my brother just knew you liked Ah Han for many years, so I want to persuade you, don't indulge in it anymore, Ah Han is married now, what will you do if you keep pestering him?" look?"

Su Wanyu frowned and opened the window. The evening wind blew in, bringing a sense of coolness, but not as good as the desolation in her heart. "Brother, you haven't liked someone for so long. If you don't understand, leave me alone."

Fu Han is now 28, and she is also 23, and has liked him for 15 years, how could she just let go of her love for so long.

Su Yan knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he sighed helplessly, turned the steering wheel, and asked at the same time, "Did you say something to Wen Qingyue tonight?"

Su Wanyu looked back at him, and said calmly, "It's nothing, just tell her that I like Ah Han."

At the same time as the words fell, Su Yan stepped on the brakes, a piercing sound resounded in the courtyard of the Su family, and orange lights shone on the two of them.

"Yes, if you have anything else you want to know, you can ask her yourself, and let me go."

At the same moment, Wen Qingyue was carried back to the room by Fu Han, and was pressed on the bed, unable to move, and angrily gave him a few perfunctory words.

Fu Han looked at her sharply, and didn't believe her words, "Just discussing the arrangement in the garden won't make you angry, and you leave her as a guest and enter the house by yourself, aren't you telling the truth?"

Wen Qingyue looked at him with a frown, and asked, "Do you want to know the reason for my anger, or do you want to know if she mentioned you?"

Her tone was not good, and she was a bit eccentric. A trace of helplessness flashed in Fu Han's eyes. He lifted her chin with his empty hand, and gently rubbed her lips with his thumb, "Your mouth is always sharp. If Lasci is not truthfully recruited, I will be punished."

These words are not serious no matter how they sound in this situation, Wen Qingyue reacted for a while before she realized that she only felt that the lips he caressed were a little hot, and she opened her mouth angrily and bit his finger .

She exerted all her strength, and Fu Han frowned, but he didn't withdraw his hand immediately, instead, his eyes darkened a lot when he looked at her.

Wen Qingyue saw a subtle danger in his eyes, she let go in panic, and tried to turn her head away, but almost as soon as she relaxed and felt uncomfortable, she pinched her chin, lowered her head and kissed her.

This kiss came suddenly and ferociously. Fu Han cunningly occupied her mouth when she was stunned for a moment, and chased her around for a while.

"Uh... bastard, you uh..."

Wen Qingyue turned her head and tried to get rid of him, but the man squeezed her chin tightly to force her not to get rid of him, and the kiss became more and more fierce.

When he let go, both of them were panting and their breathing was disordered. Wen Qingyue stared at the man, her red lips fluttered, and a faint blush appeared in the corners of her eyes.

The color of Fu Han's eyes became darker, his finger brushed her lips, wiped off the silver thread on her lips, and said in a low voice: "Don't look at me like that, I won't be able to bear it."

Wen Qingyue: "..."

"Fu Han, you really can be in heat all the time." She satirized angrily, and the words she said were extremely ugly.

"Little girl, you always speak so harshly, have you forgotten what I just said?" Fu Han looked at her with deep eyes, still pinching her chin with his hand, rubbing her fingertips gently, Wen Qingyue suspected that he would continue to rub like this The friction of her jaw was on fire.

The atmosphere is a bit subtle, Wen Qingyue is not an innocent little girl, she can smell what this subtlety means, Fu Han is pressing on her, there is almost no gap, she can clearly feel the changes in his body, the pain in his lower abdomen is tight, this is is an invisible danger.

Wen Qingyue panicked, "Fu Han, don't forget, we are just a cooperative relationship, other things..."

Before she finished speaking, the man kissed her again, this time much gentler, crushing her lips, and he knocked on the door patiently as she closed her teeth, waiting for her to open the city gate and surrender.

This kind of gentle torture is even more terrible, Wen Qingyue surrendered, surrendered to the patiently waiting hunter, was controlled and plundered by the man, his breathing became thinner and thinner, his body temperature became hotter and hotter, as if being roasted by something, his whole body There is a kind of feeling like scratching the boots.

Fu Han also kissed so emotionally, he let go of her hand, held her waist with his big hand, and moved slowly. After a few times of intimacy, he was completely familiar with her body and knew every sensitive point of her.

"Don't..." Wen Qingyue grabbed his arm, pushed him, stopped her in a hoarse voice when her lips and teeth parted briefly, and he was willing to part for a while to give her breathing time.

Before he was completely relieved, he kissed again, one after another, intermittently, this kind of intimacy tortured both of them very uncomfortable, but the man parted his lips again when she was completely sinking, quickly and suddenly.

Wen Qingyue was still a little dazed, her eyes slightly lifted, and she looked at him mistyly, as if she didn't quite understand his behavior.

Fu Han's throat tightened, his Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty, and he managed to hold back his collapsing rationality. He resisted the thought of bringing her to Fa-rectification on the spot, and asked, "Don't you want to say it?"

"You..." Wen Qingyue regained consciousness for two minutes, and realized that his continuous teasing of herself was the so-called punishment, in order to force her to tell the truth.

Fu Han also didn't feel very good, this punishment was equivalent to punishing himself, especially at this moment when she was looking at him like this.

Her eyes were stained with lust, covered with water vapor, misty, her cheeks were dyed thin red, and her red lips were full of red lips. She silently extended an invitation to him.

Fu Han claims that he is not a lustful person. In the past 20 years, he didn't have much thought before meeting her.

Always wanted to get close to her, wanted to tear her to pieces.

"We haven't seen each other for several days, you've thought about it too, right? Then..."

"Miss you, uncle!"

Wen Qingyue interrupted him in embarrassment, she didn't know where the strength came from, or maybe Fu Han let down his vigilance, pushed him away at once, got out of bed and wanted to leave.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, the man reached out and grabbed her wrists, and pulled her hard, and she fell down. Fu Han followed her, wrapped her arms around her waist, and held her in his arms to prevent her from moving.

Wen Qingyue pressed on him, her hands supported the mattress and when she remembered, she pressed her hands on her waist, she lost her strength and fell back, grinding her teeth, her hands pinched his neck, "Let go, or I'll pinch you Already!"

Outright threat.

If she was a killer at this moment, Fu Han would already be dead. Of course, if that was the case, Fu Han would not easily hand her the neck.

The two looked at each other, the man looked innocent and unmoved, and said: "Today is the first day you moved into the house, I intended to celebrate you, not to make you unhappy, so I must explain why it happened. Angry at me?"