Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Qingyue was stunned by Fu Han's reason, and stared at him blankly.

After a while, I asked, "Just for this?"

Fu Han: "Yes."

Wen Qingyue loosened her grip on his neck a little, and said with a somewhat awkward expression: "I wasn't angry at first, but you kept teasing me, and it has nothing to do with her."

"Really?" Fu Han didn't believe it.

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows, and asked back: "Otherwise, you and Su Wanyu have something to do, so I feel that I will be angry because of her?"

As soon as she said the words, her eyebrows and eyes were raised a little, and she felt a sense of victory that she had turned the situation around.

Fu Han's eyebrows were slightly raised. It was indeed a little surprised that she would ask such a question. His eyes met, and he didn't answer immediately, and there was a bit of confusion between his brows.

Just such a two-second reaction made Wen Qingyue instantly cold, the temperature in her eyes lost heat, but the expression on her face remained unchanged, "It seems that you really have something, you don't want to say it, I don't want to know. "

"Why do I feel that some people's tone is sour?" Fu Han narrowed his eyes and stared at her slightly.

"I'm not interested in your relationship history, and I won't meddle in other people's business like Mr. Fu." Wen Qingyue curled her lips mockingly, and brushed her long hair to one side, because this would be a fight, Her forehead was covered with fragrant sweat, and her hair was a little hot.

She tilted her head slightly, and her hair was pulled to one side. This action exposed one side of her neck, and Fu Han's gaze fell on her neck. There was a hair he just left behind under the earlobe. The fine hickey marks spread the itch in his heart.

Her long hair fell down, with a faint scent of shampoo, and it was a little itchy as it swept across the side of his face as she moved.

Fu Hankong stretched out her long hair with one hand and brushed it away from his face, fixed his eyes on her with burning eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you saying that you and I are in a business relationship?"

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows, "Well, Mr. Fu, I just want to remind you, don't put your feelings into our trading relationship, it will become very troublesome, I don't like trouble."

She shook her head, her expression was charming and awkward.

Fu Han breathed heavily, "Okay, don't talk about feelings, let's talk about another relationship."

Wen Qingyue's eyes narrowed slightly, and she quickly understood his hint. After all, his physical changes were already obvious, but before she could open her mouth, the world turned upside down. The man pressed her down again, with dangerous eyes Lock her up.

"Wait!" Wen Qingyue stopped in time, "No, mine is coming soon..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stuffed back into his stomach, his lips and teeth were entangled, the man was no longer restrained, and the kiss was passionate and lingering.

Breathing intertwined, they separated after a while, and the kiss fell on her neck again, point by point, "No wonder you reacted so strongly today, I heard that women have the highest sexual trough before their menstrual period, and they obviously want to resist... "

The man's deep voice fell in her ear with the kiss, and his words were very serious, which was quite different from his usual image.

Wen Qingyue narrowed her eyes slightly, holding her breath and wanted to push him away, but her hands didn't know whether to push or pull, and she was powerless to refute his words.

During the entanglement, her clothes were messy, and her hands moved around, controlling her very well, she simply didn't suppress herself, she sank on his shoulders, and didn't want to care about why every dispute would end in this way.

But at the last moment, the man still wanted to torture her, and he whispered in her ear like a wicked joke, "Tell me, do you want to do it? Do you miss me?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up if you want to do it!" Wen Qingyue was tortured by him very uncomfortable, she grabbed his shoulders tightly, gritted her teeth and stared at him, her eyes were flushed.

No matter what kind of character a man is, he seems to have a bad taste in this kind of thing. He holds back, even if he himself feels more uncomfortable.

Wen Qingyue squinted her eyes and looked at him, knowing that he just wanted her to say that sentence, she gave birth to a rebellion, pressed her teeth to hold back the sound that was about to rush out of her throat, gritted her teeth and pushed him suddenly, Quickly and ruthlessly pressed the man under him, and supported his neck with his hands to go into battle.

All of a sudden, the dark night sky seemed to explode with brilliant fireworks, and the muffled groans of men and women sounded at the same time, accompanied by the shaking lamp beside the bed.

Fu Han knew that she usually pretended to be well-behaved, but in fact she was very strong in her bones, and never liked to be controlled by others. She never thought that she would be like this in this kind of thing.

It was late when it was over.

Fu Han carried him into the bathroom to wash, and the dense mist made the beautiful eyebrows of the little girl in his arms look even better.

The hot water made Wen Qingyue relax a lot, and her unbearably sore waist also felt comfortable.

Thinking of this, he gave the culprit a hard look, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab his neck, pretending to be vicious and said: "Are you trying to kill me on purpose!"

The man smiled and wanted to pull her down, but the little girl pressed his shoulders with both hands, staring straight at him with bright black eyes, slamming into his heart one after another.

The long hair swayed with her, and with her black eyes, every little expression of her fell into his heart.

He laughed: "No, on the contrary, you are unexpectedly stubborn."

It was the first time he saw such a thing by himself.

"Fu...Mr. Fu, you and I are equal in this kind of matter...don't, don't try to pinch me..."

Only now did she remember that she was shy, her cheeks were slightly red, and she wanted to argue with him, not to be outdone, and wanted him to know that she would not let anyone manipulate her, even on the bed.

Fu Han's eyes were deep, he held her waist with both hands, cooperated with her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qingyue, I never wanted to hold you..."

It's just that she always put up sharp thorns at him and refused to tell him the truth.

Wen Qingyue's face became hot from his deep eyes, she reached out her hand to cover his eyes, bit her lip and hummed.

Fu Han's eyes were covered by her, and his senses were infinitely magnified. He hugged her and moved, his voice hoarse, "Don't make me angry."

Wen Qingyue blushed and wanted to struggle, but he turned over and pressed her hot chest against her back...

"Don't make trouble, if this continues, do you want my life?" The man's deep voice rang in his ears, his big hands grabbed her slender waist, and the most passionate emotions surged in his dark eyes.

Wen Qingyue's words that she wanted to refute turned out to be broken and disorganized, and she couldn't hear the complete words.

Even though she wanted to argue with Fu Han, and wanted him to know that she was never under his control, that she could do whatever she wanted, and she wouldn't pick up what others didn't want like Su Wanyu did, but in this kind of matter, after all, He was inexperienced, so he couldn't compare to him, but the moment just now released the beast in the man's depths, making him even crazier.

"Fu, Fu Han, you... bully me..."

"No...I want you to remember today's day, remember..."

In the end, Wen Qingyue only remembered that her voice was broken, and she cried and begged for mercy for the first time being tortured.

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The next morning Wen Qingyue woke up feeling unwell.

She propped herself up and sat up, looking around, the ground was in a mess, their clothes were thrown all over the ground, the trash can and the ground were covered with evidence of the man's excessive demands.

Wen Qingyue's face turned red, she looked away in a panic, wrapped herself in a bed sheet and reluctantly got off the ground, took the clothes from the closet, and quickly went into the bathroom, washing and tidying up before someone came in.