Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

The sound of rushing water pierced into the eardrums, and the vision was blurred by the rising water mist. There was a strong heartbeat, and Wen Qingyue couldn't tell whether it was her heartbeat or Fu Han's.

She knew that she shouldn't, and she couldn't, but she couldn't control it. There was no way to refuse him, she could only cling to his shoulders and sink.

She hated this feeling of being unable to control herself, like inexplicable anger, she didn't know why she was angry, why she was angry, facing his questioning, she just wanted to escape, to escape the answer in her mind that was intended to clear the fog and come out.

That answer made her afraid to face it.

"Yueyue." The man pressed her against the cold wall, whispered her name in her ear, and said, "I will give you an account of Liu Nanchen, trust me."

Wen Qingyue bit her lip and tried to suppress the sound that was about to overflow her throat, but because of his movements, it escaped from her lips uncontrollably. The low, thin, whimpering sound like a cat was so shameful that she couldn't bear it. Dare to answer, his fingers curled up weakly, his legs were so weak that they trembled.

"Don't lose your temper with me, I don't want to interfere with you, you can be friends with Jianying, but he doesn't have pure intentions towards you..."

Both of them couldn't see each other's expression clearly. In the past, when doing this kind of thing, Fu Han seldom spoke, at most he called her by her name, but today he talked more for some reason.

Wen Qingyue didn't want to talk at first, but when he heard Jian Ying mentioned again, she turned her head to look at him, with dissatisfaction in her misty eyes: "Then... so what, if you can covet me, others can't approach you with purpose?"

Her contradictory words annoyed the man, so she bullied her in that regard, and the words she uttered were fragmented, "People and people... the communication book is originally with a purpose, Fu, Mr. Fu, you don't want to approach me. , Not with impure purpose!"

Her eyes were filled with water mist, and the end of her eyes was flushed, which weakened the coldness and unruliness in her eyes, and added a bit of coquettishness, which was very fatal.

"Nonsense." Fu Han couldn't tell her apart, but he was able to cover her irritating mouth, grabbed her chin, lowered his head to cover her mouth, and entangled, this kiss was a bit angry and muddy. Want to think.

In the beginning, it was just punishment, but after a few touches with Hanyun, the taste changed, strong, hot, hot, domineering possession, domineering to make her belong to her only, no matter in heart or body, it can only be him, even if it is Names must also never allow others to appear between them at this moment.

No one slept well that night.

Wen Qingyue also naturally slept all morning before waking up. To her surprise, a certain hard-working workaholic also failed to get up for the first time.

The man woke up when she stretched her waist, and the hand around her waist tightened a little, making her lazy and casual movements froze immediately, and her chaotic consciousness was instantly awakened.

"Are you awake?" Sensing her stiffness, Fu Han asked with a smile on his lips.

Wen Qingyue withdrew her movements stiffly, and quickly restrained her emotions, hummed lightly, and at the same time wanted to quietly move out of the man's arms.

"Don't move." Fu Han didn't let her succeed, instead he put his leg on her body, his deep voice and the reaction of some part of his body made her overwhelmed, her brain went blank instantly, obediently stiffened her body and did not move.

The man let out a muffled laugh, and the laughter made Wen Qingyue's earlobes even hotter, and he shouted angrily, "Pervert!"

Fu Han whispered in her ear and explained: "This is a normal physiological phenomenon of every man after waking up, and it has nothing to do with abnormalities."

Just after waking up, his deep voice was a little more hoarse, with a smell of smoke, which was very provocative. Coupled with his serious tone, he looked like a sullen, refined scum.

Wen Qingyue gritted her teeth and retorted: "What time is it? It's almost afternoon!"

This energy is simply not human, "Mr. Fu, I have a question, are men who have been abstinent for more than 20 years still dissatisfied with their desires like you?" Wen Qingyue asked sarcastically.

She was really ashamed, he gave her a good chance last night, and said that she just took a bath and didn't touch her, but in the end, she was tossed twice in the bathroom, and she didn't let her go when she returned to bed, demanding too much, and not afraid of being exhausted Death!

Hearing the sarcasm in her words, Fu Han guessed what she was thinking, and without getting angry, he said very seriously: "I don't know about others, but I do know something when I meet you."

Wen Qingyue sneered, "That's right, who makes me more attractive, otherwise you wouldn't sleep with me every time you can't argue with me."

She always speaks like this, piercing sharply, as if stabbing someone else doesn't care if she hurts herself at the same time.

Fu Han was not angry, and smelled the scent of her hair. It smelled like shampoo, the same as his. It was bought in the supermarket with her on the day she moved in. It smelled like orange blossom, and it smelled very good.

He kissed her hair lightly, and said in a low voice: "I only know your essence, which proves that you are attractive and that we are the most suitable."

Wen Qingyue blinked, and for a moment didn't know what emotion to answer his words, because her mind was blank and her heart was blank at the moment.

After a moment of silence, Fu Han calmed down and let go of her, and she rolled the quilt to the other side. Without looking at him, she said in a tone that could not detect any emotion: "Close your eyes, I want to get dressed."

The man chuckled and said, "I haven't seen anything on you?"

Wen Qingyue blushed, snorted angrily, got out of bed wrapped in the quilt, went to the closet and took the clothes to go to the bathroom to wear, but she quickly threw the quilt at the bathroom door.

Fu Han looked at her closed bathroom door and silently pursed his lips, his eyes helpless.

A while later, Wen Qingyue got dressed and came out of the bathroom. When she looked up, she saw that he was still lying on the bed in the same posture as before. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly at that frank appearance, and she quickly looked away, but her earlobes were suspicious. turned red.

"Put on your pants!"

Fu Han pursed his lips, "It's not that I haven't seen it before, and you're still shy?"

Wen Qingyue gritted her teeth, hating that she was not as thick-skinned as he was, so she could only be ridiculed by him, "Hurry up!"

It was rare to see her blushing and shy at this time, Fu Han wanted to tease her, and the corners of his mouth raised, and said, "Hands are numb, and they were used as pillows for a whole night, come and help me put them on."

The corner of Wen Qingyue's mouth twitched slightly, she instinctively raised her head to stare at him, and then closed her eyes tightly from the heat.

"You rascal!"

Fu Han: "It's really numb. If you don't help me wear it, then come and massage me to clear the blood."

"..." Wen Qingyue clenched her back teeth, turned her back and said, "I'll ask a servant to help you."

"Stop!" The man let out a low voice, and said helplessly, "You want them to see the situation in this room, and then dream about it in private?"

Wen Qingyue caught her breath, looked at the mess in the room, blushed, and turned around reluctantly.