Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

"Fu Han..." Wen Qingyue's nose was sore, she untied her seat belt and rushed over to hug him, buried in his shoulder and neck, her voice choked slightly.

Fu Han was stunned, unable to understand why she hugged him suddenly, and after a few seconds of silence, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to hug her, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qingyue stabilized her desire to cry, looked at him from a distance, and said, "I just want to tell you, you are just yourself with me, you are just Fu Han, the Fu Han I love."

Without the name of President Fu, there is no need to carry another person on his back to live, it is just him, this person named Fu Han.

Fu Han understood her meaning in an instant, and also understood why she hugged him suddenly, and his heart was deeply touched. His dark and deep eyes burst out with a dazzling and warm brilliance, and he looked at her and asked, "What did you just say?"

Wen Qingyue repeated: "You are just yourself."

"No, the last sentence."

Wen Qingyue's face turned hot, but she said firmly: "You are just Fu Han, the Fu Han I love."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Han held her face and kissed her lips passionately. He was not good at expressing the passionate love deep in his heart with words, so he could only convey it through this intimate behavior, entwining her tightly.

After a long time, Wen Qingyue felt that she was about to suffocate, and Fu Han let go of her. Only then did Wen Qingyue realize that she had straddled his lap.

Her whole body was weak, her mind was still dazed, her lips were hot and numb, Fu Han reached out to wipe off the silver strands around her lips, her eyes were dark, like a beast waking up to eat.

After Wen Qingyue's thoughts gradually cleared up, she was startled before her breathing calmed down, and her whole body froze. He, he...

"Let, let me go, I want to get out of the car!" She moved her body stiffly, but she was surprised that every time she moved, his reaction became more obvious.

Woohoo, this is not the car to go to kindergarten.

With an uneasy expression, Fu Han pressed her waist, not letting her move, and said, "Don't move, let me calm down."

Wen Qingyue showed bitterness, "Are you so sure to calm down?"

Fu Han raised his eyes and stared at her, as if he was staring at the delicious food, and the "food" seemed to be inviting him to eat at the moment, "That's right, we are all home, there is no need to calm down."

He put his arms around her and twisted the car door, and was about to get out of the car, but was restrained as soon as he moved, Wen Qingyue couldn't help suppressing her laughter, hooked his neck and said, "Your seat belt isn't unfastened."

Obsessed with lust, he even forgot to unbuckle his seat belt.

Embarrassment flashed across Fu Han's eyes, Wen Qingyue took the opportunity to break free from his big hands, jumped out of the car and raised eyebrows at him, "Boss Fu, calm down slowly, and come in after you calm down."

After saying that, she turned around and went up the steps, walking briskly, unlocked the lock and entered the house.

Fu Han stared at her back, licked her canine teeth with the tip of his tongue, unbuckled his seat belt, and glanced down at him for a moment. Her words of confession were more beautiful than words of love, which made him tremble all over and shouted in his heart.

She said that he was just him, just the Fu Han she loved, and had nothing to do with anything else.

The more Fu Han thought about it, the faster his breathing became.After getting out of the car, the cold air didn't calm him down, his Adam's apple rolled, he closed the car door forcefully, walked quickly into the room, and locked his eyes on the person sitting on the sofa, pressing Strawberry Bear on the sofa.

"So fast?" Wen Qingyue looked back at him, a little surprised.

She thought he would be calm for a long time.

It's just that as soon as the words fell, she realized that something was wrong when she met the man's eyes. He was not calm at all, and those eyes seemed to want to peel her off.

She was suffocated, and hurriedly got up to run away, but Fu Han grabbed her, put her in his arms, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Mrs. Fu, why are you running?"

Depend on!He was seducing her, seducing her with that voice!

Wen Qingyue swallowed loudly, and said, "I didn't, I just remembered that I need to go upstairs to get something."

"Take what?" Fu Han didn't intend to let her go, and he didn't expose her clumsy lie. After speaking, he put his lips against her earlobe, biting, licking, and accepting.

"Fu, Fu Han, what are you so passionate about?" Wen Qingyue only felt her cheeks burning hot, and she couldn't stand still. She clearly felt his reaction, and her lower back was pressed against him.

"Who told you to confess to me and made me react, you are responsible." Fu Han arched and arched, his movements were extremely lustful, but his voice sounded aggrieved.

Is it her fault?

Wen Qingyue gritted her teeth, and said bitterly: "Don't push me, I'm not a cabbage!"

She wasn't confessing, it was just that she felt sorry for him and wanted to comfort him. Who made him insist on holding her and kissing her, and blamed her when the kiss sparked?

Fu Han laughed angrily at her secret slander, grabbed her chin with one hand, forced her to turn around, kissed her lips, and said intermittently: "You cabbage... I have been crushed by you, It's too late to stop Gong now!"

"Ugh—asshole..." Wen Qingyue was so angry that she cursed, but the angry words changed after she uttered them, and instead became more meaningful and ambiguous, like flirting.

Wen Qingyue couldn't resist him, she was hugged and kissed by him, she stumbled onto the cold marble surface, her long skirt was lifted up in the confusion, "Don't, don't stay here, go, go upstairs and go back bedroom."

"Ah Fu Han—"

Wen Qingyue's entire upper body touched the cold marble, she screamed, accompanied by anger, but the rest of her words were knocked out.

"Baby, stop shouting, I'm on top of you." Fu Han whispered in her ear with a low voice, without any shame.

Wen Qingyue didn't have the face to argue with him anymore, and she didn't have the energy to scold him, she just greeted him in her heart.

At the last moment, Wen Qingyue suddenly opened her eyes wide, gritted her teeth and asked, "Bastard, are you, your snake, inside?"

Fu Han hugged her and coaxed her, "Hey, don't be angry, there's no condom underneath, I'll wear it later."

What does it mean to wear it later?

Wen Qingyue didn't have the strength to hit him, so she was carried upstairs by him and went back to the bedroom. Lying on the big soft bed, she regained some strength and pushed the man who was pressing on him away, "Are you still here?"

Fu Han put his arms around her and coaxed her in a low voice: "Be good, do it again, I promise not to make you tired."

Wen Qingyue mentioned him, but he grabbed his ankle and dragged him down, making it easier for him, "Fu Han!"

"I'm here." Fu Han stretched out his hand to open the drawer, pressing her down to prevent her from moving.

Wen Qingyue gouged him a few times, and she couldn't swear the rest of the words, so she could only let the man oppress her. In the end, she was so tired that she was weak, but someone was still full of energy and tortured her again. She was in a daze I have fallen asleep and don't remember anything.

Waking up again, it was already noon, Wen Qingyue got out of bed, dragged her tired body to take a shower, then opened the drawer to find the contraceptive pills she bought earlier, swallowed one before going downstairs.

Fu Han came out of the kitchen, wearing an apron, holding a plate of vegetables, green pepper and eggs, a very simple dish with no technical content.

"Are you hungry? Sit down and eat." Fu Han put down the food and untied his apron.

Wen Qingyue looked at the simple two stir-fried vegetables and a soup on the table, and said shamelessly: "Auntie made this soup yesterday, right?"

Fu Han: "...Well, I'm hot."