Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Qingyue failed to satisfy Fu Han by what she usually called Fu Han, so she was so angry that she directly smashed it, and said through gritted teeth: "I'm not the only one who suffers from love!"

She wouldn't be able to say such shameful words at other times, but today she was really forced to be irrational by him, as if she didn't care.

Fu Han laughed softly, pinched her chin and kissed her, and seduced her intermittently. Wen Qingyue was suddenly fascinated by the kiss, her anger disappeared, and she twisted her waist involuntarily.

"Hehe..." Fu Han's muffled laugh sounded softly in her ears, and Wen Qingyue suddenly woke up a little bit, a little irritable, and just about to push him angrily, she heard him coaxing: "Hey, you Forget, you should call me husband."

They are husband and wife, which is indeed what she should be called, but she hasn't called them for so long, and she feels ashamed to say it.

Wen Qingyue's cheeks were hot, and she hesitated to speak, but she couldn't stand Fu Han's coaxing, so she said half-pushed, "Husband..."

Fu Han's eyes were terribly dark, he swallowed, and his voice was hoarse, "Baby, your voice is too soft, please call again."

Wen Qingyue only felt that her cheeks were burning unbelievably hot. After hearing his words, she gritted her teeth angrily, raised her hand and put her arm in front of her eyes to block her view, with her red lips parted, she shouted loudly: "Husband, husband, husband! Are you satisfied?"

What she answered was Fu Han's performance of hard work. That title seemed to ignite him and gave him infinite motivation. It was more fierce than every time before. Wen Qingyue was completely speechless after being tossed.

In a daze, he was carried into the bathroom, put into the warm water, and after a while, fell into the soft quilt, was hugged into the fiery chest, and fell asleep comfortably.

The next day, Wen Qingyue woke up from being harassed. The man's kisses fell heavily on her face, and she had no choice but to wake up from the harassing.

"Fu Han..." As soon as she opened her mouth, she was startled by the hoarse and outrageous voice.

Fu Han's kiss also landed on her lips, rubbed her lips together, and said vaguely: "Don't be afraid, you'll be fine when you get up and drink some warm water."

The implication is that this hoarse voice will not last long, and it will not affect her going out to talk with others.

Wen Qingyue's cheeks were hot, of course she knew it, but it was inappropriate to remember last night, she screamed too hard, which made her voice hoarse, but after thinking about it, the culprit was the man on her body, who bit his lip angrily Take a bite.

The man let go of the pain, and was pushed aside by her, a bit of bewilderment appeared in his deep eyes.

Wen Qingyue glared at him, "He's in heat early in the morning, Mr. Fu, are you a puppy?"

Because he had just woken up, his voice was hoarse and lazy, Fu Han bent his lips, and pulled him into his arms, "Are you praising my waist?"

"..."

The corners of Wen Qingyue's eyes twitched, she really couldn't win against this person, and cursed in a low voice: "Smelly shameless!"

Fu Han's thin lips hooked lightly, and he blew lightly into her ear, and said generously, "Don't you like it?"

Boss Fu, who has always been reticent, was always able to blush what she said when he was under the bed, and he was powerless to refute.

Wen Qingyue glared at him, but didn't answer, "Let go, I have to get up and go to work."

"It's still early, it's only seven o'clock." Fu Han didn't let go, but hooked her chin and gave her a long kiss.

Under the quilt, the two were flesh to flesh, and any changes were clear, Wen Qingyue's pupils shrank, and she struggled to push him, "No, no, I have a backache, I have no strength, and I have to go to work!"

The tossing and tossing almost killed her last night, and now her back is still sore. Come on, she doesn't have to go to work today.

Fu Han had already put his hands in, coaxing her: "Hey, just lie down, it doesn't take much effort, I'll lighten up..."

Wen Qingyue didn't compromise, but it's a pity that her struggle was just a tickle to Fu Han, even like a kind of sex between the bed.

After a while, her struggling voice disappeared and was gradually replaced by another syllable, which made people blush.

The clock on the wall went round, from seven to eight.

Wen Qingyue was carried into the bathroom weakly, and half an hour passed after cleaning up. After breakfast, Fu Han really wanted to see her off, but she ruthlessly refused, and drove another low-key car to the company.

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"Deputy Wen, here are the documents you asked for yesterday." Han Jiao took a bunch of documents and put them on her desk.

Wen Qingyue looked away from the computer screen, nodded, "Okay, I asked you to make an appointment with the heads of the two companies, have you made an appointment?"

Han Jiao nodded slightly, "Ms. Liu didn't make an appointment, but I made an appointment with President Lu of Citigroup, and..."

She paused for a while, and looked at Wen Qingyue with treacherous eyes.

"Huh?" Wen Qingyue looked at her puzzled.

Han Jiao twitched her fingers, and said, "President Lu of Citigroup is your friend from yesterday, Deputy Wen, don't you know?"

She didn't quite believe that Wen Qingyue didn't know, and even felt that the other party agreed to meet because she knew it was Wen Qingyue.

Wen Qingyue understood what was going on in the secretary's mind, and she was noncommittal, "I know, but I don't know if he knows that I am the person who asked him to meet."

"Ah?" Han Jiao was taken aback. "Deputy Wen and you met yesterday. Didn't you tell him about it? You know each other, and our project will be easier if you have friendship."

Wen Qingyue blinked and dismissed her thoughts, "Don't think about it, it's useless even if we have friendship, this is a big project, Liu's is the largest holding house, even if Citigroup is settled, Liu's nod is needed."

This is also the most difficult point of this project. I just hope that the Liu family will not bring personal grievances into work, otherwise this project may really fail.

Thinking of this, Wen Qingyue couldn't help but get a headache, Wen Canghai would really give her a problem.

Han Jiao nodded, not knowing the difficulty in the middle, and optimistically said: "At least one of them can be solved first, and the difficulty will be halved directly."

Seeing her alone and cheerful, Wen Qingyue shook her head without hitting her, and asked, "What time is the appointment?"

"At two o'clock in the afternoon, at the xx Golf Club."

Wen Qingyue nodded, "Okay, then you prepare the materials and ask others to submit a plan to me at noon. It doesn't need to be too detailed, just have a general idea."

Han Jiao wrote them down one by one, and said, "Okay, then I'll go out first."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, at the entrance of the golf course, Wen Qingyue parked the car, and stood at the entrance with Han Jiao, looking at the several luxury cars parked beside them, one of which had a familiar plate number, as if it belonged to Lu Yu.

It seems people have arrived.

Wen Qingyue suddenly asked: "Did Mr. Lu invite other people to meet at the stadium?"

Han Jiao was stunned, "Huh? I don't know, his secretary just told me to meet here at two o'clock."

Wen Qingyue frowned, and wanted to say that she should go to find out the news, but she had already arrived here, so she endured it and said, "Let's go, we will adapt to the situation later."