Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Fu Han couldn't see what she looked like at the moment, but the feeling alone was enough to tease him so much that he couldn't hold back, and the heat wave rolled over.

As soon as Wen Qingyue unbuttoned the first button, she felt his body temperature rise and something pressed against his abdomen.

She was burned from the base of her ears to her neck, but she didn't intend to give up. Just as she was about to continue, she felt her whole body lighten, and was immediately hugged by Fu Han.

Her field of vision was suddenly elevated, she was so startled that she instinctively put her arms around his neck, her legs were wrapped around his waist, and she looked up at him in bewilderment.

But Fu Han kissed her on the lips, and after a few steps, he put her on the bed.

After falling on the bed, Wen Qingyue understood what was going to happen next, but Fu Han pressed her down and did not move, instead he frowned and asked, "You are very wrong."

Wen Qingyue: "..."

She didn't want to talk, she hooked his neck and raised her head to kiss him.

But Fu Han didn't let her kiss, and pulled her hand away, with a serious expression, "You haven't spoken since just now."

Until now, he didn't notice her abnormality.

He was the one who took the initiative every time before. She had never been so enthusiastic before, and she took the initiative to tease him without saying a word.

"Are you still angry?" Fu Han asked.

Wen Qingyue frowned, "Are you sick? You keep asking me if I'm still angry, so I have to answer?"

Aren't her actions obvious enough?

She was finally willing to answer him, but her tone was a little irritated.

Fu Han stared at her, and said helplessly, "I didn't mean that. Didn't we agree that if you have any questions, you should communicate frankly and don't be bored in your heart."

Wen Qingyue closed her eyes, remained silent for two seconds, and said, "Are you still going to do it? If you don't do it, get out of the way. I'm going to take a shower."

She was in a very complicated mood at the moment, and even she herself didn't know what she wanted.

She obviously wasn't angry with him anymore, she knew that he and Su Wanyu had nothing to do, but she still had a heart attack and didn't want to talk or communicate.

That's why she wanted to kiss him, to use those things to numb herself, to forget her troubles, but today Fu Han insisted on confronting her and insisting on her communicating with him.

Fu Han's complexion gradually darkened, he stood up, looked down at her, felt the weight disappear, Wen Qingyue opened his eyes, and met his gaze, he said: "Get up, let's have a good talk."

Wen Qingyue didn't move, and teased him very boldly, "Is it okay to talk while doing it?"

She wouldn't say this kind of thing usually, even if he bullied her and threatened her to say something out of the ordinary when she was in bed, she wouldn't say it.

Fu Han's eyes sank, and Wen clearly heard him calling her angrily.

"Wen Qingyue, get up!"

Hey, calling her by first and last name makes me really angry.

He was angry, but she smiled instead, pursed her lips, propped her upper body on her elbows, raised her legs, rubbed her feet against his legs, from bottom to top, and stopped on the inner thigh, "Why are you so fierce? I'm not without agree to talk to you."

She agreed, but how can we talk about it at that time?

Fu Han had nothing to do with her, especially since she still teased him like this.

He is a normal man, facing the teasing of his beloved, he can stop at the critical moment, who knows how much rationality it took him to hold back, and wanted to have a serious chat with her, but she didn't cooperate, and continued to tease him .

Fu Han adjusted his breathing, and said in a hoarse voice: "Wen Qingyue, I'll give you one last chance, get up, let's have a serious chat."

"I refuse." Wen Qingyue tilted her head sullenly and provocatively, "It's such a time, how can you bear to talk to me about other things? Fu Han, are you still a man?"

Speaking of this, Fu Han really is no longer a man no matter how much he endures, the string of reason in his mind was cut off by her own hands.

Suddenly, Fu Han grabbed her calf and dragged her to his side.

"what--"

Wen Qingyue was caught off guard, but the exclamation was blocked in the next moment.

After the long kiss ended, Wen Qingyue gasped weakly, and her whole body turned into a pool of spring water, letting Fu Han slaughter her.

She put one leg on Fu Han's shoulder, her beautiful eyes were slightly dozed, she seemed to be half asleep, and she grabbed the bed sheet under her body with one hand, and the soft, pure white sheet was pulled into long folds by her.

"Yueyue, let's...don't quarrel, shall we?" Fu Han looked at her, his deep magnetic voice trembling a little.

Wen Qingyue opened her half-closed almond eyes, a pool of spring water filled his appearance, and the light fell on her eyes in the fluctuations, which was very moving.

She was obviously gentle and gentle, but she was rather irritating when she answered him, "Not good!"

Fu Han was quite helpless, "I know you are wronged, I owe you, I will deal with Su Wanyu as soon as possible, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the person under him seemed to be suddenly stimulated, struggling to push him, "Get out! I don't want it anymore!"

Fu Han's complexion was gloomy, his temples throbbed, he pinched her waist, gritted his teeth and said, "Yueyue, don't, don't make trouble..."

Wouldn't it kill him to stop at this time?

Wen Qingyue didn't care about him, she got angry, struggled, scratched and beat him, but the difference in strength between men and women was too big, and it was in this kind of thing again.

After struggling for a few seconds, her hands and feet became weak, and she couldn't push it away. Instead, she was bullied even harder.

Fu Han guessed that it was probably because he mentioned Su Wanyu that made her unhappy, and he clearly realized again that this kind of time is not suitable for talking about such issues, so he simply concentrated on it.

The person in his arms was bullied so badly by him that he almost cried, kicked and scratched him in the end.

Wen Qingyue's eyes were red, and Qiong's nose was dripping with sweat, making her very cute.

Fu Han hugged her and patiently waited for her to calm down.

After a while, Wen Qingyue pushed him, "Get up, take me to take a shower, I'm so dirty!"

Her words were full of disgust, and she ordered him domineeringly.

Fu Han smiled dotingly, carried her into the bathroom, put hot water for her, took a bath, and after cleaning, he went out first, changed the sheets, and brought her clean pants, bathrobe.

Afterwards, Wen Qingyue was carried out again by him, and the two lay on the bed. Fu Han hugged her, and patiently said again, "Yueyue, I know it's hard for you not to mind Su Wanyu, and it's very bad for you. Fair, but can you..."

He paused, and kissed her on the top of her head, "Be patient for me, don't go to the same level as her, no matter what she or others say, don't care about it, you just need to know that I only have you in my heart, and I am doing it for you." Your and my future efforts to end this."

His voice is low, just after the affair, there is still a bit of a different voice in his voice, which is provocative.

Wen Qingyue turned her back to him, listening to his words, she felt uncomfortable.

She didn't answer him immediately, her eyes fell on the ring of her ring finger, and her eyes were full of the dazzling light of opal stones.

After a while, she turned around and approached him proactively, put her hands on his waist, pressed her face against his chest, felt his strong heartbeat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Fu Han, hurry up and deal with the matter between you and her." Okay, there are still four months before our wedding."