Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

In the match between Wen Qingyue and Fu Han, Wen Qingyue won with a distance of more than ten meters.

Fu Han suffered from altitude sickness, and slowed down. He stood still on the flat ground in front of the glacier, panting and watching her walking towards him with a bright smile.

"I won!" Wen Qingyue said.

Fu Han nodded, "Well, you won, but the reward will be sent to you later, I'm a little short of oxygen right now."

He usually does a lot of fitness exercises, but he can't compare to her in various body functions, and he developed high reactions after running for a short distance.

Hearing that he was hypoxic, Wen Qingyue's expression froze, and she hurriedly supported him, "Why do you still compete with me if you have a high anti-reflex, you're going to die?"

She supported Fu Han to sit down and rest on the flat ground.

Fu Han looked at her nervousness, held her hand, and comforted her: "Don't be nervous, I just reacted slightly, and I slowed down after I noticed it."

Wen Qingyue glanced at him, shook off his hand, and said, "How do you feel now? Are you just out of breath?"

While speaking, she opened her backpack and took out the high-resistance medicine from the bag.

Fu Han said, "Slight headache."

Wen Qingyue nodded slightly, unscrewed the medicine bottle and handed it to him, "Drink the medicine first, and you should be fine after a short rest."

Watching him finish taking the medicine, Wen Qingyue stood up and looked around, and said, "We've arrived, and this is just right for camping. You sit and rest, and I'll set up a tent."

Fu Han rubbed his swollen and painful temples, and said, "Aren't you feeling uncomfortable? Sit down and have a rest, and we can hang out together when they come."

Wen Qingyue had already taken out the tent from her bag, knelt down to untie the knot, "No, I don't feel bad, I can handle it by myself."

Her hands-on ability is indeed very strong, Fu Han watched her deftly set up the tent, very skillful, it seems that she has done this kind of thing often.

Ten minutes later, Wen Qingyue set up the tent, opened the zipper from inside, and looked at Fu Han, "Come in?"

She looks very cute at the moment, her beautiful eyes seem to be full of starlight, which is too beautiful to behold.

Fu Han looked at her deeply, got up and walked into the tent, got into the tent, lay down, Wen Qingyue pulled up the chain, left a gap, then lay down and pillowed his arm, exhaled easily.

"The Tibetan area is so beautiful, and this trip wasn't so bad." Wen Qingyue put her arms around his waist.

After Fu Han took the medicine, his high-reflex symptoms eased a lot. Hearing this, he bent his lips silently, "It's really beautiful."

The two lay quietly for a while, and the thoughts in Fu Han's mind became active little by little, and he asked: "Yueyue, did you often go camping before? I see that you are very skilled in setting up tents."

Wen Qingyue's eyes were slightly startled, her fingertips curled up slightly stiffly, and she said: "It's not often, Lu Yu took me out camping a few times, he likes mountaineering, and I have a lot of outdoor knowledge from him." taught."

She was actually lying, the original owner had long forgotten Lu Yu in her memory, she didn't know if Lu Yu had taken her to camp, but she couldn't say that she wasn't Wen Qingyue in this world, everything she knew was in another world A world to master?

Of course, she was not worried that the lie would be exposed, Fu Han would not be bored to confront Lu Yu.

Fu Han really wouldn't, he would have overturned the jar of jealousy after listening to her, turned over and looked down at her, changed the topic in a deep voice, and asked deliberately: "What's the reward for the competition just now?"

Wen Qingyue couldn't pillow his arm, so she raised her hand to the back of her head, pillowed her hand, and said leisurely: "Hug, I hugged him just now, lie down."

She knew what Fu Han wanted to say, so she deliberately didn't follow his words.

Fu Han smiled, his eyes fell on her lips, he pressed his fingers on her lips, and said, "No, I'll give you another chance. If you answer wrong, you will be punished."

He made it clear that he deliberately teased her.

Wen Qingyue let out a disdainful snort from her nasal cavity, opened her mouth and bit his finger.

Fu Han was slightly stunned, his eyes met, and an ambiguous electric current quietly grew.

Suddenly, Wen Qingyue loosened her teeth, curled the tip of her tongue slightly, and swept across his fingertips.

The soft and warm touch spread from the fingertips to the atrium, causing Fu Han's eyes to darken. Instead of pulling away, his fingers entangled, turned and stirred.

His behavior at the moment made Wen Qingyue's face flush with shame, she was so, so angry, she couldn't lie down leisurely, grabbed his arm, and struggled to remember.

Fu Han held her up with one hand, and stopped bullying her. His fingertips traced on her lips, his eyes deepened, and he said in a bewitching voice: "The reward is a kiss, baby, you answered correctly, the reward You French kiss."

Wen Qingyue looked at the emotional changes in his eyes clearly, and was startled. Hearing what he said, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she retorted: "That's the reward you want, what I'm talking about..."

Before he finished speaking, the man sealed her lips and snatched her voice.

Lips and tongues entangled, lingering to death, hormones ate away the last bit of Wen Qingyue's struggle, and the resisting hand gradually wrapped around his neck, and his legs wrapped around his waist.

The small tent covered the boundless spring scenery, but it couldn't cover up the ambiguous humming that seemed to be joyful or painful.

Fu Han fully rewarded her with a deep and long-lasting French kiss. When she was hooked, her breath became disordered and her rationality drifted away, the kiss landed on her neck, and even kissed her collarbone through her clothes.

On the ice field, the most primitive enthusiasm erupted, the cloth rubbed against each other, and some cold hands slipped in from the hem of her clothes, leading her to a deeper peak of desire and desire.

……

The sky gradually darkened, the sun and the moon took over, and the moon slowly climbed into the night sky.

The four of Su Yan moved forward slowly with flashlights on, and finally saw the tent more than 50 meters away.

"Look, there is a tent ahead, it should be Fu Han and the others, we are here!"

Gu Cheng uttered a little excitedly, wanting to cheer up the two sluggish girls who had already left.

His voice also spread into the tent, Wen Qingyue's nerves tensed immediately, she bit her lip and pulled the person beside her, begging in a low voice, "Well, they...they are here..."

It was already dark in the tent at this moment, like night, they couldn't see each other's expressions, but she clearly knew that her clothes were disheveled at the moment, and his hands were... still doing evil.

This man is an asshole, he clearly heard someone coming and bullying her, kissed her lips in the dark, and coaxed: "Don't be afraid, they won't hear you."

"Well……"

Wen Qingyue snorted in a low voice, her whole body was tense, and under the high tension, she finally reached a certain peak under his bullying, panting silently with her mouth open, the corners of her eyes were wet, and her whole body was weak.

At the same moment, footsteps approached, and Su Yan's voice sounded, "Fu Han, are you in the tent?"

Wen Qingyue panicked a bit, her eyelashes trembled frequently, remembering, she pulled up the trousers that had faded to her ankles, but it was not very comfortable.

At this moment, she wanted to kill the man beside her.

Fu Han seemed to feel her anger, smiled silently, took out a tissue to wipe his hands slowly, and at the same time turned on the phone screen, and then helped her clean it up with a faint light.

Hugging her, he whispered: "Don't be afraid, I'll go out, you pack up and then come out."