Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

With Wen Qingyue's explanation, the sourness in Fu Han's heart finally dissipated, but he didn't intend to just let her go.

Fu Han stretched out his hand to hold her waist, and pulled her into his arms, Wen Qingyue was caught off guard, put his hands on his shoulders in a panic, looked up at him, and gently brushed his lips across his chin.

Fu Han: "Rejection is rejection, why are you hugging each other?"

With a deep voice, he stared at her with his eyes slightly lowered. The depths of his eyes were like a suction vortex, sucking her soul into it.

Wen Qingyue swallowed instinctively, put her toes on her toes, narrowed the distance, put her nose against her nose, and her lips against his lips, and said softly: "So you are jealous because he hugged me?"

As soon as she spoke, her soft lips touched his.

The atmosphere was heating up quietly, Wen Qingyue's hand slowly slid down from his shoulder, her cool fingertips touched his skin, and finally stopped at the position of his heart. My heart beat fast because of her.

She pursed her lips and smiled in satisfaction, her red lips parted slightly, and she exhaled like blue, "Brother, your heart beats so fast."

Fu Han grabbed her evil hand, and his Adam's apple rolled. She had seduced him like this, but today he held back, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, I mind if he hugs you. I won't let anyone of the opposite sex touch you again."

The tone is extremely domineering.

Wen Qingyue blinked innocently, "Brother, you are also of the opposite sex, including you?"

Fu Han's eyes were dark and outrageous, he held her waist and lifted her up, lowered his head and domineeringly sealed her lips, pried open her teeth, and robbed her of breathing.

The two entangled tightly until the chest was about to explode due to lack of oxygen, and the kiss ended.

Like a fish that was thrown ashore and deprived of breath, she squatted down limply. Fu Han hugged her in time and let her lean into his arms.

Fu Han reached out to wipe off the crystals from her lips, and said with dark eyes, "I'll go out for a while, and when I come back, I will punish you properly."

Wen Qingyue wrapped her hands around his neck, and her breathing was a little short, as if she didn't understand what he said, she said softly: "I'm just hugged by him, ordinary friends can't hug? Then you and Su Wanyu also had a lot of physical contact, not only did you hug her, you also carried her on your back."

Fu Han picked her up, let her sit on the edge of the bed, bent over to cooperate with her movement of hooking his neck, and said: "That's different, Wanyu essentially loves Fu Yuan, and I only put her As a younger sister, Lu Yu likes you."

Wen Qingyue curled her lips, "That's what you said, who knows if it's true or not."

Fu Han: "Don't be poor, let go, I'll go out for a while."

Wen Qingyue's eyes turned slightly, and she let go to look at him. His shirt was still half buttoned and half leaking, and his abdominal muscles could be clearly seen. At this moment, you can clearly see that point, bulge, and bulge.

Fu Han was buttoning the rest of the buttons, Wen Qingyue's eyes were gradually attracted by his slender fingers, and some unhealthy images came to mind involuntarily.

The joy those hands brought to her was too deep in her memory, Wen Qingyue licked her lips, swallowed her saliva, and her breathing became slightly disordered.

Fu Han finished buttoning the last button, raised his phoenix eyes slightly, met her fiery gaze, moved his mind slightly, leaned closer, stopped by her lips, and whispered: "Yueyue, don't look at a man with such eyes. ,very dangerous."

The atmosphere is quiet and charming.

Wen Qingyue's gaze fell on his thin lips, and she asked softly, "That kind of gaze? Why is it dangerous?"

Fu Han leaned into her ear and whispered, "I want the eyes of..."

Wen Qingyue coughed more dryly in her throat, but Fu Han stood up and distanced herself, the hormonal smell on his body suddenly became weaker.

"Wait for me to come back." He raised his brows and eyes slightly, with little smiles in his eyes.

This smile was so seductive, Wen Qingyue suddenly reached out and grabbed his belt buckle, and pulled it forward, Fu Han was caught off guard and leaned forward.

Wen Qingyue's leg rubbed against the inside of his calf, and went up a little bit, biting her lip slightly, and said, "What should I do if I can't wait?"

Fu Han swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled, and tried to relieve the thirst in his throat with saliva, "Hey, don't tease me, the matter is urgent, in case Wanyu shows the agreement to grandpa or announces it, it will not affect well."

At this moment, Wen Qingyue is like a vexatious cat owner, only caring about her own mood.

She tugged at his collar, lifted her feet up, and the hem of the skirt slid down with her movements, and piled up next to her thighs. She seemed to have no idea how seductive her actions were at the moment, and said pitifully: "That's okay. Don't be in a hurry, even if it is announced, so what, you really love me, don't you?"

"Brother, I miss you..." She straightened up, hooked his neck, her red lips were close to his earlobe.

Fu Han's throat rolled, and finally he couldn't control it, he pressed her on the bed and kissed her.

The hem of her skirt was pulled up, and the coolness and heat enveloped her until she was deprived of breath.

Halfway through, the aunt knocked on the door of the bedroom, "Sir, madam, the dishes are ready, do you want to eat now?"

Wen Qingyue froze, grabbed Fu Han's arm, and bit her lip tearfully.

Fu Han kissed her, and replied in a deep voice: "Understood."

The aunt didn't ask any more questions, guessing that they had just had a quarrel, maybe it would be explained clearly inside, so she went straight downstairs.

Fu Han looked down at Wen Qingyue, his eyes were dark, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Yueyue, relax."

Wen Qingyue understood that he was teasing her, stared at him in shame and angrily, trembling slightly, opened her lips to scold him, but couldn't control the overflowing sound.

Ten minutes later, Wen Qingyue lay curled up on the bed, staring at the well-dressed man next to him who was wiping his hands.

A joy, love, only her clothes are disheveled and her breath is disordered, and he is like a normal person, his white shirt is neat and there is no wrinkle.

"Concentration is so good, can't you?" Wen Qingyue was so angry that she said things against her will.

After wiping his hands, Fu Han looked back at her with a smile in his eyes, "Can I do it, you know it very well, don't you?"

Wen Qingyue choked, she really knew that such insulting words to a man were not insulting to him.

Because only if you can't, you will feel insulted.

Fu Han got up and put on his coat, and said, "Clean it up yourself, and go downstairs to eat when you're hungry. Don't wait for me. I'll take care of it as soon as possible and come back to accompany you."

Wen Qingyue didn't know if it was because her mind was unhealthy, but she always felt that the last two words he said had some deep meaning.

Fu Han stepped out of the bedroom, leaving behind Wen Qingyue and a charming atmosphere in the room.

Wen Qingyue was lying on her back, staring at the ceiling, and there was still an aftertaste in her body that hadn't completely subsided.

She knew that Fu Han was going to prevent Su Wanyu from telling his grandfather the agreement they signed at the beginning.

Fu Han asked her why she didn't care. She wanted to say that the agreement did exist, and if it really came out, she wouldn't be afraid, because she really fell in love with him.

As long as we love each other, what problems can't be solved?