Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Qingyue was stunned, and didn't recover until pain came from her lips.

"Concentrate on kissing." Fu Han bit her lips and accused her vaguely of being distracted, then pinched her chin and continued the kiss.

Wen Qingyue froze for a moment and realized that she tried to push him away.

The man put one hand on the window glass beside her, leaning half of his body towards her, and the hand pinching her chin landed on the back of her neck at some point, pressing her neck and the back of her head, not only was she not affected at all. The trace of pushing, but took the opportunity to pry open the white teeth and poke in.

No matter how she pushes, Fu Han just doesn't let go, he explores with her lips in his mouth, and gives her a very skillful passionate kiss.

Wen Qingyue's face was red and her ears were red, her heart was beating like thunder, exactly the same as last night, but the man gasped for a while, the deep voice pierced her ears, and instantly ignited her memory, as if she had returned to the most intense moment of last night in an instant.

She shouldn't have teased him.

Wen Qingyue was thinking wildly, her pushing hands gradually loosened, and she closed her eyes to enjoy this unprecedented experience.

The man didn't let go of her until the two of them were about to suffocate, and wiped off the pimples around her lips with his fingers, seeing Wen Qingyue blushing and glaring at him, with the corners of her mouth curled up and her lips glistening, she is usually unpredictable and unsmiling , and now it is very evil.

"The next time you tease me, it won't be a kiss." Fu Han sat back on his seat, loosening his tie with his hands.

He didn't know who he was punishing with this kiss, he felt even more uncomfortable now.

Wen Qingyue stared at him angrily, and retorted stiffly: "When did I tease you, you are so much older than me, is there a problem calling me brother?"

Fu Han turned his head to look at her, his eyes were evil, and the darkness in his eyes had not faded away, his eyes were like a beast secretly watching its prey, looking for a suitable angle to bite, it was very dangerous.

"We just slept together, you call me brother, you don't mean to tease me, do you really think of me as brother?" Fu Han spoke bluntly, and Wen Qingyue was speechless.

Seeing her suffocated appearance, like a cat with fried fur, Fu Han teased her even more, "If you really think of me as a brother, then we were messed up last night..."

"Shut up!" Wen Qingyue was blown out of her wits by his words, she hurriedly covered his mouth, her ears turned red.

If she really regarded him as her elder brother, how could she ask him to help her after taking the traditional Chinese medicine.

"Still flirting?" Fu Han pulled her hand away and asked in a hoarse voice.

"No." Wen Qingyue was like a deflated ball, with her eyes downcast, struggling to free her hand from his grasp, "Let go, get out of the car."

Fu Han readily let go of her hand this time, and Wen Qingyue quickly distanced herself, opened the door and got out of the car as if she was being burned.

It's just that she came down, but Fu Han didn't come down.

Wen Qingyue frowned, and couldn't help but open the car door after waiting, bent over to look at him, and urged: "What are you doing? Get out of the car."

The man looked up at her, his eyes darkened, and his tone was rather helpless: "Wait, I'll be calm."

calm?Wen Qingyue was stunned for a second before reacting, her eyes cast down involuntarily, and she was speechless when she caught a glimpse of the man's condition.

She quickly withdrew her gaze and smiled gloatingly: "Are men so prone to reactions after abstinence for a long time?"

The tone was serious, as if he was discussing some advanced academic issues with him.

Fu Han: "..."

This round, she won.

Finally choking him once, Wen Qingyue was in a very happy mood, closed the car door, and said intimately: "Calm down slowly, if it doesn't work, you can solve it manually, and I will let you out."

Fu Han: "..."

A woman who must take revenge.

Ten minutes later, Fu Han got out of the car. Wen Qingyue heard the voice, turned around to look at him, and glanced at his masculine features playfully, "It's resolved so quickly, Mr. Fu can't do it."

Fu Han's face was calm, and he didn't show the slightest annoyance because of her words. After approaching, he stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and led her into the room, while whispering: "Can I do it?" , didn’t you experience it yourself last night?”

Wen Qingyue gritted her teeth secretly, pulled the corners of her mouth into a smirk, and greeted him in her heart.

After last night, she always felt that Fu Han was weird, and she didn't understand what was wrong until just now.

This man was a gentleman to her before, but after last night he became a lot of hooligans. This morning he teased her countless times and took advantage of her several times.

Heh, men's gentlemen are really pretending, and sex is their nature.

Someone had notified Mr. Fu when Fu Han's car entered the gate, so Mr. Fu was already waiting in the living room after the two of them entered the house.

"You are back, young master." The butler stood behind the old man and greeted him.

Wen Qingyue recognized him as the middle-aged man who accompanied Mr. Fu at the last auction, but he did not expect him to be the butler of the Fu family.

Fu Han nodded slightly, stood in front of the old man with Wen Qingyue in his arms, and said, "Grandpa..."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Fu ignored the interruption and looked at Wen Qingyue with a smile, "Come over, Yueyue, and sit next to Grandpa."

There is a certain gap between the old man's attitude towards her and the attitude he met at the auction last time.

Fu Han let go, and Wen Qingyue obediently walked over, sat down next to the old man, and said with a smile, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I just came to visit you now."

Mr. Fu changed his impression of this little girl after the auction, and he was checked in private, and he liked her even more. He said with a smile, "I don't blame you, I don't blame you, it's Fu Han, a brat, who got the certificate with you." I won’t bring you back to see grandpa.”

Fu Han: "..."

The servant made tea and brought it up, knelt down to say hello to them, and handed them one by one.

The servant handed it to Wen Qingyue first, "Little Madam, please drink tea."

Wen Qingyue couldn't get used to this address for a while, she smiled awkwardly and took the tea, "Thank you."

Mr. Fu looked at her with satisfaction, and asked with concern: "Do you like drinking tea, little girl? If you are not used to it, let them change it to fruit juice."

Wen Qingyue took a sip of the tea, the fragrance was slightly bitter.

"No need for grandpa, I'm used to drinking." In her original world, there was also a grandpa who also loved drinking tea very much, and she had been fascinated by it since childhood.

Wen Qingyue stared down at the water surface of the teacup, her thoughts wandered a little far away, she had been deliberately not thinking about her family over there all this time, but when she suddenly thought of it, she felt sore in her chest, and her eyes were sore.

Both the grandpa and grandson of the Fu family noticed her emotional change, and Mr. Fu asked, "What is girl thinking, why are you crying? Did Fu Han bully you? You tell grandpa, grandpa will make the decision for you."

Fu Han: "..."

Wen Qingyue restrained her emotions, put down her cup, and smiled sweetly, "Thank you grandpa, he didn't bully me, I was just blinded by the steam from the hot tea."

The old man didn't suspect him, and asked if there was anything wrong, Wen Qingyue took it with a smile, and changed the topic to chat with the old man.

Fu Han looked at her with deep eyes, glanced at the cup she put down from the corner of his eyes, and didn't believe her words.

Who does this cup of tea remind her of?