Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Fu Han raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Stop saying such demeaning words about yourself."

Wen Qingyue raised the corners of her mouth and smiled coquettishly, but her eyes were cold, "Mr. Fu can't tell that I'm boasting?"

With sharp teeth and sharp mouth, she can always silence people.

Fu Han said that he couldn't win her, frowned and said: "You insist on being so sharp, how can we talk?"

It's ridiculous, he forced her to come to his house like this, trapped her in his room and treated her like this just to talk about it?

Wen Qingyue looked up at him contemptuously, "I didn't understand what to talk about all the way, until now I understand that all you want to talk about is to let me be your long-term sexual partner, besides being your wife in name, give You stand in the way of robbery, block the marriage arranged by your grandfather, and even act as your mistress to express your regret."

She finished speaking in one breath, without pausing, and her words directly made the somewhat relaxed atmosphere tense again.

Wen Qingyue seemed unaware of the man's low pressure and dangerous eyes, and continued with a sneer, "Boss Fu is the youngest and most promising capitalist, and his business is really good, but I'm not stupid. It's a different price."

After saying those words, she saw the man's eyes narrowed slightly, that fairly peaceful face was swept by the cold wave at the moment, and his brows and eyes were frozen, and the surrounding air suddenly dropped, making people shiver with cold.

Her words offended him.

After a moment of silence, the man spoke again to break the dead silence.

"I admit that I love your body and want to sleep with you, are you satisfied?" The hoarse voice pierced her eardrums and hit the tip of her heart.

The words that were clearly said with anger came out of his mouth with a bit of lust, easily turning the atmosphere full of gunpowder smoke into an ambiguous one.

Wen Qingyue's breathing became short of breath, her ears turned red, and she pushed him subconsciously, "Let go!"

"Don't let go." Fu Hanfu lowered his head to find her lips, and put his hand on her waist, the temperature was scalding. Wen Qingyue turned his head away, and his lips fell on the corner of her mouth, with a smile suppressed helplessly, "Touch If you want me to let you go, little girl, how ignorant are you of men?"

The quarrel between the two of them had already developed a taste in this tussle, brewing into ambiguous pheromones.

Wen Qingyue was startled, since she was so close to him, she naturally felt the changes in his body, bit her lips and cursed: "You men are really thinking about that all the time!"

"I only miss you." Fu Han kissed the corner of her mouth, and she turned her head, revealing her slender neck and one white earlobe.

He was just annoyed by her words, and wanted to follow her words to scare her, but he really didn't want to listen to it, and wanted to confirm the crime she had arranged.

Fu Han stared darkly at her slender neck, did she know that she stretched her neck and approached him like this, telling him to talk.

The man breathed a little harder, and the warm breath sprayed on his cheeks, as if a feather had been gently swept across, causing a wonderful feeling to spread in Wen Qingyue's heart, and her toes curled up subconsciously.

He asked, "Did you miss me these seven days?"

Wen Qingyue didn't answer. At this moment, his question was obviously not very serious.

"I think about it, I want to hear you call me by my name at that time."

"Fu Han!" Wen Qingyue realized what he meant after a while, and her face flushed red with agitation, she was ashamed and angry, and shouted angrily.

"Stop barking baby, it's on you." Fu Han lowered his head and grabbed her earlobe, biting his teeth lightly. Wen Qingyue suddenly opened her eyes in surprise, the moist temperature on the earlobe and The numb pain made her seem to freeze.

Is this man still shameless?

"Fu Han, do you still remember the evaluation of you by the outside world? You are not afraid of being ruined by saying these words and doing these things?" Wen Qingyue almost gritted her teeth and reminded him not to do such shameless things.

The man chuckled in her ear, reached out and pinched her jaw to force her to look at him, his eyes enveloping her, "Honey, no man is serious when flirting."

Wen Qingyue always felt that the name baby was greasy, but now she realized that it was someone else who was greasy. He said it in a low, hoarse voice, with some lust and intimacy.

Wen Qingyue felt that she was about to fall, but before she could react, the man's kisses came one after another, crushing her lips, the kisses were gentle and delicate, and made her fall into the delicate and gentle trap he had set for her.

Fu Han's kiss was gentle enough and patient enough, in contrast to his gradually presumptuous hands.

Wen Qingyue's emotions were mobilized and teased by him, her breath was robbed, she couldn't struggle even if she wanted to, she could only cling to him.

This kind of thing between a man and a woman is like when Eve ate the forbidden fruit. If there is a first time, there will be a second time. Wen Qingyue is also a human being, and he makes her whole body feel weird when she is teased by him.

Up to now, the arrow is on the string and has to be launched, and it is better to actively enjoy it than to be passive.

After figuring it out, Wen Qingyue became more proactive, as if she was in a competition, and teased back without admitting defeat, why was she the only one suffering.

A woman who has always been rebellious, even at this time, she is not willing to lose the wind.

She knew that Fu Han had a good figure from the time at the hotel, and he felt extremely good in the hand, very comfortable to the touch.

He said he was greedy for her body, why didn't she?

"Qingyue..." Fu Han's hoarse murmur sounded in her ears, with forbearance and warning hidden in his tone, this woman is too bold, what are her hands doing?

"Stop barking, don't you like it?" She imitated his tone and talked back, her hands became bolder, she stood on tiptoe against him, opened her mouth to gently bite his Adam's apple that rolled up and down, let go the next moment, and swept the tip of her tongue, Warm and creamy...

The man snorted, hugged her and turned around. Somebody touched the switch in the room. The chandelier was turned on, illuminating the dark room and the two disheveled clothes.

Breathing alternately, Wen Qingyue raised her eyes, and saw that the usual coldness in the man's eyes had disappeared, replaced by the most primitive and crazy emotions forced out by her.

She raised her eyebrows and smiled triumphantly, look, no matter how cold and noble a man is, he can't escape a woman.

The out-of-control man grabbed her by the back of the neck and turned her body against the cold wall. With a snap, he turned off the switch of the chandelier, and the surroundings suddenly became dark. During the pulling, there was the sound of clothes peeling off, accompanied by a low A low gasp sounded.

"Fu, Fu Han, wait..., that... have you worn it?" In the darkness, Wen Qingyue reminded softly.

It can be done, but the measures must be taken. She doesn't want to make trouble afterwards.

Interruption at this time is undoubtedly fatal, but Fu Han still hugged her and groped to the bedside, "In the drawer, take it."

She hooked his neck with one hand, opened the drawer with the other, groped and took out a box, and did not forget to tease him, "Oh, President Fu is usually so cold that he doesn't know the love of the world, but in the drawer he never forgets Put these things, there are so many, don’t you use less?”

The man's voice was hoarse, and he whispered in her ear: "You don't have empty hands, come here."

He didn't explain, and there was no need to explain, this box was bought after saving her, he had indeed coveted her for a long time, and was always prepared.