Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

The night was dark, and the night in the distance seemed to be covered with a layer of gray tulle, and the bright moon poured white light.

Lu house.

Eleven at night.

After taking a bath, Fu Siming held the two red books, with an unstoppable smile on his face, and a sparkle of excitement in his dark pupils.

With these two books, he can finally...

He hurriedly put away the red book, put on the prayer beads she gave him just now, and then went out to Lu Qianxun's room.

This time no one could stop him from entering her room.

Lu Qianxun and Fu Siming did not go to live in the Beishan villa, but lived in the Lu residence as usual.

The air in the room was filled with a faint fragrance, which was very pleasant.

After a busy day, Lu Qianxun took a shower, dried his hair and walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as she took a few steps, she saw Fu Siming sitting on the bed wearing home clothes, with white short sleeves showing the strong muscle texture of his arms.

Lu Qianxun tilted his head slightly, slightly puzzled, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I'll wait for you."

Fu Siming's eyes were burning, and his eyes were extremely gentle, and the dark eyes fell on her.

She was wearing a white T-shirt and gray shorts, and she looked beautiful without makeup.

The bare skin was glowing, and the long, white and well-proportioned legs made people feel itchy.

Lu Qianxun was a little distracted, and his cherry lips parted slightly: "What are you waiting for me for? It's late, and I've been busy all day today, aren't you tired? You should go back to your room and sleep."

Fu Siming: "..."

Did she forget that they were married?

They are now husband and wife.

This little idiot!

Fu Siming got up directly and walked towards her, standing in front of her, with a low voice: "Qianxun, we are already married."

"What does this have to do with you going back to your room to sleep?"

Fu Siming raised his hand, pressing his slender knuckles on his forehead, half of his face was covered by shadows, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"why are you laughing?"

He put down his hands, leaned over, his handsome face was close to Jiaoyan, and he called softly: "My wife."

She looked jerky, so he had no choice but to tell her the situation himself.

And he wanted... wanted her now, wanted her so much.

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qianxun was startled, and raised his eyes in surprise, with a complicated look on his face.

She seemed unable to get used to this title for the time being.

Fu Siming saw that her expression was wrong, so he changed another name, with a hoarse voice: "Baby, we are husband and wife, so we will sleep together."

The man's eyes suddenly became deep, as if there was a beast hiding in it.

Suddenly, Lu Qianxun blushed.

"Fu Siming!"

He even called her baby.

She is not a child.

Although they were married, she wasn't ready for that kind of thing.

Sex has always been strange to her.

Her face was delicate enough to be seductive, and her unpigmented lips were bright red and tender.

His protruding Adam's apple rolled, and he really wanted to swallow her.

Lu Qianxun was silent for a few seconds, then said softly, "Fu Siming, will you listen to me?"

Fu Siming nodded, "Of course I will."

Lu Qianxun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said softly, "Now, go back to your room and sleep."

"Chihiro, we..."

Lu Qianxun's cheeks were hot and he was a little nervous, "Go back to your room, and I'm not ready yet."

Fu Siming's face was full of grievances, and he said in a low voice: "Qianxun, no one would let someone stay alone in an empty room on their wedding night."

When you are married, of course you have to sleep with your wife.

He will not go.

Lu Qianxun's whole body was agitated when he heard the words, and his eyelashes drooped.

She really never thought about that kind of thing before, so now she is in a state of panic.

Fu Siming took advantage of her daze, picked her up with his arms across, walked to the bed, and put her on the bed.

Lu Qianxun shyly closed his eyes, feeling indescribable, grasping his strong arm with his slender hands, and exclaimed: "Fu Siming."

"You're not ready, so let's not do it first." Fu Siming simply compromised, staring at the girl in his arms for a moment, and let out a deep and seductive voice from his sexy thin lips, "But you can't drive me out."

Lu Qianxun who was put on the bed was terribly stiff.

Fu Siye's tall and muscular body was like a mountain, and he immediately went to bed and lay beside her, hugging the girl's warm body into his chest, and his arms bound her slender waist tightly like chains.

Lu Qianxun's breathing was disordered, his cheeks were hot red, his handsome face enlarged in front of his eyes, the tip of his nose rubbed against the tip of his nose, and his breathing could be heard from a distance.

The nose is filled with the deep sandalwood fragrance in an instant.

Lu Qianxun's mind was in a mess, and he quickly pushed his arm lightly with his slender hands, "Fu Siming, don't hug me so tightly, I don't feel well."

Fu Siming's black pupils were filled with dancing flames, his Adam's apple rolled, and he hoarsely called out, "Chihiro."

"You smell so good."

The girl's bodily fragrance is so rich and alluring that one can't help but sink into it.

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qianxun's pupils froze.

In the next second, the man kissed her, easily pried open her fine white teeth, drilled into her sweet mouth, entangled her soft tongue to suck.

Lu Qianxun frowned slightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips were aggressively pushed in by him, and she grabbed his arm with her slender hand.

The two were entangled.

In the antique room, two young bodies fit tightly together, scorching hot.

The feeling of suffocation made people dizzy, Lu Qianxun complied with his kiss, almost out of breath, and his heartbeat echoed strongly in his ears.

Her cherry lips whispered his name softly, "Fu...Fu Siming..."

Fu Siming's eyes were dark and burning with lust, but he knew in his heart that she didn't want him to touch her.

But what to do, he missed her too much, and wanted her body too much.

For things that are too beautiful and pure, people will always have a dark desire to destroy.

Fu Siming is no exception, let alone someone who has been thinking about it for many years.

The fiery desire in the young man's lower abdomen was like a scourge, and he couldn't help it. All he could think about was tearing the girl to pieces.

As the kiss deepened, his big palm began to caress the graceful curve of her waist, and then his palm penetrated into her back.

Immediately, Lu Qianxun's whole body tensed up, her heart skipped a beat, and she pulled out her thoughts from the chaos. She twisted and pushed back, and the two separated.

"Fu Siming!"

Lu Qianxun distanced himself from him, his cheeks and earlobes were so red that he could bleed.

Fu Siming sat up on the bed with one hand, raised his jaw, and looked at her aggrievedly, his voice was as usual, low and deep.

"Chihiro, I didn't mean to."

Lu Qianxun stood by the side of the bed, looked down at her from above, pressed his lips together in embarrassment, his face was on fire, "You even reached in!"

Fu Siming's dark eyes fell on Lu Qianxun, and there was a slight smile in his deep eyes.

The girl's face was burning badly, her black hair was a little messy, her lips were flushed, and transparent and sticky body fluid remained at the corners of her mouth.

"If you want to stay here, you can't touch me." Lu Qianxun snorted coldly and fell asleep on the other side of the bed.

Fu Siming silently stared at the girl whose back was turned to him, his black eyes were dark and unclear, and his brows were helpless.

He turned off the headlights, leaving only the warm yellow desk lamp by the bed on.

The night was quiet.

It wasn't until light and even breathing came from the side that Fu Siming confirmed that the girl was asleep.

He was gloomy, sighed deeply, approached her slowly, took her into his arms, and felt the beauty of her soft body nestled into his chest.

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Little pervert: t^twife won’t give it~