Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

Fu Siming looked down at the person in his arms, thinking of what happened last night.

It was crazy last night.

Love surges.

very beginning....

Can't control the back...

Fu Siming didn't know about rest at all, and there was nothing more than naked desire.

That... and the girl's soft and flattering voice kept stimulating him, and he couldn't get enough of it.

That....

His eyes were dark and terrifying.

The heaven on earth in her body is so wonderful.

He tasted it once, and he was already in trouble, wishing to be with her day and night, never wanting to wake up again.

...

Fu Siming carried her to the bathroom, and said softly, "I'm sorry for hurting you last night."

"Fu Siming!"

Lu Qianxun froze for a moment, the.....she recalled some fragmented fragments.

"Stop talking." She wrapped her arms around his neck, her rosy cheeks pressed against his shoulder.

The topic is too shameful.

Her black eyebrows and bright eyes showed complicated emotions, how could she do that while she was drunk.

He also lied to her to talk about learning from each other...

He didn't want to compete at all, damn it...

Fu Siming's handsome eyes were dim, and his thin lips curled up slightly, "Okay, wife Qianxun, I won't talk about it."

He wanted to hug her to take a bath last night before going to bed, but he didn't want to leave her.

The bed in his room was no longer suitable for sleeping, so he simply carried her to her room.

He buried his head in Lu Qianxun's soft neck and rubbed it, inhaling deeply the pleasant fragrance of her body.

Hold her and fall asleep.

When he woke up this morning, he looked at the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, his Adam's apple rolled, and his cock was instantly aroused.

last night...

He knew she would not be able to...

He couldn't help but took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness/movement in his body, covered her with the quilt, and stood up gently.

Then, he walked back to his room and took a cold shower to wake up.

After walking out of the bathroom, I saw the skirt of the girl next to the bed and..., and the bed...

He couldn't help but start cleaning the room.

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After entering the bathroom, Fu Siming was about to lift off the thin quilt on her body, but it was ripped off to her shoulders, and her normally white skin was now covered with dense/dense/numbing/numbing marks.

Lu Qianxun's pupils shrank suddenly, he hurriedly grabbed the thin quilt that was wrapped around him, and turned his face sideways in embarrassment.

"No."

Fu Siming bowed his head and sniffed the fragrance on her neck, a chuckle appeared on his lips, his voice was low and hoarse, as if coaxing: "Honey, you must be feeling very uncomfortable, I'll wash it for you."

The hot breath of the man sprayed on Lu Qianxun's neck.

The blush on Lu Qianxun's delicate face was even worse, and she exclaimed, "I don't want it, I will wash it myself."

Fu Siming's handsome eyes were deep and dark. He knew she was shy, but he saw everything he should see.

He gently put her on the ground and helped her stand firmly, "Can you really?"

Lu Qianxun grabbed the quilt with one hand and pushed him with the other, "I can!"

As the bathroom door closed, Lu Qianxun tore off the quilt from her body, the pain made it difficult for her to walk.

After a while, she dragged her tired body and stood under the shower head.

Hot water was splashed on her face, and she was in a daze.

Lu Qian lowered his eyes to look at the... dense patch on his body, his pupils trembled suddenly, and he took a deep breath.

Lu Qianxun couldn't hold back his curse, "Pervert! Shameless!"

Immediately after she filled the bathtub with water, she slowly moved her legs, "Hiss—"

it hurts.

Lu Qianxun, who was lying in the bathtub, was wrapped in warm water and felt very comfortable.

The hot air rose, enveloping Lu Qianxun's face, making it more charming and attractive, but her beautiful face looked sleepy.

Before she knew it, she fell asleep.

Fu Siming outside had already prepared lunch, and he personally cooked her favorite Chinese food.

It's been more than half an hour, why haven't you come out yet?

He came to her room but didn't see her, so it proved that she was still in the bathroom.

He paced back and forth outside, having been with him day and night for the past two years, he knew his temper.

About 10 minutes later, she still did not come out.

His eyes darkened.

He opened the bathroom door and walked in, only to find her lying in the bathtub with her eyes closed.

He approached and looked at her in the bathtub, the scattered blue hair covered her snow-white shoulders and neck and the charming spring scenery in front of her.

He narrowed his deep eyebrows, the color in his pupils became darker, and his stomach tightened suddenly.

The temperature of the automatic constant temperature in the bathtub is not high, so you will catch cold even if you lie down.

He suppressed his lust/fire, and fished her out of the water.

In the dimness of consciousness, a shadow fell in front of him.

The bitter cold fragrance hit, Lu Qianxun knew who the other party was before opening his eyes.

She hurriedly opened her eyes, and what she saw was the man's sharp jawline.

Immediately woke up.

At this moment, she was a little dazed, astonished, bewildered, confused... Various emotions rolled through her heart.

The eyes of the two met silently in the air.

The scene is too subtle.

Lu Qianxun finally realized his current state, and shouted in panic, "Ah—"

Fu Siming stared straight at her flushed face, lowered his voice, "Qianxun, you will catch a cold if you fall asleep in the bathtub like this."

Lu Qianxun struggled in his arms, and quickly raised his hands to cover his eyes.

"Why are you in the bathroom?"

Fu Siming smiled lightly, and his tone was very gentle: "My wife Qianxun, there is no need for this. I watched everything I should watch last night."

"Shut up, don't say any more." Lu Qianxun's eyes were big and his face was red, "Put me down."

"alright."

He put her down gently, not forgetting to hold her waist.

Lu Qianxun's body was shuddered by him, and a tingling sensation spread all over his body.

"Turn around and close your eyes, I want to get dressed!"

She really couldn't bear it, being like this in front of a man.

"Okay." Fu Siming chuckled lightly, his voice was deep and lazy, both lazy and wicked.

Her mind is too pure.

When he turned around, she quickly took the bathrobe not far away and put it on in a hurry.

"You go out, I want to change clothes."

After Fu Siming left, she walked out of the bathroom and opened the closet.

Why are they all skirts?

Why are all the clothes prepared for her.

Five minutes later, Lu Qianxun came out wearing a floral halterneck dress with red wild rose floral print.

It can be seen that her walking posture is very different from usual.

Lu Qianxun glared angrily at the man not far away, and clenched his fingers, feeling ashamed, angry, and annoyed.

Seeing her like this, Fu Siming straightened his nose and let out a laugh.

At the dinner table, the two fell into a strange silence.

Fu Siming ate absent-mindedly, his mind was full of images of interlocking fingers with her last night.

From the corner of the eye, it fell on the person next to him from time to time, and the light red penis on the slender gooseneck went straight into the collar of the suspender.

.....it just makes young men feel like fire in their stomachs.

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