Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Rong Yan's knees hurt a little, and she lay on the bed: "I'm tired and want to take a rest."

Fu Jingsheng paused: "Okay."

After resting for a moment, Rong Yan turned over and rested her head on the man's arm, rubbing her feet against his calves.

Fu Jingsheng stroked the woman's neck with his palm: "Continue?"

Rong Yan nodded, she sat up, bent over, and kissed the man's earlobe.

Ok……

Fu Jingsheng's black eyes narrowed, and a sound escaped from his throat unconsciously.

When the man was in a state of confusion, Rong Yan suddenly got off him. She picked up the trousers on the floor, took off the belt, and tied his wrists like Fu Jingsheng.

"Rong Yan." Fu Jingsheng found that his arms were being held and suddenly opened his eyes, "You!"

Rong Yan smiled evilly: "What are you doing? Don't move, let's have some excitement." She tied the belt, picked up the shirt on the ground, and then asked Fu Jingsheng's legs to be together, and the shirt tied the man's legs.

Fu Jingsheng showed no resistance. He wanted to know what tricks Rong Yan would play.

After the binding, Rong Yan turned Fu Jingsheng over and let him lie on his side. "

She squeezed his abdominal muscles and said, "Look at these muscles, how strong they are. I don't know what kind of little goblin you are taking advantage of."

"Oh, it turns out that I, a little goblin, got an advantage. Phew! How can such a perfect man have such a perfect body? I'm drooling." Rong Yan pretended to look at Fu Jingsheng with a squinting face, and scratched his muscles from time to time.

"Rong Yan, don't make trouble." Fu Jingsheng was lying naked and being observed by Rong Yan, feeling extremely ashamed.

"Okay, don't make any fuss. Now, let go of your legs and follow me." Rong Yan had other ideas. Fu Jingsheng was tied up like this and couldn't do anything, so loosen it for him.

"Ok?"

"Okay, I feel like a pig waiting to be slaughtered when tied like this." Fu Jingsheng was too embarrassed to look down at himself.

Rong Yan unbuttoned his shirt. The man could move his legs and quickly sat up.

He hooked his legs around Rong Yan's waist and pressed down: "How dare you tie me up."

Even though he couldn't move his hands, Fu Jingsheng still easily brought the woman down. He leaned down and just wanted to press Rong Yan with his upper body, but the woman quickly rolled to the side and the man jumped away.

Fu Jingsheng faced down and threw his head into the quilt.

"Ouch!" he shouted.

Rong Yan quickly got out of bed and begged for mercy: "I was wrong, don't attack me."

"Come here." The man nodded, "Come here, I'll be gentle."

"you swear."

"Okay, swear." Fu Jingsheng raised his tied hands.

Rong Yan slowly moved over, picking up the tie with her fingers: "Follow me."

She put a towel on the man.

Fu Jingsheng followed, and the woman stopped on the balcony. She untied her tie and buckled it on the guardrail. The other end of the tie was only tied to the wrist of one of the man's hands.

She knew that Fu Jingsheng was cooperating with her, otherwise with a man's strength, he would be able to break away in one go.

"Stand here and don't move." After Rong Yan took care of Fu Jingsheng, she went to the room and moved a chair out.

The woman sat on the chair, her legs crossed on both sides, her hands holding the man's strong waist, and her tongue slid across the lower abdomen.

"I want to die." Fu Jingsheng lowered his head and saw his sexy wife. The visual impact was accompanied by sensory stimulation, and desire rushed out like a beast.

He pulled Rong Yan into his arms: "So soft."

Rong Yan was suffocated on the man's chest and could hardly breathe.

After sniffing the fragrance of his wife's hair vigorously, Fu Jingsheng slightly let go of his hand. Rong Yan gasped for air, the mountain peak still pressed against the man.

The soft feeling made Fu Jingsheng couldn't help but kiss her. He stopped on it and bit it back and forth. The woman who wanted to take the initiative in foreplay was defeated by the man in three strokes.

She had no strength to resist, so she put her hands on Fu Jingsheng's back and leaned forward.

"That's good." The man's lips twitched with a smile, and he seemed to have a feeling of success. You know, in the few years since Rong Yan left, apart from work, he spent most of his time studying the affairs of men and women. His hard work was not in vain. .

With only one hand left to move, it showed his strength. Fu Jingsheng unbuttoned the woman's underwear alone, pulled down the shoulder strap on one side, and hung it on the woman's shoulder.

After admiring the half-hidden lust for a while, he kissed the woman on the cheek.

Rong Yan held her hands on the railing, and the itchy and numb feeling made her long for more.

After a while, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and untied the tie that tied the railing to let the man's hands move freely.

When she likes to kiss, Fu Jingsheng hugs herself tightly. She holds the man's hand and puts it on her back: "Honey, I want you to hold me."

There was no need for Rong Yan to direct her. Fu Jingsheng had already planned this. He lifted Rong Yan to sit on the chair and squatted down himself.

Woo!

Rong Yan's mouth was suddenly blocked and she could only whimper.

The man swayed back and forth, and the moonlight fell gently on the union of the two people.

A few minutes later, Fu Jingsheng clasped the back of Rong Yan's head: "Look down."

She only saw a fierce beast in the dense woods, pushing its way through the jungle and then coming out.

The snapping sound was clearly audible, mixed with the sound of the chair rubbing against the floor tiles. It was hard to tell whether it was harsh or pleasant.

Rong Yan put her hands behind her back and grabbed the back of the chair, fearing that she would be hooked out.

I don't know how long it took, but Fu Jingsheng finally ended the battle. He didn't have time to put on a condom when he was so passionate, holding his orgasm in his hand.

Afterwards, he quickly went to the bathroom to rinse off the liquid.

Rong Yan turned around and changed her position. She lay on the back of the chair and took a rest. She was so tired every day.

After Fu Jingsheng came out of the bathroom, he carried Rong Yan back to the room. He got dressed and smoothed his wife's hair: "Are you hungry? Do you want to have a midnight snack?"

Rong Yan was lying on her stomach with a dry throat: "I'm not hungry, I'm a little tired and a little thirsty. I want to drink lemonade."

"I'll go down and buy it." Fu Jingsheng searched in the room but didn't see the lemon slices.

"I have some in my bag to replenish electrolytes. Husband, what should we do? If we don't think about it together, I feel so guilty and regretful every time I do it together. Will I do something bad?" Rong Yan asked with a troubled face.

Fu Jingsheng kissed Rong Yan's forehead: "I won't do anything bad. I'm in good health. However, if you are worried, I will try to restrain myself in the future."

This was said every time the two of them got together. Rong Yan didn't seem to believe it. She sighed and said, "Forget it. I have told you to restrain yourself many times, but I can't do it every time. I'd better think about how to make up for it."

"I'll get you some water, Rong Yan, don't be so stressed." Fu Jingsheng touched his wife's head.

"okay."

After drinking a glass of lemonade, Rong Yan's throat felt better. She sat on the sofa, one meter away from Fu Jingsheng. Suddenly, her stomach hurt, and she frowned and covered it.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jingsheng asked, noticing his wife's abnormality.

"It hurts." Sweat broke out on Rong Yan's forehead.

Fu Jingsheng was still drunk, so he found a waiter in the hotel to help them drive to the hospital. Rong Yan's pain was not relieved along the way, and Fu Jingsheng was at a loss.