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

Zhou Luo has never stayed in a B&B, she has only seen it in videos. In the past, when she traveled with her friends, she stayed in chain hotels to save money.

She didn't want Fu Jingchen to see that she hadn't lived there before. Although she was excited in her heart, she looked calm on the outside.

"It looks good." The woman said calmly.

Fu Jingchen took the photos on his mobile phone to compare: "It's a little worse than the photo. How much color has been adjusted in this photo?"

The man was a little dissatisfied.

Zhou Luo looked at it and said: "Just lie, lie, lie, of course you have to do it, it's not bad, that's it."

"Do I have to buy a swimsuit, otherwise I won't be able to wear it if it gets wet, and I don't have a change of clothes." Fu Jingchen suddenly thought.

"I'll see if the takeout can be here." The man asked himself. After searching, there were several.

"Choose a style." He handed the phone to Zhou Luo and said.

Zhou Luo specially chose a one-piece one, but before Fu Jingchen placed the order, he added another one that was exposed after all.

While waiting for the swimsuit to come, Zhou Luo lay on the hanging chair in the sun room and basked in the sun: "It's comfortable. It's nice to have a vacation during the workday."

Zhou Luo felt so happy,

Fu Jingchen stood in front of the woman, picked up her hair and pinned it behind her ears: "From now on, you can rest whenever you want, and your salary will still be paid. I know you won't be willing to let you stay at home and not work while I support you, so then Have some free time.”

Zhou Luo hooked the man's neck: "It's nice to have a boyfriend who is the boss."

"Boyfriend? So you admit our relationship?" Fu Jingchen straightened up and jumped twice.

"Do you need to admit it? The two of us have had such a close relationship. I always thought that it was something only boyfriends and girlfriends would do. In fact, although I didn't say it, I always thought of you as my boyfriend." Zhou Luo is very good at coaxing men. .

After hearing this, Fu Jingchen was really moved: "Luo Luo, it's my fault for not clearing up the relationship with my ex, which made you feel wronged. I know you didn't dare to disclose our relationship because you were afraid that Rong Bing would find out about the company's trouble later. My company and I are affected.”

Zhou Luo's first thought was herself. She didn't think about Fu Jingchen, but the man thought so, so she said along the way: "Of course, it doesn't matter if I am alone. Anyway, I have been scolded before, not more than this time, but you It’s different. When you run a company and there are so many employees, you have to take the lead, and your image is very important.”

Fu Jingchen took Zhou Luo into his arms: "You are always thinking about me, and I promise to always be good to you."

Zhou Luo lay on the man's shoulder, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

The two hugged for a while, and Fu Jingchen's hands became unstable. He covered the soft body in front of the woman with his palm, and tapped her chin with his tongue: "Luoluo, let me discharge the electricity for you."

Zhou Luo glanced around. Although it was an independent courtyard, there was a taller villa next to it. The sunroom they were in was transparent from all sides. If there were people on the top floor of the opposite villa, they could be seen at once. Then wouldn't they be there? Live broadcast.

"You can't do it here." Zhou Luo pointed to the house opposite.

"It's okay. I just paid attention. We can see the outside without any obstruction from inside, but we can't see the inside from the outside. It's right here." Fu Jingchen has not tried this kind of sunroom before.

The man's desire awakened and he pointed at Zhou Luo's lower abdomen.

"He's up again." Zhou Luo felt the strength in his body and said with a blush.

"Well, sometimes I wonder if you have some medicine on your body, and you will be addicted after I kiss you." Fu Jingchen said.

"I didn't."

"I know you haven't, Luo Luo, you are so sensitive and it has slipped. Can you let me put it in first?" Fu Jingchen was a little anxious.

Before Zhou Luo could nod, he had already joined her.

The woman groaned, tilted her head back, leaned on the back of the hanging chair, and unconsciously closed her knees.

Fu Jingchen's fingers ran over her, and the woman trembled.

"So sensitive?" Fu Jingchen joked, "You still say you don't want to? Are you saying sao yourself?"

Zhou Luo blushed to the base of his ears: "No, I have a sensitive constitution."

"Really?" Fu Jingchen frowned, "So you are the same as others? Not just for me?"

The man was jealous, and the strength of his fingers suddenly became stronger. Zhou Luo shouted: "It hurts, only for you, not for others. Jingchen, please be gentle."

"What's the attitude of asking for help?" Fu Jingchen not only didn't listen, but joined in with the other hand.

Zhou Luo begged for mercy with tears in his eyes.

"What did you call me?"

"Jingchen."

"What did you call me?"

"Mr. Fu."

"What on earth did you call me?" Fu Jingchen bit Zhou Luo's earlobe and asked over and over again.

"Old...husband..." Zhou Luo spat out these two words vaguely.

Sure enough, the password was correct, Fu Jingchen asked: "I didn't hear clearly, what?"

"Husband, husband, please, husband, please be gentle." Zhou Luo kept repeating.

The man curled his lips wickedly: "Well, that's good."

After doing it gently for a while, Zhou Luo grabbed the man's waist, but every time he thought he was about to get to the point, the man suddenly pulled away, making Zhou Luo sweat.

She had no choice but to keep sending herself forward.

As soon as they got married, the phone rang.

Fu Jingchen turned on the speaker and the swimsuit he bought arrived.

The delivery boy said outside the B&B that the food had arrived.

"Okay, leave it at the door." When answering the phone, Fu Jingchen not only did not get up from Zhou Luo, but swayed with the rhythm of speaking.

Zhou Luo bit his lip and felt uncomfortable. Fu Jingchen was so bad.

As soon as the call was hung up, Zhou Luo breathed heavily as if he had received an oxygen tank, finally regaining his life.

Fu Jingchen suddenly picked her up and turned her over: "Hold the back of the chair." He patted Zhou Luo on the shoulder and said.

The woman leaned forward, her shame mixed with stimulation quickly reached its peak.

She gasped and said: "Fu Jingchen, you are evil."

As soon as these words came out, the man was stimulated again.

He suddenly exerted force.

Before Zhou Luo could recover, he was caught by a man again.

Several sounds blended together in the transparent glass room.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhou Luo felt herself paralyzed. She lay softly in the hanging chair and closed her eyes.

Fu Jingchen got up, packed his clothes and went out to get his swimsuit.

The man opened the packaging bag and looked at it. He was quite satisfied with the style. He happily went upstairs and said as he walked: "Luoluo, I got it."

But within a few minutes, Zhou Luo actually fell asleep.

Fu Jingchen walked over lightly. He bent down and admired the woman's profile. The ruddy face after the orgasm had not faded yet. Her look was full of bewilderment. The woman seemed to feel someone approaching. She slightly opened her eyelids and curled her eyelashes upward. He turned it over, then closed it again, and his breathing became steady.

Fu Jingchen couldn't help but kiss her eyelids.

Zhou Luo's side face was very beautiful. Fu Jingchen simply sat on the ground and stared at her face for a while. Then he took out his mobile phone, took two photos and put them in the encrypted album.

Zhou Luo didn't know how long he had slept. When he woke up, his whole body was sore. Fu Jingchen was lying next to him, and the man was snoring.

She smiled slightly and joked in her heart: "Isn't it exciting? Don't sleep if you can."

Fu Jingchen seemed to be able to read minds and suddenly opened his eyes.